Short Heroin Poems
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heroin
is killing
everything
I once
held dear
so many
friends
gone to
the hereafter
leaving
me alone
with methadone
Clutching at straws
That break
Metaphorically
The camels back
The waysides chaplen says
Bring back heroin
We can't control
Ice addicts
Twitter is an addiction
A serious affliction
Like heroin, meth, or crack
With this monkey on one's back
Lost between fact and fiction
If I am Firestar, my radiation burns covid in the butt!
August 29th, 2020
If I am a Super Heroin/Hero Contest
Sponsor: JCB Burl
To choose the greatest abuse is drugs,
Pain killers, cigarettes alcohol in tugs,
Heroin, meth and coke with death plugs,
Horror and demons leave you in shrugs,
Rule book in his tail see how he thugs.
this drug called heroin
is liquid heaven to some
a high so high
you find the clouds
as you crash
you fall into the burning
arms of hell
where the devil steals your soul
and strips you of your morals
H urts your friends and family
E verything is uninportant to you anymore but your drug
r reality no longer exists
o n the drug 24/7
i s so bad it makes your teeth fall out
n ever try it it makes you stupid
Perpetual delusion, mania ascending threw my mind.
Obtaining peace is inconceivable, constant anguish, dismay.
Shall I be tenacious enough to battle my
addiction, heroin....
To decisively have amity at last???
I seen it in the pale blue dawn
rousing....chocked full of diligence
silent running wisdom bliss
monsters seen with seldom fist
Zenith prized this heroin kiss
Shooting heat in cooker piss
Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Finding a way now
Could be what I say now
Just another day now
Apart from the drugs
Away from bed bugs
Now I’m ok now
Don’t know what to say now
Cuz I’m on my way now
Cocaine has set me free now
Heroin let me be now
All alone and free now
I'm an addict
Your my heroin
I'm a junkie
Your my fix
You're my addiction
I can't stop
Love is a drug
It's an addiction
Love is a drug
A drug you crave
It's a drug
You can't escape
It pulls you back in
You can never get away
Born with a silver spoon
In his mouth
But it's rusted now
By the heroin flame
A world of possibilities
Washed away by pain
The blue blood
In his veins
Is polluted by junk
After taking the step up
From smoking skunk
Just another junkie
Now
HEROIN
Scene 1:
darklate
fullhate
veinpopping
heartstopping
heroin
Scene 2:
coolcalm
sphereclear
psychedelic
parafear
heroin
Scene 3:
brightlight
frightnight
soulrising
flatlining
heroin
© Kim van Breda—12 November 2015
Round and round and round she goes
when will she stop nobody knows
cant she see her ship is sinking
what the hell is she thinking
all strung out on heroin
the tracks on her arms
I can tell how much the drugs have consumed her
so hoolow
so empty
will she ver care
I don't know about other planets, but life on earth's a b*tch.
The irony here is oh, so rich.
We're addicted to oil like it's heroin,
and we'll keep using till it does us in,
but climate change just isn't fast enough,
so, we'll all burn up oil fields to show we're tough.
I just read your text
Then reached for my lighter
I almost replied with a long text
But I'm a stoner, not a writer
A couple of joints
Make my mental lighter
So don't label me a loser
Or mistake me
For a heroin user
I knew you wanted to leave
Why didn't you leave sooner?
One needs to represent
And fly their colors true
One needs to be tough
And have what it takes
One needs to deal & sell
Meth, crack, heroin, coke
One needs to be
Heartless, ruthless
& have a holier then thou attitude
The gang life style
Is far from pretty
And no way to live
bruised
green purple yellow
poppies bloom a
different kind of
heroin
he bleeds
she bleeds
a heroine
was She
bruised
purple yellow green
poppies blooming
anti-hero
seeds buried
deep planted
unfragrant
and unseen
a heroine
is She
Candide Diderot. ‘24
He's my kind of drug
my heroin when the pain hits me just right
The needle that gets stuck inside
He my smoke within the weed
I breathe him everywhere
Need him everywhere
I'm a struggling addict
Within my pen, calls, Facebook text
It's the smoke, herion, weed I do
No difference I'm drugged.
ELEGY TO AN ADDICT
To love a pill, is this life today?
Popping up happiness, downing it away.
God in a needle, lift yourself higher.
Killing the seed of sexual desires.
How in the hell did I get in this fix?
Heroin for breakfast, heroin for kicks.
All the pills have drifted away.
Heroin took my life away.
I said I loved you,
and I meant it..
I said I need you,
cuz you're my heartbeat..
I said I miss your touch,
cuz I miss you much..
I said I missed that kiss,
for when you touched my lips..
I said I miss your smell,
cuz it has this spell..
I said I'm addicted to you,
cuz you're my own brand of heroin...
Form:
I just can't believe it
I'm addicted to soup
I can't put the spoon down
I continue to scoop
So many flavours
I can't get enough
It's like there's heroin
They put in this stuff
Sure I can quit
Any time I want
But wait a minute
Look at that font
A few more minutes
Perhaps an hour or two
Good thing I kept reading
I got introduced to you
Unbind me from this chains of wretchedness,
Hold me close away from this loneliness,
A dance of love and lust,
In this sea of lies, I seek trust.
You could be my ruin,
But I tend to keep on going
You're the heroin to this drug addict,
The bourbon to this alcoholic.
Be the air that I breathe,
This night's heat that I seek...
have you seen the poet?
who wrote like Moses
with thoughts like lightning
who envisioned a better world
but solved pain with pills
waged war with words
describing images that scratched
against the stomach lining
messed with the mind
did this poet find God
in a burning bush?
or did a heroin filled needle
strike on hallowed ground?
Hereupon
I hear a song
Hereunto I embrace the near of dawn
Hereunder I ponder long
Herewith birds to sing the strong
Heroic verse
I'm a hero
I don't need to rehearse
Hero worship gone wrong
Being a hero can make things worse
Been a hero so long
It's a heroic curse
A hero now withdrawn
Becoming perverse
Heroic heroin and no nurse