Poems About Heroin Seeking Honest Critique
#heroin
Poems about heroin seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Cleansing
There is something so very consoling for me about the rain
The way the universe speaks,
Perhaps even cries
Expressing itself through the roaring thunder and strikes of lightening
I've always found myself in a state of effortless imperturbabilty
Consuming myself in the rain and all it brings
The feel of it on your skin, the smell, the sound
Bringing life to all on the verge of or that have already died
I could use a good cleansing
I am filthy beyond belief
Beyond what I am willing to admit to myself or say out loud
The...
The way the universe speaks,
Perhaps even cries
Expressing itself through the roaring thunder and strikes of lightening
I've always found myself in a state of effortless imperturbabilty
Consuming myself in the rain and all it brings
The feel of it on your skin, the smell, the sound
Bringing life to all on the verge of or that have already died
I could use a good cleansing
I am filthy beyond belief
Beyond what I am willing to admit to myself or say out loud
The...
#heroin
#confessional
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#weakness
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I'm on the program
She stated
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#philosophical
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Day after day, night after night
One shot
One fix
One more
Just in case
Sleep deprived
Counting time
Remembering
That bitter taste
What you want
What you need
You stop
And count in haste
A pre-spent life
Of pain and fear
Too real to go
To waste
One fix
One more
Just in case
Sleep deprived
Counting time
Remembering
That bitter taste
What you want
What you need
You stop
And count in haste
A pre-spent life
Of pain and fear
Too real to go
To waste
#heroin
#addiction
#MovingOn
#healing
#success
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The pit

#drugs
#heroin
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don't speak of the days after
It’s been 1,732 days.
Do you remember
At your funeral
How I walked with my head down
Afraid if I lifted my eyes
One of your other girls
Sitting in black
Waiting in back,
Observed my lack
Of interest in them
That was at the forefront
Of my mind
I hated them all.
And the night we found you
I looked through your garbages
For used condoms….
why did i do that…..
We finally found your phone
And charged it and it didn’t stop
Dinging
Constantly ringing ...
Do you remember
At your funeral
How I walked with my head down
Afraid if I lifted my eyes
One of your other girls
Sitting in black
Waiting in back,
Observed my lack
Of interest in them
That was at the forefront
Of my mind
I hated them all.
And the night we found you
I looked through your garbages
For used condoms….
why did i do that…..
We finally found your phone
And charged it and it didn’t stop
Dinging
Constantly ringing ...
#death
#heroin
#addiction #healing
#addiction #healing
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Track marks nobody knows how or why for that matter
The reveille blows
D
A
W
N
Shooting squad
Burning fields summoned white dragons
Poppies as far as the eye can see
Blood soaked irrigation
A family affair
Silver spooned tourniquet
The pharmacy is that way
Sister morphine quick fetch the Fentanyl
Need to killer the suffering quicker
The reveille blows
D
U
S
K
Come
Everybody knows
D
A
W
N
Shooting squad
Burning fields summoned white dragons
Poppies as far as the eye can see
Blood soaked irrigation
A family affair
Silver spooned tourniquet
The pharmacy is that way
Sister morphine quick fetch the Fentanyl
Need to killer the suffering quicker
The reveille blows
D
U
S
K
Come
Everybody knows
#soldiers
#war
#drugs
#heroin
#PTSD
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Opioids and Mutilation
That was your game
at least it was when we met
Downing morphine like it was going out of fashion and you the trend setting queen
Slow release tablets
white lightning chasers with a nibbled kebab for company
A certain stench masked behind Mr muscle
Almost as if someone had opened the door a tiny crack as if to summon death
Those tastes
rationed out on the end of tiny spoons
Just enough to numb the tiny pricks
but nowhere close to kill the pain
Head spinning from the oncoming freight train migraine...
at least it was when we met
Downing morphine like it was going out of fashion and you the trend setting queen
Slow release tablets
white lightning chasers with a nibbled kebab for company
A certain stench masked behind Mr muscle
Almost as if someone had opened the door a tiny crack as if to summon death
Those tastes
rationed out on the end of tiny spoons
Just enough to numb the tiny pricks
but nowhere close to kill the pain
Head spinning from the oncoming freight train migraine...
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#LifeChangingMoment
#PTSD
517 reads
5 Comments
As the snow swallows glows

#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#temptation
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A DANCE WITH THE DEVIL

#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
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A Junkie's Paradise.

#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
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Will You?
Every night the locals fight,wage war upon the street, it's f.t.m* and us & them with copper's on the beat,
So many hidden agendas it's the calm before the storm, and so much Police corruption hides behind the uniform,
But what d'you do? We ain't brand new, we're breaking every rule,we're Scousers on a mission see, here in Liverpool,
As yella fella* crawling by out headed to the job, no doubt with much harassment there for Walton's Deli Mob*.
Our Walton boys are soldier's, and this shit I can't condone,
In the last decade alone we've buried three of Walton's...
So many hidden agendas it's the calm before the storm, and so much Police corruption hides behind the uniform,
But what d'you do? We ain't brand new, we're breaking every rule,we're Scousers on a mission see, here in Liverpool,
As yella fella* crawling by out headed to the job, no doubt with much harassment there for Walton's Deli Mob*.
Our Walton boys are soldier's, and this shit I can't condone,
In the last decade alone we've buried three of Walton's...
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction #temptation
#addiction #temptation
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My Next Thirty Quid...

#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
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DU Poetry : Poems About Heroin Seeking Honest Critique