Best Drug Addiction Poems

I've been trying to fill this hole deep inside my chest.
I promised I plead but you still left like all the rest.
So here I sit once again I’m all alone.
You won't even send a text to my phone.
This is where I fail to stay strong.
This life of mine starts to go wrong.
I took my lighter...

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We have 72 hours to make this place presentable or we've got nowhere to live. Or at least not here. 
He helps with nothing. I sit, disappointed-again. Over something he's done. Again. 

I wish I were her. Heroin. I wish he lied for me.  I wish he wanted me with the same amount he...

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I want to be
the best version of me.
I want to believe
in myself
and my recovery.
I'm tired of living
a life of insanity,
that's not the person
I want to be.
I'm not that person anymore,
now I live in accord.
Harmoniously happy,
thanking God
for my sobriety.
I was once surviving,
now I'm thriving.
This is my time,
I'm really trying.
Forgive me for my past,
the changes I've made
are...

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     A few years ago I got sick.  Real sick. Hospital sick.  Near death sick.  But I

survived or I would not be writing this.  I had several surgeries but this story is

not about that.  It is about the drug Fentanyl, a powerful pain killer, ten times

stronger...

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My mind shorts out sometimes 
And my judgment goes out the window 
That's when I do stupid 
& the aftermath makes me feel suicidal. 
Sometimes it leads me right into
Temptation 
& straight into evil. 
Catching myself zoning out,
More often than not,
not on happy thoughts,
But on traumatic events
And everything I feel guilt over.
The grim reaper was...

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I suck at sobriety,
Even though life hasn't been that hard on me?
What excuse do I have
When I have all this support? 

I'm powerless,
Been that way since 16.
There's been times that I thought that I'd changed,
Then the old me returns to turn up the heat.

I'm not a lost soul,
But I'm well on my way at this...

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a false conviction
rejected consideration...

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She cannot keep a job; she has had several. Anger issues.
Cannot spell or write either, or be nice, but those are secondary problems.
Showed up at ten, was supposed to be there at 7:45; always good excuses.
Creative anyway.

Wanted them to give her a recommendation; highly angry at them for not doing it.
Called them prejudiced. They hate...

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grey hooded shadows visit me in half dreams,
speak to me in a language I understand,
their voices filled with laughter and eery screams,
they come riding from a far of foreign land!

they talk of green fields that spread for unseen miles,
of breeze that scatter past tiny pods of seeds,
essence of evil that sanity beguiles,
they crawl down secret...

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Feeling everything at once,
And nothing at all.
Numb?
Maybe.
Just may be the medications,
My therapist says,
Meditation.
The answer,
The problem?
Is manic depression.
Some say disorder,
I scream.
Obsession.
The doctor’s dose me, 
I obliged,
Just because I don’t want to die.
Addiction killed my soul,
Reprive,
Or spiritually die.
I just want to be alive.
A life.
What is a life without drugs and pain?
What’s living without suffering?
Show me the way,
To...

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Meth, my cruel mistress, you had me in your grasp 
With every hit, I felt a rush, my reality began to lapse 
You promised me euphoria, but all you brought was pain 
You took my life, my family, my friends, my everything, in vain 

I was a slave to your power, couldn't break free from...

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Hitler
drug addict
some methamphetamines
administered by a new

doctor, Theodore Morell who assured Hitler he would  
feel great, not even have the flu the rest of
his life; led by this doctor
he became a drug addict

do drugs lead a person down?
down a trail of doom
surely does
look at Hitler's life 


Philosophical statement: " There are many social and ethical...

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As I stand a top this bluff
I stare down at the path
That got me here.
At moments it was
Bleak and narrow
And I thought I’d never see the end.
Never say never,
They say.
Because my life came
Full circle.
I had to lose everything,
To feel like I belonged
To something.
I found out
Who I wasn’t.
I longed for home.
That feeling of security
Is something
I missed...

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I spaced out.
Walked away,
To find a corner
To collapse in.
Seized out,
Suckered into,
A flashbang of 
A flashback.
Collapse into me,
For God’s sake,
Almost didn’t manage to
Safe myself from
The bloodshed.
Take two,
Strike three.
It’s time to recover,
Achieve sobriety
Or face the fact that I’ll become
My own worst enemy.
Institutionalized is no
Place to be,
Rehabs and hospitals confine me.
It’s good to feel safe,
But this place,
These places,
Shouldn’t...

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Bits and pieces of your heart and soul
bits and pieces, fillet and sautéed
for the sad amusement of cruel men with mindless erections
Who snicker and grin
as they lay you down on a bed of nails
Naked and anesthetized
for the purpose of insensate insemination
s and feces, from hearts without soul
s and feces, from cruel little boys, masquerading as...

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