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Junkies Poems - Poems about Junkies


Hopeless Junkies

How long must these salty tears fall, in the name of love?
A heart will never be practical, until it is made unbreakable!
When love appears, after so long without it, tears burst forth!
For the heart knows of it's fragility, and predicts it's breaking.
Yet once more, hope will endure, that this time it might last.
Love is like
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Categories: junkies, love,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

My Reflection-Junkies Spoon

the only thing these days i do
is watch my reflection in a junkies spoon

turning away before i go too deep
yet crawling back as hell's urge hits me

i've watched more friends come and go
living fast while dying slow

waiting for the monkey on my back
to draw the last card from out my deck

i've bought this farm for
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Categories: junkies, betrayal, death, drug, hate,
Form: Rhyme



Free Cee a Junkies Joust With Injustice

PLEASE DON'T SPEAK SO CLOUD
clouds converge overhead
but only over mine
everywhere else it's sunny instead
so i take the cloudiness as a sign

a cloud sighs up in the skies
as addiction, a hopeless affliction hampers me
and yes, this junkie hopelessly cries
while my tears compete with a cloud's humidity

i wonder about humidity's humility
for it's subservient to a cloud
as i
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Categories: junkies, angst,
Form: Quatrain

Free Cee Four Junkies On Porcelain and Tile To Defile

PORCELAIN AND TILE TO DEFILE FOUR JUNKIES

You cannot imagine what I see
Unless you are exactly like me
Friends like yours die and that’s the rub
But many of mine have died in my bathtub

Just two junkies sitting together on porcelain and tile
There to defile the temple of my body I read about in some Biblical babble or
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Categories: junkies, angst, betrayal,
Form: Concrete

Free Cee Unjust Junkies

MOM AND POP GOES THE DIESEL

There we were, four in the same place
where the only thing one could do was pace
you could pray from morning until night
four men surrounded by fright

to the left was a hard right to the chin
to the right was a man about to remove your grin
straight across was a threat we
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Categories: junkies, angst, mom, fear, mom,
Form: Quatrain



Four Poor Junkies By the Illustrious Free Cee

DO DON’T, WILL, WON’T

We were wandering, we were lost
Four who knew not the route out of a maze
Other’s blood upon our hearts was there embossed
Never to forget a dead man’s glaring gaze

Once, twice and then one becomes numb and void
While death becomes birth’s ally and partner in crime
Some may swear and some become annoyed
Each time
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Categories: junkies, angst, death, time, death,
Form: Ekphrasis

Applause Junkies

sullen trappings that silence the most of us
making one ever more self-aware as each day passes
don’t seem to affect the applause junkie.

the quintessential attention whore---
s/he who makes it a point to gain smiles
no matter what the cost
no matter how little substance exists within them,
tightening the cord round the arm
tapping the vein
they pass these same days
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Categories: junkies, life,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberA Junkies End

As it travels through the minds dark halls
Your veins are screaming as it crawls
Another fix will do the trick
As on your soul demons lick
Just dump your dope out in the spoon
Can't get it watered down to soon
Take a smoke break it down
Make a cotton flat and round
As the cotton starts to soak
Through the needle suck
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Categories: junkies, recovery from...poetry,
Form: Couplet

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