Long Poems About Drugs
#drugs
Long poems about drugs. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:35pm
Yesterday 4:35pm
F*ckBoy
Punk pussy pushing bitches speaking to a man like a boy
Motherfuckers wanna know why you went there boy
Shit I absorb flows like a motherfucking kotex
That's until your shit spills over, then I go straight for the neck
The jugular is a vein, I need that carotid artery
A simple nick and shit has been fixed, spraying like Persian missile artillary
Don't cry bitch, you're not the only one that can spit
Wait a minute while I roll this shit and take me a hit
Purp twisted, sipping on some fucking lean
My boy, Raw Dawg, came through with that...
Motherfuckers wanna know why you went there boy
Shit I absorb flows like a motherfucking kotex
That's until your shit spills over, then I go straight for the neck
The jugular is a vein, I need that carotid artery
A simple nick and shit has been fixed, spraying like Persian missile artillary
Don't cry bitch, you're not the only one that can spit
Wait a minute while I roll this shit and take me a hit
Purp twisted, sipping on some fucking lean
My boy, Raw Dawg, came through with that...
#violence
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
24 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:25pm
Yesterday 4:25pm
Gotcha
You green ham, like Sam, you fucking started
Acting all retarded like a brain that farted
Or runny like a nose that's gone all snotted
You're gonna get yourself all gotted, by a sure nuffer who's Glotted
You went underground, missing, but now you've been spotted
Standing at the bar getting all barcarded
Fucking vision all blurred you can't see what's been plotted
Smoking that laced up shit that was once potted
Shit jumped off it had nothing to do with you
It was a couple of loud mouths representing their crew
Without...
Acting all retarded like a brain that farted
Or runny like a nose that's gone all snotted
You're gonna get yourself all gotted, by a sure nuffer who's Glotted
You went underground, missing, but now you've been spotted
Standing at the bar getting all barcarded
Fucking vision all blurred you can't see what's been plotted
Smoking that laced up shit that was once potted
Shit jumped off it had nothing to do with you
It was a couple of loud mouths representing their crew
Without...
#death
#drugs
#revenge
19 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd May 2020 3:30am
23rd May 2020 3:30am
The Blame Game
She claimed there was nothing in this world that she ever wanted
Until she found out that she was pregnant and that baby she wanted
This baby would be more than a comfort, it was a part of her
That was until the delivery, he was spanked and the baby never stir
The situation was so tragic it shattered her mind
A casulty of war, like magic, returning from the front line
Coming up out of the hospital, to bury her baby, no time to think of him dying
Family members saw all the symptoms but they all said she'ld be just fine
Hit after hit on that...
Until she found out that she was pregnant and that baby she wanted
This baby would be more than a comfort, it was a part of her
That was until the delivery, he was spanked and the baby never stir
The situation was so tragic it shattered her mind
A casulty of war, like magic, returning from the front line
Coming up out of the hospital, to bury her baby, no time to think of him dying
Family members saw all the symptoms but they all said she'ld be just fine
Hit after hit on that...
#death
#SelfHarm
#drugs
#healing
#hurt
37 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
21st May 2020 8:57pm
21st May 2020 8:57pm
Putting In Work
I've tried to suppress me
I refuse to be caged
It's making me sick
Trying to contain this rage
Tasty visions of bodies openly displayed
Tearing through your chest to gnaw on your rib cage
The thought of an open chest does more than entice
My hunger for death is my only vise
Looking for exactly where the body and soul are spliced
I grabbed a scalpel and rolled the dice
Using a machete to hack past the sternum
Be careful of the organs, try to to 'bruise them
You can always have a bar b cue and reuse...
I refuse to be caged
It's making me sick
Trying to contain this rage
Tasty visions of bodies openly displayed
Tearing through your chest to gnaw on your rib cage
The thought of an open chest does more than entice
My hunger for death is my only vise
Looking for exactly where the body and soul are spliced
I grabbed a scalpel and rolled the dice
Using a machete to hack past the sternum
Be careful of the organs, try to to 'bruise them
You can always have a bar b cue and reuse...
#dark
#death
#drugs #MentalHealth
#drugs #MentalHealth
58 reads
4 Comments
kissthesky
Poem Published
20th May 2020 3:10am
20th May 2020 3:10am
extracting guidance from a forgotten monologue
extracting guidance from a forgotten monologue:
the younger siblings' perilous plight amongst covid ops and the public resource bandit
ft lee harvey oswald
hear yee, hear yee
don't breathe over here
please
yeet yeet, brother
better count
that six feet
over;
unless you'd rather
that six feet
under;
or perhaps
just stay
that six feet under
the cover of your own roof;
as
the horsemen of the
public health and safety
militia
implore ...
the younger siblings' perilous plight amongst covid ops and the public resource bandit
ft lee harvey oswald
hear yee, hear yee
don't breathe over here
please
yeet yeet, brother
better count
that six feet
over;
unless you'd rather
that six feet
under;
or perhaps
just stay
that six feet under
the cover of your own roof;
as
the horsemen of the
public health and safety
militia
implore ...
#politics
#drugs
#rebellion
29 reads
1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
15th May 2020 3:46am
15th May 2020 3:46am
Sucker Punch
Hey Yo, I need that, you promised to get it right fucking back
If i said it, I meant it, and that's a fact
Give me a few to get with me and my man
Scope some shit out and then lay down a plan
Then I'll come back adding some interest
I'm eyeing his ass, to see if he shows interest
Laters were exchanged, this was a friendly round
The next time you come, I know shit is going down
Dates had to be pushed up, money had to be made
Met with everyone and a plan was laid
We had a very small window between drops and pick ups ...
