Poems about Addiction
#addiction
Poetry about addiction to drugs or alcohol, and the effects of addiction on friends, family and relationships. Here you'll find poems tackling addiction to a range of behaviours and substances including smoking, drinking, prescription drugs and recreational drugs.
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 3:05am
10th Dec 2024 3:05am
Loss
Loss of youth
Loss of truth
Loss of innocence
Loss of consequence
Loss of control
But what hurts most is
Loss of hope
Loss of truth
Loss of innocence
Loss of consequence
Loss of control
But what hurts most is
Loss of hope
#addiction
#alcohol
#dark
#drugs
#emptiness
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NP_NP
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:59am
9th Dec 2024 1:59am
Religion
Men once marveled at your beauty—
I still see the flicker of who you could have been.
“You could have had it all,” I think,
And it burns my soul the most.
You clung to holy morals,
Clutching a Bible like a lifeline,
And it anchored you
In a sea of suffering you couldn't escape.
You could have graced the runway,
Dazzling, free, unbound—
But you never closed that book,
Never flipped the preacher off,
Never let the dream breathe.
Instead, you let men break you,
Bruise your spirit,
Tell you to cover up, ...
I still see the flicker of who you could have been.
“You could have had it all,” I think,
And it burns my soul the most.
You clung to holy morals,
Clutching a Bible like a lifeline,
And it anchored you
In a sea of suffering you couldn't escape.
You could have graced the runway,
Dazzling, free, unbound—
But you never closed that book,
Never flipped the preacher off,
Never let the dream breathe.
Instead, you let men break you,
Bruise your spirit,
Tell you to cover up, ...
#addiction
#drugs
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
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scatteredsilence
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 5:17pm
8th Dec 2024 5:17pm
Black holes
Wishful thinking…
That for tonight only
We could fall into the blackest of holes
And find ourselves…
Comforted by the gloomiest radiance
Tightly bound together
By a festering sense of hurt
Sliding deeper
Waiting for broken wings to carry us…
Further into the time of our demise
That you and I might find each other’s decaying souls…
Buried beyond the help of Jesus
Crushing as it is…
Let’s do it all again and again
Not only tonight
Nail me to the floor
Pretend it’s pleasure ...
That for tonight only
We could fall into the blackest of holes
And find ourselves…
Comforted by the gloomiest radiance
Tightly bound together
By a festering sense of hurt
Sliding deeper
Waiting for broken wings to carry us…
Further into the time of our demise
That you and I might find each other’s decaying souls…
Buried beyond the help of Jesus
Crushing as it is…
Let’s do it all again and again
Not only tonight
Nail me to the floor
Pretend it’s pleasure ...
#addiction
50 reads
oldmanG
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 7:09pm
7th Dec 2024 7:09pm
Red Wine and Money
Feel like the home team prevails
Perfect day to play two
Popcorn and pretzels
On
Bleachers scream home team
Grabbing some dogs and beer
Phone bet 200
Settle seat rooting for money
9th inning tied game
Buckner 1st base
Pitch in place
Man on third
Ball rolling down the line
Sets his feet
Glove almost down
Ghost ball through the 5 hole
Next day put down 20 wine and spirits
Green bottle in bag
Look down the green lens
See empty bottle
...
Perfect day to play two
Popcorn and pretzels
On
Bleachers scream home team
Grabbing some dogs and beer
Phone bet 200
Settle seat rooting for money
9th inning tied game
Buckner 1st base
Pitch in place
Man on third
Ball rolling down the line
Sets his feet
Glove almost down
Ghost ball through the 5 hole
Next day put down 20 wine and spirits
Green bottle in bag
Look down the green lens
See empty bottle
...
#addiction
#alcohol
#money #sports
#money #sports
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 6:55pm
5th Dec 2024 6:55pm
Drugged Up & Ready To Die
Your mouth says one thing
But the drugs say another
Why don't you sober up
And spend more time with your lover
The milky way is vast
Search for wisdom or hang yourself to dry
You should have pity on your soul
Pull the pins out from your eyes
The candle blows out
May the sky burn up in smoke
You give everyone an ulcer
Such an asshole, such a joke
Say cheese scumbag
You were once loved but now we all hate
I'd love to cut the disease out of you
Have you thought about your fate?
But the drugs say another
Why don't you sober up
And spend more time with your lover
The milky way is vast
Search for wisdom or hang yourself to dry
You should have pity on your soul
Pull the pins out from your eyes
The candle blows out
May the sky burn up in smoke
You give everyone an ulcer
Such an asshole, such a joke
Say cheese scumbag
You were once loved but now we all hate
I'd love to cut the disease out of you
Have you thought about your fate?
#addiction
#anger
#disappointment
#drugs
#SelfHarm
85 reads
8 Comments
Bsp4444
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 1:09pm
4th Dec 2024 1:09pm
The Crave
He sits in shadows, undetected
Trembling, shaking, utterly infected.
Watching unknowing passersby
Waiting for his next burning high.
The victim won’t know that they will feed
This hidden monster’s insatiable need
For the thing that will quench his thirst
And drives him to commit the worst.
What urges this thing, we cannot say
But the crave exists in all today.
Trembling, shaking, utterly infected.
Watching unknowing passersby
Waiting for his next burning high.
The victim won’t know that they will feed
This hidden monster’s insatiable need
For the thing that will quench his thirst
And drives him to commit the worst.
What urges this thing, we cannot say
But the crave exists in all today.
#addiction
#emptiness
#weakness
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rickthepoetwarrior
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 4:29am
2nd Dec 2024 4:29am
A Woman's PMS Pictograph Poem
She loves her husband
He drinks, he's depressed, confused
He's hurting himself
She's enabling him
She draws and doodles
Love!
