Heroin Poems - Poems about Heroin

...Where others are hooked To heroin and meth, I find myself longing To have our lips touch again. I am an addict And my drugs Are your kisses....Read More

...Nineteen, your up next in my story The anticipation, the fear, the wonder of what will be written on your pages Is almost too much to bear. Nineteen, this is dawning on me all the sudden Shou......Read More

...No one will remember all the names of the bodies laying in pools of blood in all those back alleys and side streets burned out warehouses and by-the-hour motels… They don’t talk about them… ......Read More

...Walking about las ramblas at night you can see the desperation with a constant feeling of trepidation People that never got much of an education not one qualification Prostitutes selling their bod......Read More

...The Devil's Finger Heroin is what you're called, but your not my "Heroine", my savior, my friend, your my worst sin! I call you "The Devil's Finger"! You point at me I drop on bended knee, cause o......Read More

...My cousin started molesting me at the age of 9. He said, “Don’t worry you’ll be just fine”. You told me I was special, said I was great but when my sister walked in she fell in a faint. I final......Read More

...I'm, The truth, never mind you, Everclear dreams, Sipping fermented potato skins, eating synthetic heroin. Nudist writing unclothed poems in bowling pin streets, I write from the heart, ......Read More

...Back in World War II, young men fought and died Their bravery and sacrifice will never be denied They fought for a cause, a noble fight And we honor their memory every day and night But now we fi......Read More

...Tears in the Crowds A tyrant on a corrupt throne A sheep about to become a genetic clone A weary traveller far away from home A heroin addict on methadone Graveyards of peace and quiet lam......Read More

...Eric Clapton (born March 30, 1945, in Ripley, Surrey, England) British guitarist who influenced rock. Later became a famous singer-songwriter. Clapton was born to a teen mom and a Cana......Read More

... Let me introduce myself, My name is Addiction. I make you an addict, Without your permission. I take you to heaven, I bind you to hell. You can't break away, You're under my......Read More

...Dreams continue as he pursues and fits into those new life shoes/ Steams of old morose songs singing sad blues in dark venues/ Has his hold paddling multiple life canoes/ His eyes mold maddening v......Read More

...You dodged my logic You drove my ego down You seen my potential You said hell no I’ll kill it Childhood upheaval the blame Mother forsaken your innocence Resentment; every cutie gotta re......Read More

...Baltimore, again. 8 AM, sweating, shaking on the verge of puking up stomach acid. the car is dead silent. are we early? are they late? is this how its going to be forever? who kn......Read More

...The heat of the street more than you can take hem hiked high above your bony knees spread slightly apart so you can breathe sitting in the stifling air on a stony stoop there’s no relief from the......Read More