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Meth's Destruction

Meth's Destruction

A Poem by Randy Johnson


You say that you do Meth because it makes you feel good but that excuse is shoddy.Meth makes you feel good but it destroys several parts of the body.I..
“Wretched Woman” - Khat

“Wretched Woman” - Khat

A Poem by FaeryQueen


you need not know the contents of "wretched man" to understand this poem
Addiction

Addiction

A Poem by The Things She Noted


I fear the face of addiction Because she looks an awful lot like me Harsher eyes Red and tired I fear the voice of addiction Because she soun..
Friend?

Friend?

A Chapter by WhoAmI


So...you get in an accident and for some unknown reason you look me up or find me on Instagram and start a dialogue and then...f*****g ghost me. What ..
Addiction

Addiction

A Poem by StormeLight


If you're waiting for life to get easierYou may not get the chanceWe are digging our gravesWith every hit we takeJust a few more timesJust to escapeJu..
Bent

Bent

A Poem by N E. Chase


A moment of loss to self drawn anguish
Sin

Sin

A Poem by Nebula


In front of the altar He absolves his sin The woman was too beautiful Her perfume Her breast Her a*s He imagined the woman between his legs W..
Benny

Benny

A Poem by 49k_jdys


If you know Benny, you know.
Coming to an End

Coming to an End

A Chapter by WhoAmI


I'm an addict who's life as an addict is ending
Now All I Know Is Alone

Now All I Know Is Alone

A Poem by Kehlida


This poem is from the mind of a now-sober woman reflecting on her lover and their turbulent life. In place of anger, she finds solace in her sobriety ..
Addiction

Addiction

A Poem by Sam


Please be nice as this is extremely personal for me.
To my family

To my family

A Poem by Sam


This is extremely personal so please be nice
Was it?

Was it?

A Poem by Sam


A personal poem about someone I was in love with while I was in active addiction who was using with me. This is about how I often struggle with missin..
The holidays

The holidays

A Poem by Sam


A very personal poem about my being 628 days clean as of today.
Internal conflict

Internal conflict

A Poem by Antonio Soler


In the midst of the silence, I have grown to enjoy its tranquility. Lonely as it may seem, I do not feel it's anguish and it also does not control me ..