Poems About Addiction Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about addiction seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Ambjr
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 6:09pm
20th Feb 2025 6:09pm
one too many
hands brace against concrete walls
searchin for somethin solid
in a spinnin world
where streetlights melt
in late november rain
liquored up white lies
slide from a tongue gone numb
drippin like poison
as dawn ticks closer
and memory unravels
the bartender’s face
smears like watercolor
thru the bottom of my glass
measurin out oblivion
in four finger pours
while my phone buzzes
with promises I failed to keep
broken bottle self esteem
catchin glints of moonlight
in parkin lot...
searchin for somethin solid
in a spinnin world
where streetlights melt
in late november rain
liquored up white lies
slide from a tongue gone numb
drippin like poison
as dawn ticks closer
and memory unravels
the bartender’s face
smears like watercolor
thru the bottom of my glass
measurin out oblivion
in four finger pours
while my phone buzzes
with promises I failed to keep
broken bottle self esteem
catchin glints of moonlight
in parkin lot...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
55 reads
15 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 10:30pm
18th Feb 2025 10:30pm
here we go again
You use ideas as weapons
try and make me a villain
in your story
where I'm not
and never have been
the bad guy
You act like boundaries
is a dirty word
when you just want a life
without consequences
I understand that your
flight or flight response
is to turn me into a bitch
so you can be the martyr
but no one is looking
to burn you at the stake
and turning your trauma on me
won't heal the wounds
within either of us
I won't break myself
so you can kill...
try and make me a villain
in your story
where I'm not
and never have been
the bad guy
You act like boundaries
is a dirty word
when you just want a life
without consequences
I understand that your
flight or flight response
is to turn me into a bitch
so you can be the martyr
but no one is looking
to burn you at the stake
and turning your trauma on me
won't heal the wounds
within either of us
I won't break myself
so you can kill...
#addiction
#despair
#DomesticViolence #drugs
#DomesticViolence #drugs
75 reads
4 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 6:31pm
17th Feb 2025 6:31pm
…
the mirror cracks
under the weight of truths
that I've spent years tryin to drown
change is the strangest thing
burnin and strippin away
the comfort of self told lies
I don't wanna know myself
this stranger wearin my skin,
this sloppily pieced together
patchwork of rage and sorrow
blind is easier
leavin myself unquestioned…unchallenged
because the words…
once you say them out loud
you can't take them back
"I'm a fuck up
I'm an alcoholic
I'm a loser
I’m a cheater
I’m a...
under the weight of truths
that I've spent years tryin to drown
change is the strangest thing
burnin and strippin away
the comfort of self told lies
I don't wanna know myself
this stranger wearin my skin,
this sloppily pieced together
patchwork of rage and sorrow
blind is easier
leavin myself unquestioned…unchallenged
because the words…
once you say them out loud
you can't take them back
"I'm a fuck up
I'm an alcoholic
I'm a loser
I’m a cheater
I’m a...
#addiction
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
50 reads
5 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 2:32am
16th Feb 2025 2:32am
War with myself
I face my fears everyday
Creeping through crevices
Of my sacred guarded tower
Subduing me like a hypnotist
Appearing from the dark
With their forbidden enticements
I try looking away
So not to fall for their enchantments
Sneaking inside, they secretly surround
Tempting and twisting my thoughts
Into thinking that
They were everything I sought
I try to run, but there is no escape
I try to scream, but there is no help
Such is my fate
When I'm at war with myself
Creeping through crevices
Of my sacred guarded tower
Subduing me like a hypnotist
Appearing from the dark
With their forbidden enticements
I try looking away
So not to fall for their enchantments
Sneaking inside, they secretly surround
Tempting and twisting my thoughts
Into thinking that
They were everything I sought
I try to run, but there is no escape
I try to scream, but there is no help
Such is my fate
When I'm at war with myself
#addiction
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#drugs
47 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 11:17pm
15th Feb 2025 11:17pm
music junkie #2
I don't share my music playlist
with many people
I don't even share it
with my partner
He likes more upbeat music
and our definitions
of what is upbeat
are very different
(and according to him
I'm doing it wrong)
so I save my dreamy
melancholy tunes
and angsty metal ballads
for people who get my vibe
Because music is my love language
and the more something makes me feel
the harder it is to share with anyone
outside my chosen few
who gets just as high as I do
off...
with many people
I don't even share it
with my partner
He likes more upbeat music
and our definitions
of what is upbeat
are very different
(and according to him
I'm doing it wrong)
so I save my dreamy
melancholy tunes
and angsty metal ballads
for people who get my vibe
Because music is my love language
and the more something makes me feel
the harder it is to share with anyone
outside my chosen few
who gets just as high as I do
off...
