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.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 10:52am
10th Jan 2025 10:52am
Soulless Zombi
Four walls surround me
And im feeling sick
Don't remember yesterday
Don't know what's real
Blood on my shirt
Mud on my hair
Paranoia's kicking in
The delusions never stop
Living in the moment as they say
Doing what the masses do
Wearing what the masses wear
Going where the masses go
Sacrifice your mind
And your sanity
Disconnect one moment
Spiral to infinity
Midnight strikes the pills go down
You thought this is a story?
Hear the colors see the music
Feel so fucking great ...
And im feeling sick
Don't remember yesterday
Don't know what's real
Blood on my shirt
Mud on my hair
Paranoia's kicking in
The delusions never stop
Living in the moment as they say
Doing what the masses do
Wearing what the masses wear
Going where the masses go
Sacrifice your mind
And your sanity
Disconnect one moment
Spiral to infinity
Midnight strikes the pills go down
You thought this is a story?
Hear the colors see the music
Feel so fucking great ...
#confusion
#drugs
#identity
#MentalHealth
#support
70 reads
12 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
98 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
144 reads
0 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 1:16pm
3rd Jan 2025 1:16pm
House of Doors (Inspired by the tv series Alanta)
somewhere off- somewhere off in a corner pocket of who knows where- where someone who knows- knows, that this is the place, where a person goes, and things happen....
#boredom
#drugs
#escape
#philosophical
#temptation
81 reads
NP_NP
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 4:15pm
2nd Jan 2025 4:15pm
The Rave Girl
I’ve always been in love with energy,
which is why the rave scene felt like home to me.
Dancing to my own delight,
heightened awareness in the pulsing night.
Sweaty bodies moving, a vibrant sea,
lost in a kaleidoscope of light and ecstasy.
I’d perch on a speaker, my frequency alive,
vibrations rippling, helping others thrive.
It was always the odd, the eccentric, the free,
who gravitated toward my energy.
We’d talk for hours or dance without end,
no numbers exchanged, no ties to defend.
For that night, we were free—...
which is why the rave scene felt like home to me.
Dancing to my own delight,
heightened awareness in the pulsing night.
Sweaty bodies moving, a vibrant sea,
lost in a kaleidoscope of light and ecstasy.
I’d perch on a speaker, my frequency alive,
vibrations rippling, helping others thrive.
It was always the odd, the eccentric, the free,
who gravitated toward my energy.
We’d talk for hours or dance without end,
no numbers exchanged, no ties to defend.
For that night, we were free—...
#confessional
#drugs
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
117 reads
3 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Bumped 31st Dec 2024 11:25pm
10th Dec 2024 8:36pm
10th Dec 2024 8:36pm
To Heaven
#dark
#drugs
#horror
#scary
#sex
120 reads
5 Comments
84tabby
Sky99
Sky99
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 6:27pm
23rd Dec 2024 6:27pm
Ride
All it takes is one hit to go on a colorful neon ride. Hold on, for it only last a short time. things will seem unreal and scary at times. But u won't get enough of this joyous ride. D.M.T ur my favorite drug of all time .
#addiction
#drugs
#temptation
77 reads
0 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 1:58am
19th Dec 2024 1:58am
Graffiti
Long hair flowing...genderless
biracial multicolored
graphic on a wide wall.
-- Luscious 6X (lgbtqia2s+)
Words written...
Fuk Da Bitch.
Kill Whitey.
-- Sniper K (RIP)
Little brown man
with a huge red nose
snorting coke.
-- Hunnterr Hit
Signs of the times PEOPLE!
Seen nearly as much
as NO RIGHT & STOP
-- Observed by Paula
A dead or sleeping
young hooker near
the graffiti wall.
-- 911 Call Center (4:20pm - 12/18/24)
biracial multicolored
graphic on a wide wall.
-- Luscious 6X (lgbtqia2s+)
Words written...
Fuk Da Bitch.
Kill Whitey.
-- Sniper K (RIP)
Little brown man
with a huge red nose
snorting coke.
-- Hunnterr Hit
Signs of the times PEOPLE!
Seen nearly as much
as NO RIGHT & STOP
-- Observed by Paula
A dead or sleeping
young hooker near
the graffiti wall.
-- 911 Call Center (4:20pm - 12/18/24)
#boredom
#drugs
#emotions
65 reads
6 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 2:20am
16th Dec 2024 2:20am
Mirror of Self-Loath
Restless & irritable...Pains of uncomfortable, underlining new skin of suffocation. Drowning sober of choking. Treading with my head just above the waves of living life...Hardest job, Work load of constant strident drive. Harder when you don't want to try. Never the driver, just a passenger of backseat status. Can't see ahead, just the rear view mirror of backwards flow, filling the shoes I've already tread. Lectures of I told you so, always a fuck up, sights of never right. Now I recall why I jumped & took this flight of astronomical sight. Ennui feelings of listlessness caused by...
#addiction
#despair
#drugs
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
87 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 12:20pm
15th Dec 2024 12:20pm
Gumdrops falling like rain
Falling from the sky
A shower of gum drops
It burns the tongue so sweetly
So chewy, so gooey – it reminds me to never give up my dreams
AIM HIGH! And climb the giant turd called life!
I wanna go where the acid gumdrops come from
You may want to value my ideas
Life is for living and death is for dying
So make like a gumdrop and flap away flying
Wait a minute... Are you paying attention to me?
Probably not!
Hey! I asked you a question!
Are you paying attention to me?
That's better
Now listen up here...
ACID!...
A shower of gum drops
It burns the tongue so sweetly
So chewy, so gooey – it reminds me to never give up my dreams
AIM HIGH! And climb the giant turd called life!
I wanna go where the acid gumdrops come from
You may want to value my ideas
Life is for living and death is for dying
So make like a gumdrop and flap away flying
Wait a minute... Are you paying attention to me?
Probably not!
Hey! I asked you a question!
Are you paying attention to me?
That's better
Now listen up here...
ACID!...
#drugs
#happiness
#inspirational
#LifeChangingMoment
#satirical
60 reads
4 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
191 reads
12 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 5:09am
14th Dec 2024 5:09am
(Man In Black) Tethered to my Body by a Johnny Thread
(Man in Black)Tethered to my body by a Johnny thread
Been poppin pills
Til the sun rises
Cash is in trouble
Can’t walk the line
It’s in a cave
In Tennessee
Fighting the demons
Heroin numbs him
June comes along
He can’t resist
His secret crush
She’ll save him
Folsom prison blues
San Quentin too
But my name is Sue
How do you do
Rosanne said daddy you gotta
Go to Betty Ford
Can’t have this no more
The man in black
She said no more
...
Been poppin pills
Til the sun rises
Cash is in trouble
Can’t walk the line
It’s in a cave
In Tennessee
Fighting the demons
Heroin numbs him
June comes along
He can’t resist
His secret crush
She’ll save him
Folsom prison blues
San Quentin too
But my name is Sue
How do you do
Rosanne said daddy you gotta
Go to Betty Ford
Can’t have this no more
The man in black
She said no more
...
#addiction
#alcohol
#drugs #heroin
#drugs #heroin
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