Popular Poems About Addiction
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Popular poems about addiction. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Failing in life
Their cars were motionless
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
#addiction
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#rhyming
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if you give an addict tramadol
if you give an addict some tramadol
he'll take it for the pain
and when he takes it for the pain
he might remember how it feels
to float above his body
watchin his troubles shrink away
if he remembers how it feels
he might want to feel it longer
and if he wants to feel it longer
he might take two instead of one
or four instead of two
if he takes two instead of one
he'll need more when the prescription ends
and if he needs more when the prescription ends
he'll remember old friends with loose morals
...
he'll take it for the pain
and when he takes it for the pain
he might remember how it feels
to float above his body
watchin his troubles shrink away
if he remembers how it feels
he might want to feel it longer
and if he wants to feel it longer
he might take two instead of one
or four instead of two
if he takes two instead of one
he'll need more when the prescription ends
and if he needs more when the prescription ends
he'll remember old friends with loose morals
...
#addiction
#alcohol
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11 Comments
Bet with your head, not over it
Neil Anblomi of Italy took a trip to Las Vegas and sent some letters back home in 1996. His letters telling loved ones his tales of American adventure. One letter told them he had a win of $2,500.00 on roulette. Another was about seeing Wayne Newton live, enjoying the performance immensely. In a postcard to his mother, he talked about how exhausting gambling could be, but told her not to worry. "I am sensible, so I won't blow my savings." He told her of his plans to see the Grand Canyon by helicopter and maybe buy a ticket to a magic show. On August 1st, 1996, Anblomi threw himself...
#addiction
#fiction
#holiday
#satirical
#suicide
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Happy
sadness dwells and I fall
into the depths of self hate
loathing my way of thinking
Will I ever break the chains
Will I ever be comfortable in my own skin
my demons howl, and I shudder
Deep need overcomes me
and it's down to just me alone
and just like dying and being born
I have to face things on my own
somewhere in me my sanity is alert and waiting
but deeply ingrained is the hurt monsters
that make me run to what is familiar
and avoid at all costs the pain
inflicting damage on myself when things...
into the depths of self hate
loathing my way of thinking
Will I ever break the chains
Will I ever be comfortable in my own skin
my demons howl, and I shudder
Deep need overcomes me
and it's down to just me alone
and just like dying and being born
I have to face things on my own
somewhere in me my sanity is alert and waiting
but deeply ingrained is the hurt monsters
that make me run to what is familiar
and avoid at all costs the pain
inflicting damage on myself when things...
#addiction
89 reads
8 Comments
flayed open
It's one of those weeks
where all I'm left with
is the thoughts in my head
and you fill in the gaps
like flies to a corpse
I miss you
I want you
I hate you
I refuse to need you
but my bones ache
with the weight of your absence
And I keep asking myself
what in the actual fuck
am I doing to myself
letting you let live
rent free in this hell
that supposed to my haven?
I don't need this
I don't need you
but here you are
inside me
all the fucking time ...
where all I'm left with
is the thoughts in my head
and you fill in the gaps
like flies to a corpse
I miss you
I want you
I hate you
I refuse to need you
but my bones ache
with the weight of your absence
And I keep asking myself
what in the actual fuck
am I doing to myself
letting you let live
rent free in this hell
that supposed to my haven?
I don't need this
I don't need you
but here you are
inside me
all the fucking time ...
#addiction
#LifeStruggles
#obsession
78 reads
6 Comments
sleepy
corrupted rhythm I can't get out of this thought process
insidious need calls, and I want to get high
scary visions haunt in dreams I do
succumbing to my crave
sleepily crawling through each day
It is with no small effort I obstain
sulking while everyone talks fast
appeasing their demons
while mine starve
Deadly last rites, should I fold
They'll bury me in shame
But what a way to go
The autopsy will read her heart explode
no one would weep after all it was my own damn fault
So I stay clean,...
insidious need calls, and I want to get high
scary visions haunt in dreams I do
succumbing to my crave
sleepily crawling through each day
It is with no small effort I obstain
sulking while everyone talks fast
appeasing their demons
while mine starve
Deadly last rites, should I fold
They'll bury me in shame
But what a way to go
The autopsy will read her heart explode
no one would weep after all it was my own damn fault
So I stay clean,...
