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.
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Jay.
Jay.
Poem Published
30th Jun 2022 6:46pm
30th Jun 2022 6:46pm
So it goes…
The wounds have long since healed, yet
somehow I’m still bleeding.
Pushing demons down below, they
never heed my pleading.
These eyes long since dead, merely
optics of the war machine.
Atrocities and human filth I wish
had gone unseen.”
I tried to mute the pain with drugs, and
shrugged the stark reality.
I chose the company of thugs, that
stripped me of humanity.
A total loss of self control, no longer
could I hide.
Playing with these useless fucks got me
a trip inside.
Prison sort of...
somehow I’m still bleeding.
Pushing demons down below, they
never heed my pleading.
These eyes long since dead, merely
optics of the war machine.
Atrocities and human filth I wish
had gone unseen.”
I tried to mute the pain with drugs, and
shrugged the stark reality.
I chose the company of thugs, that
stripped me of humanity.
A total loss of self control, no longer
could I hide.
Playing with these useless fucks got me
a trip inside.
Prison sort of...
#strength
#LifeStruggles
#memories
#addiction
#prison
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Betty
Poem Published
27th Jun 2022 6:48pm
27th Jun 2022 6:48pm
Rain hell
I can hear thunder
on the other side of
the door
I’m crouched down
both palms
crushing my
forehead as
I chant
It’s just dopamine…
it’s just dopamine….
It’s just a fucking shot
of dopamine in my
damned brain.
The lighting cracks
again and I scream
and slam my fists
on the ground
breaking my
knuckles open,
reminiscent of the
night we sat in
the dark and
just held hands.
It’s just a shot of
dopamine.
I...
on the other side of
the door
I’m crouched down
both palms
crushing my
forehead as
I chant
It’s just dopamine…
it’s just dopamine….
It’s just a fucking shot
of dopamine in my
damned brain.
The lighting cracks
again and I scream
and slam my fists
on the ground
breaking my
knuckles open,
reminiscent of the
night we sat in
the dark and
just held hands.
It’s just a shot of
dopamine.
I...
#lust
#addiction
#obsession
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2022 11:56pm
22nd Jun 2022 11:56pm
My closest friend Linoleum
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Barefoot
Singing gibberish
Dancing beachside with girls playing violins
You lebowski or was it Rourke spun?
All those women you would entice back to the lair aka your love shack
Me, just a stray cat project, sleeping on the porch , doing odd jobs for board
You, a shit talker, straight shooting king pin
What you saw in me , only you knew
You never did speak of those, who got close enough to run with you, mise en place, they all knew their role's
Except me, it was chauffeuring you around
that night...
Barefoot
Singing gibberish
Dancing beachside with girls playing violins
You lebowski or was it Rourke spun?
All those women you would entice back to the lair aka your love shack
Me, just a stray cat project, sleeping on the porch , doing odd jobs for board
You, a shit talker, straight shooting king pin
What you saw in me , only you knew
You never did speak of those, who got close enough to run with you, mise en place, they all knew their role's
Except me, it was chauffeuring you around
that night...
#loneliness
#women
#addiction #PTSD
#addiction #PTSD
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
19th Jun 2022 7:32am
19th Jun 2022 7:32am
Just One More Day
The static in my head
Has been replaced by the sounds
Of roaring inadequacies.
Small triumphs seem overshadowed
By every day tribulations
To no end in sight.
Blind faith seems the hardest of all
When every plan and anxious obsession
Has failed me again and again.
I am so small
And so tired.
My tears seem to fall unseen and unheard
As I stare into the darkness
And remind myself of all I've overcome.
The silence stares back at me
With an unyielding gaze
That tells me I have to keep going.
One...
Has been replaced by the sounds
Of roaring inadequacies.
Small triumphs seem overshadowed
By every day tribulations
To no end in sight.
Blind faith seems the hardest of all
When every plan and anxious obsession
Has failed me again and again.
I am so small
And so tired.
My tears seem to fall unseen and unheard
As I stare into the darkness
And remind myself of all I've overcome.
The silence stares back at me
With an unyielding gaze
That tells me I have to keep going.
One...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#faith
#addiction
#redemption
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
16th Jun 2022 6:28pm
16th Jun 2022 6:28pm
Shots, Cocktails And A Reverie Gone Mad
pressure builds
a guitar riff
a drum solo
a voice cutting through the dark
caramel Manhattans drip from my lips
luscious salted-sweet and alcohol fire
that mires me in memories
trapping desires in the bulge of my zipper
first hellos wrapped like hemlock in the humidity
clouds full
wanting to burst with delicate rain
fingertips walk gently down
their nervous quiver intoxicating the drunken
stupor of my shirt
I know it’s just a reverie
a memory
but I can still feel you there
a...
a guitar riff
a drum solo
a voice cutting through the dark
caramel Manhattans drip from my lips
luscious salted-sweet and alcohol fire
that mires me in memories
trapping desires in the bulge of my zipper
first hellos wrapped like hemlock in the humidity
clouds full
wanting to burst with delicate rain
fingertips walk gently down
their nervous quiver intoxicating the drunken
stupor of my shirt
I know it’s just a reverie
a memory
but I can still feel you there
a...
#alcohol
#addiction
#obsession
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
15th Jun 2022 10:48am
15th Jun 2022 10:48am
Stay Alive/Outsider
The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart,
And saves such as have a contrite spirit.
Psalm 34:18
STAY ALIVE (you can't save your soul...)
