Addiction. Poems - Poems about Addiction.

Tattered by bad decisions, misdirected, unheard questions that remain answered. In a dilemma unequivocally side tracked by distorted thoughts that occupy one's mind in such a matter. On many occasions succumbed by blindspots, Yielded by one way symbols, directional lights. Illuminated calmly on one's voyage a mission of a shift . A changeover of uncertainty,...

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Love is thinner than a piece of cheesecloth, transparent yet confusing to navigate. More conservative than a political debate More hearts are broken than mended . I am determined to search globally for an end to this love. We desire it fiercely and embrace our fate to heal humanity. Love may be a fleeting remedy, Yet we pursue it with fervent...

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Scratches all over my body, Pouring into the glass of wine that spilled over my wound, Counting on my fingers, the night terrors, Scrambling to find the door where my heart belongs. ...

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It’s so strong The urges The addiction Weak in what merges Me To only have to ask to forgive me Perfection is far from me No it’s Not easy to admit But the truth isn’t hard to see But you’re still here With me Your patience is authentic Seeing the pain in your eyes When I ask and do Embarrassed is my truth Yet I still go...

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Middle of the night, I woke up wide. Staring at the ceiling, I heard the rhythms of my breathing. Fidgety, I was on the edge. Did I forget some pledge? Special day of someone I adore, Or I missed some pressing chore. Delving deep into my mind, I got no answer, it was blind. Yet the restlessness did not subside, Till I saw the date...

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Too hyper. Caffeine and nicotine, a constant cycle on repeat. Fidgety, can't sit still. Can't sit still. Not enough caffeine, not enough nicotine, not enough tattoos. Can't stand the silence. Listening to the waves' crashing to drown out the spiral of thoughts racing through my head. Brain, a constant whirlwind of thoughts. Maybe just one more drag of nicotine? Maybe a...

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That clean crisp bubbly taste. That clean crisp bubbly taste I crave. That taste just one more sip, one more sip to drown out the noise, one more sip to forget about everything. One turns into two, two turns into six, God knows it goes down easier than water. I used to be able...

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I think a lot in my head I wish I could just go to bed Blinded by thoughts and emotions The seas of thunder and errosion The crickets seep into the ears Blinded by the emotional tears My brain is exhausted and toasting My head spinning like it’s roasting These thoughts I can’t stop Accelerating to the...

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I trace every move you make, I trace every note you breathe. But you're a Mozart in disguise How could I ever compete? Blind with tears and rage, I compared myself to what seemed bulletproof, All while my doubts built up inside, Forming an invisible bruise. I tried to be more like you Though I knew it was no use. I swallowed all your words, Like...

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The wheels of the chaotic times churn for them the sands of crushed dreams in the desert of desiccated life, settling frenzied on the unstratified fragile structure of the disorganized dunes of desolate existence. The sequestered moments of distressed awareness, drift the dust of disarray to the foyer of failed being. The truth of trustful conviction...

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When you were born I was surprised, of this precious little girl of mine; looking up at me with big eyes of wonder, I cried tears of joy of this precious little girl of mine. I watched you as a little girl trying to grow up fast, wanting to play with the big kids as little...

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I saw you walk in with that grin you always wore. with the hoody that you always gave me so I would be warm. im cold now, freezing in the love that we always swore breathless, tangled in what was from before i feel the walls caving, what happened to the god above? i feel my mind racing, gosh i...

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I finally found the source to re-gain control in my life Control against addictions or afflictions even the ethereal It directly correlatives to the rheostat of my faith Not just gripping my faith keeping it safely central Decades of trial and error have come to bear fruit A new chapter in my life but with an actual binder Ability to embrace...

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cat hisses at dog dog retaliates growls at the fending purring 07/14/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025© ...

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