#addiction
#hope
#love #music
#love #music
64 reads
2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 1:38am
15th Feb 2025 1:38am
Life
It all seems so simple
Yet I try and fail
I just want to take pleasure
In life's daily struggles and triumphs
Without searching for
A crutch to help me hobble along
I want to laugh and cry
Instead of fazing out
In an emotionless stupor
Hold my boys and know
They want always be boys
Get lost in the gaze
Of my beautiful wife's eyes
And realize how blessed I am
I want to grow old
And see my boys turn into men
While holding my wife's hand
Thinking of how we made it
...
Yet I try and fail
I just want to take pleasure
In life's daily struggles and triumphs
Without searching for
A crutch to help me hobble along
I want to laugh and cry
Instead of fazing out
In an emotionless stupor
Hold my boys and know
They want always be boys
Get lost in the gaze
Of my beautiful wife's eyes
And realize how blessed I am
I want to grow old
And see my boys turn into men
While holding my wife's hand
Thinking of how we made it
...
#addiction
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#redemption
64 reads
5 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 1:59am
10th Feb 2025 1:59am
Broken soul
Exiled into darkness
Imprisoned inside myself
Hollow heart where
No light is left
I guess it's for the best
I'm not giving up, I'm giving in
Now it's time to retreat
To the devil that lies within
Watch myself decay
With noone to save me now
No more rules or laws
No more breaking useless vows
I'll just slip quietly away
Noone to notice or care
A broken soul
Lying withered and bare
Imprisoned inside myself
Hollow heart where
No light is left
I guess it's for the best
I'm not giving up, I'm giving in
Now it's time to retreat
To the devil that lies within
Watch myself decay
With noone to save me now
No more rules or laws
No more breaking useless vows
I'll just slip quietly away
Noone to notice or care
A broken soul
Lying withered and bare
#addiction
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
#sadness
57 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:03pm
9th Feb 2025 9:03pm
your tongue could make angels fall
I went from feeling bad
to feeling worse
I can't rip this darkness out
out of me
You kiss me like I'm heaven
touch my body
like you were born to be
on your knees for me
I'm a goddess again
under the rough praise
of your fingertips
You fuck like it's your job
to make angels fall
you see the divine in me
when I only see the filth
I let you rip me apart
with your delicate violence
until I cease to exist
and in that pure moment of pleasure
I'm as divine as...
to feeling worse
I can't rip this darkness out
out of me
You kiss me like I'm heaven
touch my body
like you were born to be
on your knees for me
I'm a goddess again
under the rough praise
of your fingertips
You fuck like it's your job
to make angels fall
you see the divine in me
when I only see the filth
I let you rip me apart
with your delicate violence
until I cease to exist
and in that pure moment of pleasure
I'm as divine as...
#addiction
#dark
#lover #sex
#lover #sex
221 reads
8 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:46pm
8th Feb 2025 3:46pm
I’m a loser baby
I liked myself better
when I hated myself more
misery had a melody
self destruction had rhythm
now I’m fumblin thru life
like a virgin at an orgy
good intentions but awkward as fuck
my hands remember Rachmaninoff
but my brain has set fire
to the keys
sendin up smoke signals
to a god that stopped listenin
somewhere between genesis
and my one man show of self sabotage
they called me gifted
before my fingers learned to tremble
virtuoso playin tag with oblivion
composin chaos from memory ...
when I hated myself more
misery had a melody
self destruction had rhythm
now I’m fumblin thru life
like a virgin at an orgy
good intentions but awkward as fuck
my hands remember Rachmaninoff
but my brain has set fire
to the keys
sendin up smoke signals
to a god that stopped listenin
somewhere between genesis
and my one man show of self sabotage
they called me gifted
before my fingers learned to tremble
virtuoso playin tag with oblivion
composin chaos from memory ...
#addiction
#depression
#disappointment #music
#disappointment #music
125 reads
10 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
85 reads
0 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 3:32pm
7th Feb 2025 3:32pm
blood and ink/monster and poet 2
don't pretend
pretty words could wash the blood
from your hands
like they could erase the rage
and the moments you chose violence
to feel somethin
to prove that
you weren't fuckin empty
yes…there are echos here
where anger sometimes lives
but…
shut up…
how bout the mirror
that you shattered
just to feel the sting
of broken glass
how bout the way
you'd scream into pillows
tryin to drown out
the sounds in your head
how bout the ways
you would beg darkness
to swallow you ...
pretty words could wash the blood
from your hands
like they could erase the rage
and the moments you chose violence
to feel somethin
to prove that
you weren't fuckin empty
yes…there are echos here
where anger sometimes lives
but…
shut up…
how bout the mirror
that you shattered
just to feel the sting
of broken glass
how bout the way
you'd scream into pillows
tryin to drown out
the sounds in your head
how bout the ways
you would beg darkness
to swallow you ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #PersonalGrowth
#healing #PersonalGrowth
89 reads
2 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
Vestige
I trace the place where you used to rest,
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
#abuse
#addiction
#nightmares
#sadness
#SelfHarm
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1 Comment
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