Square box with curly-ques inside
Stylized Love LOVE!!
PMS PMS PMS PMS PMS in shadow box
Box, then box with crosshairs
Love, Love, scratched out, scribbled over
Bunny picture
Bigger bunny picture
Fill big square with with little loopedey loops
Big checkerboard square
Small checkerboard square
Let's go home
I'm tired
He drinks, he's depressed, confused
He's hurting himself
She's enabling him
She draws and doodles
Love!
Square box with curly-ques inside
Stylized Love LOVE!!
PMS PMS PMS PMS PMS in shadow box
Box, then box with crosshairs
Love, Love, scratched out, scribbled over
Bunny picture
Bigger bunny picture
Fill big square with with little loopedey loops
Big checkerboard square
Small checkerboard square
Let's go home
I'm tired
#addiction
#depression
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 3:24pm
29th Nov 2024 3:24pm
Wraith
I'll be home for Christmas
Sitting all by myself
Alone and self forsaken
Refusing anyone's help
Too many mistakes
That I've made
Too many memories
I've lost along the way
Surrounded by empty bottles
Knowing it's too late
Wondering how I can still love
Something I've grown to hate
If I could turn back time
I would've taken a different road
Wish i could've seen
How things would unfold
To turn my back on everything
That I've ever held so dear
Just to wallow in self pity ...
Sitting all by myself
Alone and self forsaken
Refusing anyone's help
Too many mistakes
That I've made
Too many memories
I've lost along the way
Surrounded by empty bottles
Knowing it's too late
Wondering how I can still love
Something I've grown to hate
If I could turn back time
I would've taken a different road
Wish i could've seen
How things would unfold
To turn my back on everything
That I've ever held so dear
Just to wallow in self pity ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#dark
#despair
#shame
83 reads
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 12:50pm
28th Nov 2024 12:50pm
Journal Entry - In Search of My Soul
Is this the rest of my life? A dark numbness punctuated by moments of pleasure. There's something about sharing my bed with another that fills the void inside me, if only for a short time. The laughter, the warmth, the sheer vitality of their living, breathing bodies is medicine for my spirit.
I crave touch, connection. To feel another's skin against mine, to breathe in a man's scent, to exist in the same space and share our souls! In those moments, I can almost forget the gnawing emptiness that haunts me when I'm alone. It’s the closest to contentment I’ve known.
But...
I crave touch, connection. To feel another's skin against mine, to breathe in a man's scent, to exist in the same space and share our souls! In those moments, I can almost forget the gnawing emptiness that haunts me when I'm alone. It’s the closest to contentment I’ve known.
But...
#addiction
#sex
#spiritual
188 reads
7 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 6:43pm
26th Nov 2024 6:43pm
Unwanted: Dead or Alive (Part1)
Lost for identity forfeit to alias
When pleasures are self induced traumas
Implicated by a digital fingerprint
Placed at the site of the cyber crime
Stained by the residue of a memory
Wearing paths in the neurological landscape
The wanderlust of turbulent terrain
On the fast track to a mental hell
I just want to derail
Sniff out the body count to follow the trail
I speak to cope with suffering
Making art of the bleeding
Like a mosaic in the massacre of the ways that I fail
When I am a blind man that fakes like I’m seeing ...
When pleasures are self induced traumas
Implicated by a digital fingerprint
Placed at the site of the cyber crime
Stained by the residue of a memory
Wearing paths in the neurological landscape
The wanderlust of turbulent terrain
On the fast track to a mental hell
I just want to derail
Sniff out the body count to follow the trail
I speak to cope with suffering
Making art of the bleeding
Like a mosaic in the massacre of the ways that I fail
When I am a blind man that fakes like I’m seeing ...
#addiction
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#porn
#WritingPoetry
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RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 5:24am
26th Nov 2024 5:24am
Really You Are Nothing
Fill another grave with what still flails.
Forced hands finding dirt under the nails.
Soflty sob to help drown out the wails.
Found dead after the execution fails.
Giving what need only go to waste.
Attribution seemingly missplaced.
Meaning again defined as erased.
Departed live on hauntingly unfaced.
This worlds insanitys not up to measure.
Misguided by pursuit of empty treasure.
As I knowingly lie to myself at leisure.
Self destructing to elicit pleasure.
Normals feeling miserable alone.
Pick down to my now...
Forced hands finding dirt under the nails.
Soflty sob to help drown out the wails.
Found dead after the execution fails.
Giving what need only go to waste.
Attribution seemingly missplaced.
Meaning again defined as erased.
Departed live on hauntingly unfaced.
This worlds insanitys not up to measure.
Misguided by pursuit of empty treasure.
As I knowingly lie to myself at leisure.
Self destructing to elicit pleasure.
Normals feeling miserable alone.
Pick down to my now...
#addiction
#depression
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 2:39am
26th Nov 2024 2:39am
He had the last laugh
Bradley lived more life
In a swift twenty-seven years
Than we could ever dream
In our mortified tears
We got nothing
By comparison
Just another simplified simpleton
Fuck-stain rebellion
Bradley lived more life
In that rough quarter-century
Than we could ever have
As a fucked up vile visionary
We got nothing
We got nothing
Just another simpleton
Fuck-stain rebellion
He flipped us the finger
while he said Good-bye
In a swift twenty-seven years
Than we could ever dream
In our mortified tears
We got nothing
By comparison
Just another simplified simpleton
Fuck-stain rebellion
Bradley lived more life
In that rough quarter-century
Than we could ever have
As a fucked up vile visionary
We got nothing
We got nothing
Just another simpleton
Fuck-stain rebellion
He flipped us the finger
while he said Good-bye
#addiction
#dark
#despair
#loneliness
#rejection
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