Poems About Addiction Published by Members Recently Online
#addiction
Rew
Poem Published
11th Jan 2024 2:10pm
11th Jan 2024 2:10pm
Mind Games
They ply their trade on social sites
hidden within dim electrons,
neurons fire it feels great might
this mind-raper this thrill bringing troll.
It'll batten on some poor sweet thing
its leeching tendencies reversed
instead of sucking it'll blow foul gas
inside, till they beg for... the worst.
We'll stutters and stammers our no's
but it slides inside it knows no bounds
it ejaculates our needs this way so,
eyes and ears to brain then, through our mouths.
No prophylactics can...
hidden within dim electrons,
neurons fire it feels great might
this mind-raper this thrill bringing troll.
It'll batten on some poor sweet thing
its leeching tendencies reversed
instead of sucking it'll blow foul gas
inside, till they beg for... the worst.
We'll stutters and stammers our no's
but it slides inside it knows no bounds
it ejaculates our needs this way so,
eyes and ears to brain then, through our mouths.
No prophylactics can...
#addiction
#dystopian
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THELOSTONE666
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2023 3:12am
22nd Jul 2023 3:12am
Relapse
I feel as if any day now I'll relapse so I smoke and drink till I almost collapse life is a gamble feels like I'm losing my life to the devil in a demonic game of craps sometimes I feel emotionally cold like after the Titanic sank and crashed I've been feeling like my throat and wrist should be slashed because I wanna die fast only then will my problems be a thing of the past when I say "I wanna die fast only then will my problems be a thing of the past " really I'm just lying to myself if I die fast I'll just forever be mourned in a fancy urn made of Victorian style glass.
#drugs
#addiction
488 reads
13 Comments
THELOSTONE666
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2023 3:12am
22nd Jul 2023 3:12am
Relapse
I feel as if any day now I'll relapse so I smoke and drink till I almost collapse life is a gamble feels like I'm losing my life to the devil in a demonic game of craps sometimes I feel emotionally cold like after the Titanic sank and crashed I've been feeling like my throat and wrist should be slashed because I wanna die fast only then will my problems be a thing of the past when I say "I wanna die fast only then will my problems be a thing of the past " really I'm just lying to myself if I die fast I'll just forever be mourned in a fancy urn made of Victorian style glass.
#drugs
#addiction
488 reads
13 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
Real Pain
#addiction
#heartbroken
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
187 reads
19 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
Real Pain
#addiction
#heartbroken
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
187 reads
19 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
Real Pain
#addiction
#heartbroken
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
187 reads
19 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
26th Sep 2024 00:03am
Real Pain
#addiction
#heartbroken
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
187 reads
19 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
9th May 2024 5:17pm
9th May 2024 5:17pm
Lisbeth (with mood board)
One more mood board for today. My apologies if it's offensive to some. That was not my intention.
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#gothic
#love
160 reads
3 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
9th May 2024 5:17pm
9th May 2024 5:17pm
Lisbeth (with mood board)
One more mood board for today. My apologies if it's offensive to some. That was not my intention.
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#gothic
#love
160 reads
3 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
9th May 2024 5:17pm
9th May 2024 5:17pm
Lisbeth (with mood board)
One more mood board for today. My apologies if it's offensive to some. That was not my intention.
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#gothic
#love
160 reads
3 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
9th May 2024 5:17pm
9th May 2024 5:17pm
Lisbeth (with mood board)
One more mood board for today. My apologies if it's offensive to some. That was not my intention.
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#gothic
#love
160 reads
3 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
9th May 2024 5:17pm
9th May 2024 5:17pm
Lisbeth (with mood board)
One more mood board for today. My apologies if it's offensive to some. That was not my intention.
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
LISBETH
In the vampire movie, I’m the kid with the gun. I feel your hands like others feel God, close all the shutters and collect the tire wrenches. Oh my hunger shakes. It's haunting the way my wrists curl around your neck, dripping with the most delicate of charms. At night I cry over your gap-toothed smile, the windmills troubling me as I collect hostile swans. Your breathing making me tremble like a kitten. Mother tells me I look terrible without makeup. In high school...
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#gothic
#love
160 reads
3 Comments
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