Poems About Heroin Seeking Honest Critique
#heroin
Poems about heroin seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 4:35pm
27th Nov 2021 4:35pm
MVNTRA - Instrumental by Mors
Mental mindscapes sliding into decay
Organic transplanted vibing up on silicon slate
The Poisonous taste, the point that I make the mistake
the misstep, the secret kept, eyes wet as I fall...
Imposter syndrome
simply the symptom of sickness
sinking in like thinking if I kill the witness
Easy to ask for forgiveness
Need no permission to spit this
off the prescription, I get in
fits of dissociation
but with it I'm not feeling anything
any pain, any joy
empty signal in the noise
I'm annoyed and...
Organic transplanted vibing up on silicon slate
The Poisonous taste, the point that I make the mistake
the misstep, the secret kept, eyes wet as I fall...
Imposter syndrome
simply the symptom of sickness
sinking in like thinking if I kill the witness
Easy to ask for forgiveness
Need no permission to spit this
off the prescription, I get in
fits of dissociation
but with it I'm not feeling anything
any pain, any joy
empty signal in the noise
I'm annoyed and...
#depression
#dark
#heroin
#addiction
#suffering
943 reads
3 Comments
GypsySoul86
Poem Published
5th Jun 2021 4:49am
5th Jun 2021 4:49am
INK
Darkness seeps in silently
thick as blood.
Black as ink,
slithers slowly
spreads it's claw tipped wings.
Tendrils and talons
seize hold of reason,
beguiling caresses
leave behind lesions.
Sharp fangs bite into hope,
silver tongue swallows the screams.
Deft paws shake apart faith,
strong jaws rip open dreams.
Sightless it watches
mindless it schemes,
timeless and ageless
consumes soon all things.
thick as blood.
Black as ink,
slithers slowly
spreads it's claw tipped wings.
Tendrils and talons
seize hold of reason,
beguiling caresses
leave behind lesions.
Sharp fangs bite into hope,
silver tongue swallows the screams.
Deft paws shake apart faith,
strong jaws rip open dreams.
Sightless it watches
mindless it schemes,
timeless and ageless
consumes soon all things.
#dark
#BDSM
#heroin
#despair
#obsession
1137 reads
11 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd May 2021 2:07pm
2nd May 2021 2:07pm
hello freedom no more kids
#heroin
#culture
#heroic #tradition
#heroic #tradition
508 reads
3 Comments
FireHeart
Poem Published
24th Mar 2021 8:53pm
24th Mar 2021 8:53pm
New passions
The artists, the poets, the painters of soul... those are the ones that are most judged.. for they display their emotions out in public, and the vulnerablity sets them free.. they are the most criticised, but do not fear, for art was never meant to please all.. but to prevoke the minds of those that resonate... she is art, some may find strange.. she is beauty beyond measure.. it takes a lifetime and some, to find something as unique, inticing and colourful as the sculpure that you are..
Art is meant to push boundries, plant seeds and arouse emotions... passions... most may not...
Art is meant to push boundries, plant seeds and arouse emotions... passions... most may not...
#love
#heroin
#WritingPoetry
537 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2021 5:17pm
22nd Mar 2021 5:17pm
bye boy
get off my plain you ignorat demons///Katja no it's catch her in the rye =lye
#heroin
613 reads
7 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
5th Dec 2020 7:46am
5th Dec 2020 7:46am
Some Day
It’s a pain, no rain can wash away.
I should go but I always stay.
It’s a game, no soul should play.
Here I remain, lies whispered “everything is okay”
Restrained by this chain, for you I continue to pray.
Needle in your vein, he’ll get clean some day
It’s a pain, no rain can wash away.
I should go but I always stay.
It’s a game, no soul should play.
Here I remain, lies whispered “everything is okay”
Restrained by this chain, for you I continue to pray.
Needle in your vein, he’ll get clean some day
It’s a pain, no rain can wash away.
#love
#heroin
#rhyming
#addiction
#hurt
870 reads
4 Comments
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
501 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
515 reads
5 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
1484 reads
13 Comments
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
740 reads
3 Comments
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
965 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
504 reads
4 Comments
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