Long Poems About Addiction
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Long poems about addiction. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
buddhakitty
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 5:39pm
18th Jan 2025 5:39pm
words from the down side
for a junkie
no high is ever
high enough
not the sky
not outer space
not passing by heaven
and handing God a tissue
to wipe a tear from his eye
for what a junkie does to life
a junkies brain consists
of poisonous spiders
crawling over electrified
barbwire
it goes on day after
self murderous day
addiction shows no respect
to the body,
...
no high is ever
high enough
not the sky
not outer space
not passing by heaven
and handing God a tissue
to wipe a tear from his eye
for what a junkie does to life
a junkies brain consists
of poisonous spiders
crawling over electrified
barbwire
it goes on day after
self murderous day
addiction shows no respect
to the body,
...
#addiction
51 reads
10 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 1:37am
13th Jan 2025 1:37am
memories are an imprecise form of time travel
#addiction
#hope
#LifeStruggles #memories
#LifeStruggles #memories
38 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 8:20pm
12th Jan 2025 8:20pm
Why do you do that to thyself
I can't really understand why do you do that to thyself, 🤔 for it's not going to change anything that you can't change thyself. FOR sure it's literally just a fix for a moment and then you find thyself, sometimes hurting in pain or be getting thoughts on killing yourself or hurting those who care deeply about you. 🤨 YET you continue to do what you do to thyself, thinking it's gonna help you navigate, through the darkness of the evil forces, that seems to control your thoughts calling you affecting your insight and life. Yet you still believe that it's helping you to cope with...
#addiction
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#sadness
59 reads
0 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
A Lullaby in January or A Portrait of Sisterhood
I’m in first grade and the bus drops me off at the bottom of our steep driveway. Jamie waits for me at the top. She has forgotten her house key in her locker at school.
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
Jamie...
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
Jamie...
#addiction
#DomesticViolence
#drugs
#family
#sister
105 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
Fast and Furious
So, my countrymen have decided
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
#abuse
#addiction
#ignorance #SelfHarm
#ignorance #SelfHarm
185 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 11:58am
26th Dec 2024 11:58am
On Her Birthday
Her girlfriends took her out Friday afternoon for her birthday
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
#addiction
#birthday
#friendship
#love
#tragedy
89 reads
6 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 10:48pm
23rd Oct 2024 10:48pm
why do you only call me when you're high?
The phone rings
and I feel like I'm playing
Russian Roulette with
Jekyll and Hyde
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
I answer
And it's all "hey babe
how you doing
I miss you"
and I can pretend
with total conviction
that this is the real you
that this moment in time
is a slice of reality
untainted
30 minutes in and I wish
I hadn't picked up
the fucking phone
...
and I feel like I'm playing
Russian Roulette with
Jekyll and Hyde
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
I answer
And it's all "hey babe
how you doing
I miss you"
and I can pretend
with total conviction
that this is the real you
that this moment in time
is a slice of reality
untainted
30 minutes in and I wish
I hadn't picked up
the fucking phone
...
#addiction
#depression
#drugs #friendship
#drugs #friendship
151 reads
2 Comments
GabyCamargoMiaw
G
G
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
Lost Boy
Among the shadows where the silence breathes,
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
#addiction
#drugs
#healing
#homelessness
#support
256 reads
3 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 8:11pm
22nd Aug 2024 8:11pm
Secret lovers: Chronicles of a f**ked up suburban family
#dark
#sex
#addiction
#erotic
#marriage
205 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 7:36pm
9th Aug 2024 7:36pm
They returned from Vegas, minus one
He was a terrible gambler. Any chance he had he spent his money on some sort of game, machine or table. One summer the family all went to Vegas for a wedding. His nephew was getting married. He wanted to gamble. He can taste it. His wife knew that she had to put her foot down. She was stern and very emotionless when she told him, "NO GAMBLING!" She once mentioned to him during the flight to Vegas, "If you gamble just once I'm going to personally kill you! Don't come back to the room if you do." He promised that he won't. She held everything of his, cards, money etc..
...
...
#addiction
#conflict
#disappointment
#frustration
#weakness
103 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 11:20pm
28th Jul 2024 11:20pm
A Tuesday in July at 6:28 am (Part 2)
On my second day out on the Atlantic City Boardwalk, I headed down towards the Claridge Hotel and Brighten Park. As seen in the picture. The Claridge was once a Hotel/Casino from 1981 to 2014. Since 2014 the Claridge operates as a hotel.
Brighten Park which is adjacent to the hotel sits right off the Boardwalk. This park is home to the Korean War Veterans Memorial which was decicated in July of 2000. Sadly, as I was admiring the wall and statues, about six or seven people were shooting up on the concrete steps. Horrible to see & witness. These were a mix of older & younger...
Brighten Park which is adjacent to the hotel sits right off the Boardwalk. This park is home to the Korean War Veterans Memorial which was decicated in July of 2000. Sadly, as I was admiring the wall and statues, about six or seven people were shooting up on the concrete steps. Horrible to see & witness. These were a mix of older & younger...
#addiction
#city
#homelessness
#nonfiction
#TruthOfLife
108 reads
5 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 3:36am
28th Jun 2024 3:36am
habits die harder in nightmares
It was like one of those
cigarette dreams where you smoke
(or drink or break your
sobriety)
and get pissed at
yourself
but do it anyway
Filthy habits always seem
to die
harder in dreams
So it was with us
last night
We stood on
opposite sides
of a cursed door
foreheads pressed
eyes closed
palms flat
as if we could
transmogrify
the sick regret
to anything
anything
else
through the...
cigarette dreams where you smoke
(or drink or break your
sobriety)
and get pissed at
yourself
but do it anyway
Filthy habits always seem
to die
harder in dreams
So it was with us
last night
We stood on
opposite sides
of a cursed door
foreheads pressed
eyes closed
palms flat
as if we could
transmogrify
the sick regret
to anything
anything
else
through the...
#addiction
#breakup
#depression
#dreams
#nightmares
383 reads
22 Comments
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