#addiction
#drugs
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6 Comments
Fight to live
Eighteen dollars to her name
Can’t survive, it’s all the same
In need of food for her kids
Drugs & booze the way she lives
No ambition to get a job
Unless it’s slobbing on someone’s knob
How much lower can you go
You’ll be remembered as a filthy ho
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
Inside your fucked up selfish mind
Sleazy strip malls is where you hang
Beware the rats with long sharp fangs
Behind the store to get your fix
Fever ignored, getting real sick
...
Can’t survive, it’s all the same
In need of food for her kids
Drugs & booze the way she lives
No ambition to get a job
Unless it’s slobbing on someone’s knob
How much lower can you go
You’ll be remembered as a filthy ho
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
Inside your fucked up selfish mind
Sleazy strip malls is where you hang
Beware the rats with long sharp fangs
Behind the store to get your fix
Fever ignored, getting real sick
...
#addiction
#children
#drugs
#lyrics
#poverty
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Two junkies in love
"Tie me off sweetheart", she said.
Sure honey sweetie baby, I love to watch you vomit
Don't get any on my shoes
Oh fuck it, I'm so in love with you
I even love your puke
You have the cutest drool I've ever seen
I think you're the coolest junkie-musician-poet-visionary I've ever shared a needle with
It would be an honor to get a disease from you
I have herpes scars from the best of them
Let's look for a new vein for you
The others are so flat
WOW, you've really been around
I love a woman with experience.
Sure honey sweetie baby, I love to watch you vomit
Don't get any on my shoes
Oh fuck it, I'm so in love with you
I even love your puke
You have the cutest drool I've ever seen
I think you're the coolest junkie-musician-poet-visionary I've ever shared a needle with
It would be an honor to get a disease from you
I have herpes scars from the best of them
Let's look for a new vein for you
The others are so flat
WOW, you've really been around
I love a woman with experience.
#addiction
#drugs
#heroin
#love
#lover
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6 Comments
Mary Jane
I like to date rape.
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
#addiction
#dirty
#MentalHealth #women
#MentalHealth #women
145 reads
5 Comments
addiction
the chills never saw the summer heat
not that we would ever meet
I'm a little sick inside
and don't even know what to say
it's my participle was dangling
all over your jagged verse
I liked you
the way you cursed
when you came
I'll never be the same
worse, better
apart, together
spreading chapters in unheld inhibition
and every conceivable position
I crave for you
my drug
my drug
it's better
cause I'm a little sick inside
not that we would ever meet
I'm a little sick inside
and don't even know what to say
it's my participle was dangling
all over your jagged verse
I liked you
the way you cursed
when you came
I'll never be the same
worse, better
apart, together
spreading chapters in unheld inhibition
and every conceivable position
I crave for you
my drug
my drug
it's better
cause I'm a little sick inside
#addiction
#drugs
#lover
53 reads
2 Comments
faith
Little faith says I can do anything
suspicious doubt worries
my heart faulters but I stand my ground
Tiny need won't get the best of me
carnal understanding, the body remembers
what it feels like to be impenetrable
my frailty shows, and I fear
still legs shaking, I keep walking
ferocious desire it's on my mind
Some say it's easy
My brain synapses say it's not
It knows one thing
The road to devastation is easier
walking into the sunlit reality
where ever flaw shows daunting
Shrinking violet I am ...
suspicious doubt worries
my heart faulters but I stand my ground
Tiny need won't get the best of me
carnal understanding, the body remembers
what it feels like to be impenetrable
my frailty shows, and I fear
still legs shaking, I keep walking
ferocious desire it's on my mind
Some say it's easy
My brain synapses say it's not
It knows one thing
The road to devastation is easier
walking into the sunlit reality
where ever flaw shows daunting
Shrinking violet I am ...
#addiction
#drugs
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5 Comments
Psychologist’s Summary
Upon examination and after listening to her account, the patient exhibited frequent involuntary eye twitching, which appeared to be a mix of surprise and anxiety. It is unclear whether these symptoms are a result of her reported addiction, or the emotional stress related to her relationship. Despite these challenges, it was evident that she experienced profound love prior to her passing, as reflected in her facial expression and the kindness in her voice.
#addiction
#MentalHealth
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