Poems about Heroin
#heroin
Poems about heroin, drugs poetry about heroin, opium and other narcotics. Poems about heroin addiction, lifestyle and the related mental and physical struggles. Also poetry about the war on drugs, global drugs trade and the impact of heroin on users, politics and society.
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
20th Aug 2020 3:31am
20th Aug 2020 3:31am
What Mama Told Dada Made Dada Blush
Beaten up beaten down and left to cry
left to die where
not even the trees can be happy.
Float glide slip slide where the waters
insist you naught be dry, just to cry
some more (unto big weepiness again).
The real night has no shadows to deceive
our senses. It's a place of deep peace. Not
hardly the place of trepidation fulla spooks,
devils, anti-christs, vampires, or the like.
Tis the same
care-free playground where children have a
chance to become saints in any given daylight, ...
left to die where
not even the trees can be happy.
Float glide slip slide where the waters
insist you naught be dry, just to cry
some more (unto big weepiness again).
The real night has no shadows to deceive
our senses. It's a place of deep peace. Not
hardly the place of trepidation fulla spooks,
devils, anti-christs, vampires, or the like.
Tis the same
care-free playground where children have a
chance to become saints in any given daylight, ...
#dark
#children
#spiritual
#heroin
#heroic
54 reads
2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
20th Aug 2020 00:35am
20th Aug 2020 00:35am
Pin cushion
I've been gutted and filleted
Castrated to the bone
Made a pin cushion of myself
Somebody get 911 on the phone
Was doing good for awhile
Then it hit me with a vengeance
Now I've pushed it way too far
I don't think I'll get a second chance
I'm stumblin' and can't feel my legs
Dump me in a cold shower
Don't know how long I'll last
The situation looks dower
Paramedics scream my name
I'm startin' to turn blue
If I could impart my last words
I'd say "Don't let this happen to you!"
Castrated to the bone
Made a pin cushion of myself
Somebody get 911 on the phone
Was doing good for awhile
Then it hit me with a vengeance
Now I've pushed it way too far
I don't think I'll get a second chance
I'm stumblin' and can't feel my legs
Dump me in a cold shower
Don't know how long I'll last
The situation looks dower
Paramedics scream my name
I'm startin' to turn blue
If I could impart my last words
I'd say "Don't let this happen to you!"
#SelfHarm
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
83 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
10th Aug 2020 2:57pm
10th Aug 2020 2:57pm
Bad To Be Glad, But Only Parapsychologically So. (See?)
Dark confuses light
diffusing into gelatinous
pieces of organic matter.
Maybe these colors don't belong together.
Maybe, truth be known, is a mere
state of deluded ego'mind running for dear life
across through evergreen and
permafrost to a loverly string of payment(s)
for that cherished Flo'da beach
priority prospects parlayed through Jesus Christ's
very...
diffusing into gelatinous
pieces of organic matter.
Maybe these colors don't belong together.
Maybe, truth be known, is a mere
state of deluded ego'mind running for dear life
across through evergreen and
permafrost to a loverly string of payment(s)
for that cherished Flo'da beach
priority prospects parlayed through Jesus Christ's
very...
#love
#alcohol
#heroin
#marijuana
#tobacco
67 reads
5 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
19th Jul 2020 8:13pm
19th Jul 2020 8:13pm
My Brown Eyed Boy
I fell in love with a brown eyed boy, it’s not a love I can say I enjoy.
I’m addicted to him but I never would have predicted the pain that would be inflicted.
I should have detected that he injected drugs,
Maybe he felt neglected and heroin made him feel protected.
I don’t think he understands who his choices have affected.
I’m addicted to an addict. Who would have suspected…
I don’t know how I got myself into this mess, but as you would guess it causes me stress.
But it was love at first sight, he’s such a delight… when we don’t fight.
When I stay...
I’m addicted to him but I never would have predicted the pain that would be inflicted.