If i said it, I meant it, and that's a fact
Give me a few to get with me and my man
Scope some shit out and then lay down a plan
Then I'll come back adding some interest
I'm eyeing his ass, to see if he shows interest
Laters were exchanged, this was a friendly round
The next time you come, I know shit is going down
Dates had to be pushed up, money had to be made
Met with everyone and a plan was laid
We had a very small window between drops and pick ups ...
#violence
#death
#drugs
52 reads
4 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
15th May 2020 00:08am
15th May 2020 00:08am
"Risks" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 5/7/2015
#relationships
#sex
#money
#drugs
#art
60 reads
2 Comments
Lazy_Dead
.Julia.
.Julia.
Poem Published
13th May 2020 10:41pm
13th May 2020 10:41pm
Lost Boy
Guess it’s true,
Lost boys, never grow up...
But...
Doesn’t it get old?
Living life as a
proverbial teenage boy?
Physically maturing,
yet emotionally and experientially,
depraved...
Maybe it’s just me, but
I don’t understand the appeal.
then again...
I always viewed the story
of Peter Pan,
as a tragedy....
To never grow up...
escaping death,
avoiding responsibility,
and the pains
of adulthood.
Just pure childlike wonder
and bliss, ...
Lost boys, never grow up...
But...
Doesn’t it get old?
Living life as a
proverbial teenage boy?
Physically maturing,
yet emotionally and experientially,
depraved...
Maybe it’s just me, but
I don’t understand the appeal.
then again...
I always viewed the story
of Peter Pan,
as a tragedy....
To never grow up...
escaping death,
avoiding responsibility,
and the pains
of adulthood.
Just pure childlike wonder
and bliss, ...
#relationships
#drugs
#addiction #UnrequitedLove
#addiction #UnrequitedLove
117 reads
21 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
13th May 2020 5:30pm
13th May 2020 5:30pm
Transporter pt.2
My momma beat my ass cause I stuck my finger up like this, like this
Your girl want to ride me cause she knows I can do it like this, like this
The police wants to question me cause I look like this, like this
But they are scare to stop me cause they know I don't miss, don't miss
I don't want you to get me twisted, with this, that, and the motherfucking other
I can put the cow in reversed and get cream out of motherfucking butter
I'm so much more than another stone cutter
That's why all of these bitches out here are sleeping in the fucking gutters ...
Your girl want to ride me cause she knows I can do it like this, like this
The police wants to question me cause I look like this, like this
But they are scare to stop me cause they know I don't miss, don't miss
I don't want you to get me twisted, with this, that, and the motherfucking other
I can put the cow in reversed and get cream out of motherfucking butter
I'm so much more than another stone cutter
That's why all of these bitches out here are sleeping in the fucking gutters ...
#violence
#drugs
28 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
13th May 2020 3:08am
13th May 2020 3:08am
Ma And Me pt. 2
We spread glue down our palms to the fucking tips
Ma and me on a mission to let shit rip
Fuck a check spot, we need a really big score
We need one with compounded interest like never before
Ma said let's hit the dope boys, the wanna be hard
Let's roll up hard and fast, before they can put up their guard
Let's run through the spot, check the safe and the walls
Clean these motherfuckers out, leave them holding their balls
We took the drugs, all jewelry, and the fucking cash
Ma wanted to wear that shit, but she knew that we didn't...
Ma and me on a mission to let shit rip
Fuck a check spot, we need a really big score
We need one with compounded interest like never before
Ma said let's hit the dope boys, the wanna be hard
Let's roll up hard and fast, before they can put up their guard
Let's run through the spot, check the safe and the walls
Clean these motherfuckers out, leave them holding their balls
We took the drugs, all jewelry, and the fucking cash
Ma wanted to wear that shit, but she knew that we didn't...
#love
#violence
#drugs
41 reads
5 Comments
Lazy_Dead
.Julia.
.Julia.
Poem Published
11th May 2020 1:37am
11th May 2020 1:37am
Thanks Mom: Part II
To understand me,
You must understand her.
Two opposing paths, fatefully intertwined.
For so much of who I am,
Is based on what she wasn’t.
Grandpa’s favorite,
his baby girl.
What better way to show favor,
than teach your daughter to
shoot heroin into her veins, at 13?
Sign of love in that world, I guess.
Who am I kidding?
He sealed both our fates that day.
Sending her down a dark and dreary path to her own demise.
Leaving me, navigating life without a mother’s love and guidance...
...
You must understand her.
Two opposing paths, fatefully intertwined.
For so much of who I am,
Is based on what she wasn’t.
Grandpa’s favorite,
his baby girl.
What better way to show favor,
than teach your daughter to
shoot heroin into her veins, at 13?
Sign of love in that world, I guess.
Who am I kidding?
He sealed both our fates that day.
Sending her down a dark and dreary path to her own demise.
Leaving me, navigating life without a mother’s love and guidance...
...
#mother
#childhood
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
112 reads
31 Comments
OG-Poetry
Poem Published
10th May 2020 9:15am
10th May 2020 9:15am
“Crack the King”
chunk of peruvian white
a glass in touch fire light,
that tell tale smell and bubbling sound,
Its a hard hit wet one rolling down,
a red hot lawyer was the talk of the town,
now a wide eyed twisted frown of a clown...
bow to me and angels sing
kiss my ring
for I’m “Crack the King”..
dominating baller of high school lore,
sure 25 points 10 bounds or more, ...
a glass in touch fire light,
that tell tale smell and bubbling sound,
Its a hard hit wet one rolling down,
a red hot lawyer was the talk of the town,
now a wide eyed twisted frown of a clown...
bow to me and angels sing
kiss my ring
for I’m “Crack the King”..
dominating baller of high school lore,
sure 25 points 10 bounds or more, ...
#death
#drugs
#TruthOfLife #addiction
#TruthOfLife #addiction
70 reads
13 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Drugs