Trying to piece the heart back together
All the right words that come out wrong
Somewhere between hope and brokenness
Speaking of love when it just feels like a song
Bring us back from mere words and into reality
When circumstances are lies
Chains are an illusion when you don't know that you're free
We're still learning to open our eyes
The story tells of our...
And saves such as have a contrite spirit.
Psalm 34:18
STAY ALIVE (you can't save your soul...)
Trying to piece the heart back together
All the right words that come out wrong
Somewhere between hope and brokenness
Speaking of love when it just feels like a song
Bring us back from mere words and into reality
When circumstances are lies
Chains are an illusion when you don't know that you're free
We're still learning to open our eyes
The story tells of our...
#anger
#father
#drugs
#addiction
#frustration
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Vferry
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vpf
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 4:20am
14th Jun 2022 4:20am
Headstones
She’s like a breeze winding through the headstones
Bouncing off names of people she used to know
And now she’s only 12 steps away
From redemption or an early grave
But the ghosts inside her frontal lobe
Tell her where to step- where to go
Just twelve steps through hell’s different noises
Demons on her shoulder speaking in friendly voices
She always comes when they call
The poor girl never had a chance at all
Bouncing off names of people she used to know
And now she’s only 12 steps away
From redemption or an early grave
But the ghosts inside her frontal lobe
Tell her where to step- where to go
Just twelve steps through hell’s different noises
Demons on her shoulder speaking in friendly voices
She always comes when they call
The poor girl never had a chance at all
#dark
#death
#addiction
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
13th Jun 2022 2:56am
13th Jun 2022 2:56am
Deteriorating
A shamed grimace in the mirror
After spitting out blood
From days of neglect.
My skin is horrid and yellow,
And my eyes hold only death.
I used to be so beautiful,
At least on the outside.
Now it seems I've been turned
Inside out,
With all my ugliest parts
For the world to see.
After spitting out blood
From days of neglect.
My skin is horrid and yellow,
And my eyes hold only death.
I used to be so beautiful,
At least on the outside.
Now it seems I've been turned
Inside out,
With all my ugliest parts
For the world to see.
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#SelfHarm
#addiction
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2 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
11th Jun 2022 11:52pm
11th Jun 2022 11:52pm
Split Seconds
She wanted it to be
an Adele song.
Old flames and lost love.
Ah but it was not
he stole her purse
ran into traffic and
got hit by a Taxi,
she later heard
he was paralyzed.
She got her purse back and some
type of weird closure.
an Adele song.
Old flames and lost love.
Ah but it was not
he stole her purse
ran into traffic and
got hit by a Taxi,
she later heard
he was paralyzed.
She got her purse back and some
type of weird closure.
#money
#cars
#addiction #unicorns
#addiction #unicorns
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Her
Poem Published
11th Jun 2022 9:20pm
11th Jun 2022 9:20pm
The What I Should Have Saids
Like the time when I should have said, “I love having sex with you. Making you feel good excites me because it’s you. Being with you feels good and you make me feel so good.” Because that was the truth.
Instead of saying, “I like good sex. You’re good sex.” When he asked why I was a nympho and I tried to shut down the conversation.
Not saying the what I should have saids always fucks things up.
Instead of saying, “I like good sex. You’re good sex.” When he asked why I was a nympho and I tried to shut down the conversation.
Not saying the what I should have saids always fucks things up.
#relationships
#conflict
#sex #addiction
#sex #addiction
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Jun 2022 8:05am
10th Jun 2022 8:05am
Rest in pieces
Lights growing dim
Fading away
Slipped off the path
Lost my way
Sliding
Losing my grip
Drowning in quicksand
Up to my ribs
Heart slowing down
Pushed too hard
It's broken now
Think its falling apart
Just let me be
Tired of fighting myself
Ready to give up
No need to call help
Show is over
No curtain calls
Remember me
Before the fall
Don't blame yourself
You're not the reason
Just move on with your life
Let me rest in pieces
Fading away
Slipped off the path
Lost my way
Sliding
Losing my grip
Drowning in quicksand
Up to my ribs
Heart slowing down
Pushed too hard
It's broken now
Think its falling apart
Just let me be
Tired of fighting myself
Ready to give up
No need to call help
Show is over
No curtain calls
Remember me
Before the fall
Don't blame yourself
You're not the reason
Just move on with your life
Let me rest in pieces
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#MentalHealth
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u53l355
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 6:07pm
8th Jun 2022 6:07pm
The Gamble
High stakes
Shuffle the deck
Cut it
Discard a card
Deal
Good cards
Bad card
There's a joker on the table
As you put out your big blind
Holding my queen of hearts tight
Pair of Aces feels right
Its gonna be a good night
First round called
Dealer flops the first three
No queen to be seen but your aces are still keen
Raise the stakes , this is becoming a fast race a the couple on the other side of the table folds and sits back could see its too risky and they'd rather relax and enjoy a nice whisky. ...
Shuffle the deck
Cut it
Discard a card
Deal
Good cards
Bad card
There's a joker on the table
As you put out your big blind
Holding my queen of hearts tight
Pair of Aces feels right
Its gonna be a good night
First round called
Dealer flops the first three
No queen to be seen but your aces are still keen
Raise the stakes , this is becoming a fast race a the couple on the other side of the table folds and sits back could see its too risky and they'd rather relax and enjoy a nice whisky. ...
#depression
#breakup
#SelfHarm
#alcohol
#addiction
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