Poems about Drugs
#drugs
Poetry about drug use, abuse and addiction. Poems here cover a broad spectrum of drug poems, from recreational drug use to serious drug addiction. This is poetry about all different types of drugs, including smoking, alcohol, painkillers and prescription medication, and illegal drugs.
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 1:26pm
6th Feb 2025 1:26pm
Wallow
Nowhere is my place.
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping...
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping...
#depression
#drugs
#loneliness
44 reads
2 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 8:10am
1st Feb 2025 8:10am
Game Over
Well as luck would have it
I got the short end of the stick
It could be raining titties
and I'd get hit with a dic
I just broke my last cigarette
and see someone done stole my red bic
Ain't it sick how quick things slip
Into the shadows of the abyss from this eclipse
From a dub to G then a ball now a zip
Never should've taken that last hit
or that first sip
or chopped and crossed
that final little fine flat-line ...
I got the short end of the stick
It could be raining titties
and I'd get hit with a dic
I just broke my last cigarette
and see someone done stole my red bic
Ain't it sick how quick things slip
Into the shadows of the abyss from this eclipse
From a dub to G then a ball now a zip
Never should've taken that last hit
or that first sip
or chopped and crossed
that final little fine flat-line ...
#dark
#despair
#drugs
#fate
#luck
121 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 2:45am
31st Jan 2025 2:45am
Joining A Glam Metal Band Is Not Good
Racquel joined Nemesis on tour.
Everything was going okay before the drugs.
She's found dead in Miami.
Everything was going okay before the drugs.
She's found dead in Miami.
#art
#dark
#death
#drugs
#fiction
56 reads
0 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 4:53pm
30th Jan 2025 4:53pm
White Lines
Leslie likes the white lines on the road
And her coffee table.
The party girl who grew up too fast,
Now asks her 15-year-old niece for cash.
Bouncing from hotel to motel,
You used to be so beautiful—
To think of the woman you could have been
Breaks my heart.
We hung out a couple of times,
You were so much fun to be around.
What broke you? Who hurt you?
Why couldn’t you just walk away from that life?
I loved your smile, your hazel eyes,
The most beautiful brown skin—
You...
And her coffee table.
The party girl who grew up too fast,
Now asks her 15-year-old niece for cash.
Bouncing from hotel to motel,
You used to be so beautiful—
To think of the woman you could have been
Breaks my heart.
We hung out a couple of times,
You were so much fun to be around.
What broke you? Who hurt you?
Why couldn’t you just walk away from that life?
I loved your smile, your hazel eyes,
The most beautiful brown skin—
You...
#drugs
82 reads
2 Comments
Michaelpoet
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 8:38pm
24th Jan 2025 8:38pm
Destination
#addiction
#drugs
31 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 10:04pm
23rd Jan 2025 10:04pm
Bury you 5 ft under tonight
You can try and shout for change
Higher officials suck
Day to day life drains you dry
Nobody gives two fucks!
Professional Castigation
A disbelieving eye
Drug Free America won’t occur
Supply & demand until you die
People here are dazed
Epidemic of handling life
Drunk to remember tomorrow
Buried five feet under tonight
Higher officials suck
Day to day life drains you dry
Nobody gives two fucks!
Professional Castigation
A disbelieving eye
Drug Free America won’t occur
Supply & demand until you die
People here are dazed
Epidemic of handling life
Drunk to remember tomorrow
Buried five feet under tonight
#addiction
#alcohol
#corruption
#drugs
#ignorance
77 reads
8 Comments
veins_of_shame
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 3:59pm
20th Jan 2025 3:59pm
Echoes of Relapse
It comes in the night, as you lay in your bed,
you think you are safe, then it creeps in your head.
It whispers in your ear to come out and play,
"You know that you want to, you've been thinking about it all day."
It holds me tight, promises it'll all be okay,
It'd have to be right? I watched 5 leave today.**
Now that the thought has been placed in my brain,
It's really appealing, I can feel in it in my veins.
I'm ready to go, like you already knew,
but hold up real quick, let's play the tape through:
I'm heading back to Kensington,...
you think you are safe, then it creeps in your head.
It whispers in your ear to come out and play,
"You know that you want to, you've been thinking about it all day."
It holds me tight, promises it'll all be okay,
It'd have to be right? I watched 5 leave today.**
Now that the thought has been placed in my brain,
It's really appealing, I can feel in it in my veins.
I'm ready to go, like you already knew,
but hold up real quick, let's play the tape through:
I'm heading back to Kensington,...
#addiction
#anxiety
#drugs
#healing
#hope
122 reads
4 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
Buffalo NY Sunday (Parody)
Buffalo NY Sunday
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
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The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
----------------------‐
The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
#city
#drugs
#lyrics
59 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 4:15am
15th Jan 2025 4:15am
Station Break
Action, sex, drama, follow the drugs and the money. A cat and mouse game to take over the empire the Nun Runner rules without regards.
Engage your mind in the revenue found on the streets of New York, a gun battle on the strip of Miami, and discreet sex in China town. All this awaits you in the Epic thriller of the Nun Runner's story.
Brought To You By Another K Production™
Engage your mind in the revenue found on the streets of New York, a gun battle on the strip of Miami, and discreet sex in China town. All this awaits you in the Epic thriller of the Nun Runner's story.
Brought To You By Another K Production™
#city
#drugs
160 reads
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Bumped 15th Jan 2025 1:40am
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
123 reads
4 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 1:03am
15th Jan 2025 1:03am
My favorite things (Parody Spoof) lyrics
#drugs
#lesbian
#sex
76 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:30pm
13th Jan 2025 8:30pm
Programmed
I'm as sure as big women barefooted or wearing footies
As cutoff jeans in trailer parks and hoods with hoodies
As Ken and Karen leaving home prepared to attack
Yes as blacks in this country having a bullseye on their back
There are kids in this world that have heard words unslurred
No difference psychologically than when crack or meth purred
Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds
A father of my father, mother of my mother, may have planted the seeds
Innocence met with violence is the way humanity is...
As cutoff jeans in trailer parks and hoods with hoodies
As Ken and Karen leaving home prepared to attack
Yes as blacks in this country having a bullseye on their back
There are kids in this world that have heard words unslurred
No difference psychologically than when crack or meth purred
Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds
A father of my father, mother of my mother, may have planted the seeds
Innocence met with violence is the way humanity is...
#abuse
#drugs
#humankind
78 reads
13 Comments
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