Addiction. Poems - Poems about Addiction.

They wear no crown, no armor bright, Yet rule the day and shape the night. With whispered words, a gentle sway, They bend the will and guide the way. Men boast of thrones, of iron hand, Commanding all across the land, But fail to see the softer art— The power held within the heart. Through silence deep and knowing glance, They weave the threads...

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O youth of my land, gather up stones, Not for the mob, nor for bloodied thrones. But to build a revolt, one fierce and true, For the chains of complacency tighten on you. You scroll through life with the fastest finger, A protest born in banter, yet never lingers. ...

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sober now, and every second screams louder than the last. the silence i begged for now drips like acid through my spine. when i was high, the world floated — hazy, dull-edged, a soft lie i could breathe in. without choking on memory. without shaking from truth. but now i wake up to light too sharp for eyes that have seen too much, and sleep...

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Building castles within my own confinement only to be hit with the harshest of realities & replaying what it means to be broken, to heal, and relapse over and over again. Numbing the weight of so many life choices Drowning out screams from all different voices. Lord please me show me your grace. Seeing myself in the...

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LETTER TO ALCOHOL Ingested poison Ingested pain Ingested hurt Constant rain Consumptions of an illusion, Bruised, Bitter, and Broken. Ingested false realities and Trumas never spoken Secrets within the eyes hidden behind a smile Ingested loss of self gone for miles and miles and miles I allowed you Jack to plot with Daniel Jose to lead me astray And Johnny to walk me...

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They inhale the poisonous substance, adduction had no power over resistance; their brain's responsiveness is too slow: look at them: their glance is so mellow! This is the offspring of the floating potheads, they renounce everything that means strides; they sit in a relaxed pose with mindless eyes: soldiers fight the wars, while they enjoy puffs. " Vacant glances and sunken...

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In the midst of my loneliness I find myself plagued by my fears Altered to seek for love In places where my soul be dead In the midst of my loneliness I am a slave to my thoughts In a dream I am dragged by a rope to drink from dirty water In the midst of...

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You asked me a question without saying a word. Could I ever love again? I couldn't find the answer. should I ever want to? The words that escaped my mouth. then you asked them to show you things you already knew to be true. So I obliged. No deflections or misconceptions to...

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God is watching you. He is watching me Whether you are a believer or godless He is ringing the dinner bell, come home Heaven's table is crowded with the dead Stay away a little longer to make room Don’t do anything to shorten your life Don’t be in the wrong place at the wrong time He doesn't seem to care if you...

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lows over my eyes trying kill what's inside just a different drive hi jacked the vibe trying to bug my line get sprayed with pesticide you see them thuggin I'm with the plug trippin on luggage why you fronting I see you trucking moving sluggish hop out the bucket it's all for nothing let's get this money...

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You know where he's at He been in Gotham, Whole city lit, He grew and blossomed. What he touches, he flips, Moves with caution, Always asks if you good Load up attachment. Map in his hands, Survives in the woods, Light up a match He’s good in the hood. Hustle forever, forever he should, Walked through a path With booby traps like the Goonies would. He grew up a...

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season ending spring yet birds still so sing heated temps of summer rings 5/23/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025...

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I remember how you used to roll your popcorn popper across the floor grinning and not paying attention to where you were going— and how happily you pretended to drive the rusty ’49 GMC pickup I was still trying to restore: Rosie, we called her, after Rosie the Riveter. Remember the didgeridoo? I bought it for you after we saw a performance of a didgeridoo quintet from down under. And...

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Cooking up a meal, Give a deal, Hit the reel keep spinning... Flip it and win, Feel the rush just for a minute. Inhale, I prevail I want the diamonds that glisten. Talking to this toxic girl, But I got no feelings. I burn bridges sometimes, 'Cause I don’t like they children. Tryna blemish my image, I drive these hoes to a frenzy. Tryna gaslight me I talk...

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My children it is God's love we seek not a woman's or man. All humans are confused, no one understand. One encounter with the true God. Even church programs will seem odd! All the talk about money and tithe. Offering for prayer, is simply a lie. What we all should be doing is Lifting God high! One touch of His glory and...

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