Drugs. Poems - Poems about Drugs.

7/13/2025 Many people use drugs or alcohol of any type, to point of ambered, infused, intoxication! They see it as an innocent past time? Or, excuse for a deadly, human abrogration. Yet heavily overused at the most beautiful of celebrations ! But..I mean nobody, will admit they were ever caught at times. In a not so cool participation! Yet if a drunk...

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I’ve knocked on every door of medicine men— doors painted with hope. Swallowed pills of every size and colour. Been told, “This one never fails.” Another promise— fulfilled only in disappointment. The body that once felt mine now feels like a stranger’s— still wearing my name tag. I sleep early, trying to rinse myself from pain, but wake up still dressed in it. The coat I wear? Pain-stitched— by a tailor...

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He sits by the junction scraped knuckles, half a smile a boy with more scars than years each one a story no one asks to hear. I saw the truth in his trembling vow heard the break in his voice when he said he’d left Kush behind but all they saw was yesterday's face. He carried hope in both hands knocked on doors he...

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One life, two lives three lives, four I'm the one you feared knocking knocking at your door. It's me your friend, I'll make you feel good I've now made my way to your side of the hood. I'm used in hospitals, how bad can I be? You'll find out soon, when you bow to me. You think it's for fun,...

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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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I may be hooked on kush my body bruised and worn wandering the streets of Freetown but I’m a Sierra Leonean too. I may not pay my taxes can’t even clean a gutter but this land is still my home I’m a Sierra Leonean too. I may not make decisions to sell state companies or pass laws for pregnant girls in school but...

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You came into my life~ just before the ink dried... in my husband's condolences register. You knew I was grieving, vulnerable, trying to hold my children’s lives together with threads. You listened to my story— the doubled rent, the school fees... I wouldn’t be able to pay— and you acted like you cared. You said our pain was your pain, that you couldn’t...

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At Nahal Oz, Hamas hurled a substance weird It burst into flames, released a gas to be feared Jews suffocated in minutes, but we don’t know Who made it, what it was, nothing to show. At a theater in Moscow, rebels came in Took the audience hostage, in the cause of Chechin Russian police made an invisible gas flow Terrorists were...

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Two of these One of those Take with food One more dose Swallow it down Like magical spells Self-medicate To make yourself well Tail of newt Wing of fly Take everyday and you won't cry Lock it all up Behind chemical walls Don't read fine print Across ceiling crawl Pharmaceutical cauldron Sorcery lab Not just broken body Your soul's on the slab...

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My son, I see the weight you bear, The silent cries, the deep despair. But in your soul, a fire burns bright— A spark of hope, a will to fight. This path is hard, the nights are long, But you, my love, are fierce and strong. No chain is stronger than your will, No silence deeper than your fill. You've stumbled, yes, but...

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I see you through a smoky haze, A boy I knew in brighter days, Your laughter once could light the room— Now shadows wrap you in their gloom. Your eyes, once clear, now lost and wide, Like oceans caught in turning tide. I reach, but you just slip away, A ghost who walks in light of day. You chase a high that leaves...

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The synthetic poison that courses through my veins churns the bowel of the earth and sent a tremor through my heart. What kind of remedy this is? It heals one part, But devastates the other, What kind of potion man brews? I see the flower buds bursting forth on one branch leaving the adjacent portion barren, It heals and harms It yields and resists... It resuscitates...

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I went to the cop, in New Haven PD I said I've got a crime story, but it's hard to believe The cop said cheerfully, "let's hear, try me" So I took a deep breath, tried a memory retrieve. I said, "for a year I was getting the urge to merge It disrupted my sleep, and I tried to purge You...

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Livin like I'm on the streets Kuz I'm just too beat My life never been sweet Been a rough f*kn road since day one Can't even pretend this is fun This run is way over done But the double yellow lines & no shoulder Got me stuck in this lane It's f*kn lame I dream about boring and plain Begging for a...

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I've never been slapped with such a hard dose of reality With talks of old memories being laughed off It hit me began enveloping my senses What I endured was abuse. In more ways than I've led myself to believe. & Now it seems These drugs have a tendency to numb all my senses. My self indulgent deeds Have destroyed my inner sanctum I'm afraid I've...

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