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Substance Abuse Poems - Poems about Substance Abuse

Puberty And Dotage

Having tasted substance abuse,
today in truth,
many of the young
are wasted in their youth.
But 'God damn' only the pusher
you didn't oughta
as, without the doer,
the dealer, he'd be dead in the water.
One and the same, they're both to blame,
as off each other they will feed,
the former for avarice, a.k.a., greed,
the latter for a misconceived need...
if not to

Categories: substance abuse, age, drug, humorous, word
Form: Rhyme

Substance

Filled with substance,

Never know who I’ll be next -
A person in disguise

Like the back of an earring,
Lost in the fibers

Unsure of what thought comes next -

But I feel more aware,

Yet still so alone -
Misunderstood,

Substance,
You’ve held me so tight.
Made me feel safe

But without you, it’s so much clearer
I cannot replace,
I must escape
And learn to live without

Categories: substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, dark, drug,
Form: Free verse

Peak Communion Addiction

When struggling with addiction
to uncontrolled
and biologically controlling agents
and competitive outside agencies

Earth is helpful in mentoring patience
with failures of humane self-control
to extend,
feed and water
and grow mindbody wealth 
of unwalled health.

So, when possible,
as possible,
extend your compassion
away from impatience
with your own owned egocentrism,
from which we all LeftBrain dominantly suffer,
and, instead, turn toward actively felt RightBrain
curiosity

About understanding your addiction

Categories: substance abuse, addiction, child abuse, courage,
Form: Political Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Eric Says Relax

Killing time before a movie,
an ex and I 
rifles thru what the nearby shoppes had to offer,
hoping to be aroused by some 
remarkable deal.
I was making a Facebook post in
the first row of used clothes
when Eric sent me a text:
“Got some extra muscle relaxers 
laying around.
Would you be interested?
I know you and your buddies like

Categories: substance abuse, film, giggle, giving, humor,
Form: Free verse

Needle Stuck In the Arm

"Needle stuck in the arm"

 I am slowly fading away.... I am stuck in my
own world, The more l try to run, the worse the cravings become.
Cannot recognize the face l am seeing when l look in the mirror, it
feels like something has taken over me. This demon l tolerated for so
long is engulfing all

Categories: substance abuse, america, anxiety, blue, depression,
Form: Free verse

Environmental Substance Abuse-

Melted plastic only 16 years 
It was on concrete round under the sun 
While I was shedding tears

What's the use Environmental substance abuse

Midnight see Amenia Marine
Midnight saxophone solo
Sea anemone amethyst

What's the use, Environmental substance abuse

Patina mist breezy
Royal jacaranda ultraviolet sneezes
Achoo bless you

Sinful articles man caretaker of Earth
Midnight seems so solar bright
Midnight saxophone solo
Drum roll Marco

Categories: substance abuse, conflict, endurance, environment, missing
Form: Dramatic Verse

Loose Knit

Loose Knit
by Michael R. Burch 

She blesses the needle,
fetches fine red stitches,
criss-crossing, embroidering dreams
in the delicate fabric.
 
And if her hand jerks and twitches in puppet-like fits,
she tells herself
reality is not as threadbare as it seems ...
that a little more darning may gather loose seams.
 
She weaves an unraveling tapestry
of fatigue and remorse and pain;

Categories: substance abuse, addiction,
Form: Free verse

Numb

I live in the nothing
And I invite you in
Bring your negativity
With shame for all your sins

I won't judge your faults
or laugh at your mistakes
You can relive your past
Until your now awakes

Join me in the silence
And enter the abyss
Here thoughts are left unchanged
And feelings don't exist

You can leave this sanctuary
and come back at anytime
Knowing you are

Categories: substance abuse, anxiety, confusion, depression, emotions,
Form: Rhyme

Substance Abuse the Effects

The streets have become lonely
Days have gone quieter
Gone are the days when kids would play until dusk
With joyful sounds that rejoiced their mothers and fathers
Distancing themselves from substance abuse.

Our generation is lost
Our schools have been abandoned
Our homes are desolate
Substance abuse rules our nation.

We weep for the future is dark and dull
Dreams and hopes have been

Categories: substance abuse, abuse, addiction, poets, today,
Form: Verse

Her Factory Girl's, Substance Abuse

Vanessa Carlton's, making my way through the crowd and I'm home bound
Coming off his elevator last evening as there she was, a little Red Tailed Fox
So pretty albeit a tad bit frieghtened; while her tiny creation, trotted away...
Lovingly about the corner disappearing, from my view ? Reflecting this year
Past whence beholding atop their very same,

Categories: substance abuse, art, baby, cancer,
Form: I do not know?

Substance Abuse

Between the tight spots
of living and wishing
Some find their peace at
the entrance of escape.

It was there in that darkspot
called the bottom, where the
volume is the purest way
of release.
For the moment.
Still, most are still clung to God.

Categories: substance abuse, faith, hope,
Form: Free verse