I should have detected that he injected drugs,
Maybe he felt neglected and heroin made him feel protected.
I don’t think he understands who his choices have affected.
I’m addicted to an addict. Who would have suspected…
I don’t know how I got myself into this mess, but as you would guess it causes me stress.
But it was love at first sight, he’s such a delight… when we don’t fight.
When I stay...
#love
#heroin
#rhyming #addiction
#rhyming #addiction
106 reads
11 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
19th Jul 2020 1:00am
19th Jul 2020 1:00am
Our Addictions
You used to make me feel whole, now im just a lost soul, I lost all control, it was my heart that you stole, now I’m looking for the restart. Laying next to you in bed and still feel worlds apart.
The pain I’m feeling is off the chart, and the cocaine made you insane and I keep asking why I remain as I watch you miss your vein. Man, I really let my life go down the drain.
This wasn’t part of my plan, you pace the room checking the can, talking about “if it’s not there we gotta meet up with the middle man, ya know the one who drives the mini-van” fuck, when did...
The pain I’m feeling is off the chart, and the cocaine made you insane and I keep asking why I remain as I watch you miss your vein. Man, I really let my life go down the drain.
This wasn’t part of my plan, you pace the room checking the can, talking about “if it’s not there we gotta meet up with the middle man, ya know the one who drives the mini-van” fuck, when did...
#love
#dark
#heroin
#rhyming
#addiction
127 reads
4 Comments
TwistedSister
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 7:32pm
9th Jun 2020 7:32pm
Angel of Death
I remember that day so crystal clear
Doctors telling me what I did not want to hear
Despite their best efforts and how hard they tried
How sorry they were my sweet daughter had died
A piece of my heart was suddenly gone
Tell me how am i supposed to move on
Sitting there crying I stared at your face
Remembering your birth and our first embrace
My hopes and dreams died that day
the angel of death took you away
and in that moment my heart was torn
Leaving me to forever mourn
The day that your addiction won
And took you...
Doctors telling me what I did not want to hear
Despite their best efforts and how hard they tried
How sorry they were my sweet daughter had died
A piece of my heart was suddenly gone
Tell me how am i supposed to move on
Sitting there crying I stared at your face
Remembering your birth and our first embrace
My hopes and dreams died that day
the angel of death took you away
and in that moment my heart was torn
Leaving me to forever mourn
The day that your addiction won
And took you...
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
165 reads
11 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...
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...
#mother
#childhood
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
276 reads
youngpoetdreams
Poem Published
11th Apr 2020 3:32am
11th Apr 2020 3:32am
Diamorphine
The grit of the paper feels just like your skin rubbing against me
I'm bleeding again, Absorbing it's venom, hallucinogen
Contorting and extorting, exhorting through thin pale skin, my head is numb, my conscience devoid amid this terrifying run in with you my friend (feind) against cold steel, a world opens up to things surreal
No sun,
Deaf ears,
Vacant eyes,
Silent cries,
Slipping under the undertow of heavy colors and sinking skies,
Such is this ordeal,
Sprouting into misery and flowering foundations of empty symphonies of mindless pleasure, ...
I'm bleeding again, Absorbing it's venom, hallucinogen
Contorting and extorting, exhorting through thin pale skin, my head is numb, my conscience devoid amid this terrifying run in with you my friend (feind) against cold steel, a world opens up to things surreal
No sun,
Deaf ears,
Vacant eyes,
Silent cries,
Slipping under the undertow of heavy colors and sinking skies,
Such is this ordeal,
Sprouting into misery and flowering foundations of empty symphonies of mindless pleasure, ...
