Long Poems About Heroin
#heroin
Long poems about heroin. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Accursed Poppy
Jumping from my skin
Hair-raising flashes and waves
Like winter breezes
Haunted yawns howling
Visionary eyes tearing
Decrepit visage
Memories of sun
Fading obliviously
Looking outward dark
Nervously stretching
Tensley vasoconstricted
Muscle and tendon
Knee jerk reaction
Kicking and thrashing non-stop
Craving more dope
Obsessing over
Symptoms unrelenting still
Focusing...
Hair-raising flashes and waves
Like winter breezes
Haunted yawns howling
Visionary eyes tearing
Decrepit visage
Memories of sun
Fading obliviously
Looking outward dark
Nervously stretching
Tensley vasoconstricted
Muscle and tendon
Knee jerk reaction
Kicking and thrashing non-stop
Craving more dope
Obsessing over
Symptoms unrelenting still
Focusing...
#addiction
#drugs
#haiku
#healing
#heroin
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The enemy that is me
The emptiness that is filling me
Is suffocating me
Paralyzing me
It’s fucken eating me away
The days fly with no purpose
Meaningless to do lists
To make this existence feel somewhat worth living
Somewhat Ok
I’ve ran all the good parts of me and my shambolic life straight into the ground
To cover the shame I smoke
To forget the failure I smoke
To avoid the guilt I smoke
I don’t even get high anymore
But I smoke to be numb
That’s my favorite place to be
Desensitized and lost in a...
Is suffocating me
Paralyzing me
It’s fucken eating me away
The days fly with no purpose
Meaningless to do lists
To make this existence feel somewhat worth living
Somewhat Ok
I’ve ran all the good parts of me and my shambolic life straight into the ground
To cover the shame I smoke
To forget the failure I smoke
To avoid the guilt I smoke
I don’t even get high anymore
But I smoke to be numb
That’s my favorite place to be
Desensitized and lost in a...
#heroin
#shame
#addiction
#honesty
#emptiness
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Rock bottom
f'Hurt people hurt people
To put it short and simple I am a broken woman breaking things
Everything I touch goes to shit
the whole "hell in a hand basket" expression
Cheap caked up concealer to hide the tracks, when I love myself the very least
My life is no longer recognizable to me
spiraling down I find myself drowning in this depression
I've lost the grit to speak up for my life
Long gone is the hope that there will even be a life to speak up for by the time that I'm done
Whatever snapped this time must've been a...
To put it short and simple I am a broken woman breaking things
Everything I touch goes to shit
the whole "hell in a hand basket" expression
Cheap caked up concealer to hide the tracks, when I love myself the very least
My life is no longer recognizable to me
spiraling down I find myself drowning in this depression
I've lost the grit to speak up for my life
Long gone is the hope that there will even be a life to speak up for by the time that I'm done
Whatever snapped this time must've been a...
#heroin
#confessional
#shame
#addiction
#honesty
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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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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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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Heroin