Poems About Drugs Seeking Friendly Advice
#drugs
Poems about drugs seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Today 8:30pm
Today 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Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds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Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds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
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1 Comment
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:02pm
Yesterday 3:02pm
Prisoner
Swallowed by shadows
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
#addiction
#alcohol
#depression
#drugs
#temptation
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0 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 11:30pm
9th Jan 2025 11:30pm
Reverence
I built a temple in my chest,
A sacred place for you to rest.
Your name is stitched beneath my ribs,
A whispered vow, a life to give.
I am the altar, you the flame,
Devotion bound in endless pain.
And every breath becomes your prayer,
A hollow hymn left hanging there.
You write your scripture in my veins,
A litany of sweet remains.
Each word you speak, a curse I crave,
A holy wound, a shallow grave.
I begged for light, you gave me night,
And still, I bathe in your delight.
Consume me—
Take my flesh...
A sacred place for you to rest.
Your name is stitched beneath my ribs,
A whispered vow, a life to give.
I am the altar, you the flame,
Devotion bound in endless pain.
And every breath becomes your prayer,
A hollow hymn left hanging there.
You write your scripture in my veins,
A litany of sweet remains.
Each word you speak, a curse I crave,
A holy wound, a shallow grave.
I begged for light, you gave me night,
And still, I bathe in your delight.
Consume me—
Take my flesh...
#addiction
#drugs
#heroin
#passion
#temptation
57 reads
1 Comment
3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 2:49am
4th Jan 2025 2:49am
Methamphetamine
Needles were never meant to pierce your skin.
My dear, you are not a doll.
Those needles can't sew you back together again.
My dear, you are not a doll.
Those needles can't sew you back together again.
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#grief
#SelfHarm
97 reads
0 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
a lucid haze
My bedsheets smell of
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
#depression
#drugs
#insomnia #marijuana
#insomnia #marijuana
157 reads
12 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 3:05am
10th Dec 2024 3:05am
Loss
Loss of youth
Loss of truth
Loss of innocence
Loss of consequence
Loss of control
But what hurts most is
Loss of hope
Loss of truth
Loss of innocence
Loss of consequence
Loss of control
But what hurts most is
Loss of hope
#addiction
#alcohol
#dark
#drugs
#emptiness
99 reads
5 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
I Was 18 and Stoned, Okay?
What do the stars mean?
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
#college
#drugs
#mountains
97 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 4:42pm
9th Nov 2024 4:42pm
Everything to gain
Sick of myself
Sick of my home
Watching my wasting flesh
Slowly turn into bones
Go where I'm needed
Go where I'm wanted
Where disabling diseases
No longer haunt me
I can be with all the others
Mirrors of me
Who want nothing more
Than to be set free
Free from the desire
Free from the pain
With nothing left to lose
And everything to gain
Sick of my home
Watching my wasting flesh
Slowly turn into bones
Go where I'm needed
Go where I'm wanted
Where disabling diseases
No longer haunt me
I can be with all the others
Mirrors of me
Who want nothing more
Than to be set free
Free from the desire
Free from the pain
With nothing left to lose
And everything to gain
#addiction
#alcohol
#drugs
#emptiness
#regret
158 reads
2 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
135 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 00:54am
22nd Oct 2024 00:54am
“It A Hit!”
CABONI’S ITALIAN RISTORANTE
Manhattan, New York
“Would you like something else to eat, beautiful?”
“Marcus, I’m stuffed to capacity. There is nothing else getting in this dress.”
“Save some room for me later on.”
“I promise.”
Marcus scooted his chair back and stood. He walked around the table.
“Can I have this dance?”
“You certainly can.”
Francine lifted her white dinner napkin from off her lap, and placed it near her China plate. She scooted her chair back, clasped her hand in Marcus’ hand,...
Manhattan, New York
“Would you like something else to eat, beautiful?”
“Marcus, I’m stuffed to capacity. There is nothing else getting in this dress.”
“Save some room for me later on.”
“I promise.”
Marcus scooted his chair back and stood. He walked around the table.
“Can I have this dance?”
“You certainly can.”
Francine lifted her white dinner napkin from off her lap, and placed it near her China plate. She scooted her chair back, clasped her hand in Marcus’ hand,...
#city
#drugs
#love
264 reads
4 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 10:36pm
19th Oct 2024 10:36pm
Dealer
Soul survivor a rebel a rider, you can call me that. Bullets whiz by my head, pistols pointed to my back.
A street entrepreneur my corner is a open market. Yo right here I got it all dope weed and crack.
Watching my life go by as I am counting stacks. I live on borrowed time, yet with my last breath or with my lost of freedom I will pay it back.
But I can't take my cash with me when I am stretched out in the back, of that black Cadillac.
I just don't deal drugs I deal facts, the streets is the biggest pimp in the game I call it the Mack.
Rain sleet or shine...
A street entrepreneur my corner is a open market. Yo right here I got it all dope weed and crack.
Watching my life go by as I am counting stacks. I live on borrowed time, yet with my last breath or with my lost of freedom I will pay it back.
But I can't take my cash with me when I am stretched out in the back, of that black Cadillac.
I just don't deal drugs I deal facts, the streets is the biggest pimp in the game I call it the Mack.
Rain sleet or shine...
#drugs
271 reads
10 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 10:18pm
17th Oct 2024 10:18pm
Affixed with fire— with Adagio
Faded quips of the wanton liar
Swelling lines affixed with fire
Gone to ashes of cooling char
From a distance spreading far
Bated breath, alas to be
Until he sipped catastrophe
You splayed the spool of tethers line
And made the fool drink poisoned wine
From the flesh of tainted brine
As the dark permits decline
Under, at last, the tailors spell
Distressed and cruel; a lot like hell
Tasting the silent Methamphetamine
Of the dark's mescaline
Swelling lines affixed with fire
Gone to ashes of cooling char
From a distance spreading far
Bated breath, alas to be
Until he sipped catastrophe
You splayed the spool of tethers line
And made the fool drink poisoned wine
From the flesh of tainted brine
As the dark permits decline
Under, at last, the tailors spell
Distressed and cruel; a lot like hell
Tasting the silent Methamphetamine
Of the dark's mescaline
#dark
#drugs
153 reads
8 Comments
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