#death
#drugs
#heroin #addiction
#heroin #addiction
175 reads
2 Comments
akocz
Amanda Kocz
Amanda Kocz
Poem Published
9th Apr 2020 12:25pm
9th Apr 2020 12:25pm
Good-Bye Heroin
You've been with me half my life
Been so close could call you my wife
Thank you for all you've gotten me through
But I hate everything you make me do for you
All the guilt, shame, and anger
Always putting myself in danger
I hate you and all that you stand for
Time for me to head towards the door
For this is it my good-bye
Because I no longer want to die
Been so close could call you my wife
Thank you for all you've gotten me through
But I hate everything you make me do for you
All the guilt, shame, and anger
Always putting myself in danger
I hate you and all that you stand for
Time for me to head towards the door
For this is it my good-bye
Because I no longer want to die
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
200 reads
1 Comment
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2020 2:45pm
3rd Apr 2020 2:45pm
All We Have Is Now (instrumental by Mors)
I'm living this life
Living to give out my light
No more living a lie
Living to fill it in right, living to fill it in right
Eyes of a lion a lot of the time
Like I light up inside as I know what I got
Fine with the vibes and I leave all my pride
Like I find it within and I know what I'm not
Two dates I got one dash
I lose hate, no time for that
Like who's fake, no mind for rats
Its too late no going back
Isn't it funny i thought I was running
From something I cannot...
Living to give out my light
No more living a lie
Living to fill it in right, living to fill it in right
Eyes of a lion a lot of the time
Like I light up inside as I know what I got
Fine with the vibes and I leave all my pride
Like I find it within and I know what I'm not
Two dates I got one dash
I lose hate, no time for that
Like who's fake, no mind for rats
Its too late no going back
Isn't it funny i thought I was running
From something I cannot...
#courage
#heroin
#addiction
#LifeChangingMoment
#healing
223 reads
2 Comments
Mogwai
Poem Published
27th Mar 2020 00:14am
27th Mar 2020 00:14am
Waking Up
Know me now,
i know myself more than then
still not fully understood,
but more comfortable in my own skin,
full of contradiction and mixed emotions
yet i can handle what is within
i study the complexities of man
and all that is in his hand
beauty and chaos
impotence and resolution
many stoic fingers and limp members
there was a day that the hours didn't matter
the sun didn't have to shine
i could be dead and that would be fine
night was my womb
my own bed my tomb
in times of absolute depravity i found
a...
i know myself more than then
still not fully understood,
but more comfortable in my own skin,
full of contradiction and mixed emotions
yet i can handle what is within
i study the complexities of man
and all that is in his hand
beauty and chaos
impotence and resolution
many stoic fingers and limp members
there was a day that the hours didn't matter
the sun didn't have to shine
i could be dead and that would be fine
night was my womb
my own bed my tomb
in times of absolute depravity i found
a...
#heroin
#addiction
#SelfDiscovery
132 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2020 4:09am
23rd Feb 2020 4:09am
Wm. S.Burroughs jr's Directorial Debut
pink little shiv stuck through brownish
rib bones, Twisted to grindmeat, sliced upward
to allow viscera to fall muddied & doped for it's interest,
Very old fella in stands off. fondling a cat, bemoaning
"jeezuschist. We done it wit more humanity and sympathy
the week between Nagasaki and Hiroshima! You asses have
no empathy, no sympatico, too much time on yr hands. Get
th fuck the outta here before i call the blowjoberrin cops'n'yr
toothless faggot grandparents. (looking fort the betterlife life).
Get out, now!"
no wonder...
rib bones, Twisted to grindmeat, sliced upward
to allow viscera to fall muddied & doped for it's interest,
Very old fella in stands off. fondling a cat, bemoaning
"jeezuschist. We done it wit more humanity and sympathy
the week between Nagasaki and Hiroshima! You asses have
no empathy, no sympatico, too much time on yr hands. Get
th fuck the outta here before i call the blowjoberrin cops'n'yr
toothless faggot grandparents. (looking fort the betterlife life).
Get out, now!"
no wonder...
#death
#drugs
#heroin #LifeAsAWriter
#heroin #LifeAsAWriter
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4 Comments
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