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Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: addiction, beauty, cute love, devotion, inspiration, poets, write,

PLAGIARIZING

"Mine all Mine!"

A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea

A lover in the world............
An Anthology, you walk and talk like the word "AMOR."

The words you send, I nicely tuck under my pillow
Every note every line you left behind 
I memorized till they became all mine
Word-for-word, 
Unauthorized I scrape the concrete calluses off the tongue
Pirating the perfect dramatic monolog look,
Basking through the passage around your Bio, 
Lost in the musky scent -around the sonnet of your aura light 
Epic enough, I reach inside to feel every idyllic rhyme
A strong iambic meter curse, conjuring up the perfect verse
In you I lift a copy paste from your lips, 
No need to credit the sources in your bliss
The sweetest undamaged sensual memorandum book
A moment I stole and sealed without copyright proof

My dearest Poet, 
When you move across the room
I see a thousand arrows that follow from behind, 
Indulged when you speak and point out a verse per verse
I am a victim pampered by your words,
Sponging every line, adding them to my crib notes 
Improved wordplay that infringed my everyday diary
A haiku so tangible, it sets the perfect images in my dream,
Hypnotize after I read your first love poem
A printed feeling--
Borrowed from the sun

pd


Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: addiction, adventure, beautiful, dream, hurt, lost love,

Cup of Empty

Cup of Empty
She pours him a cup of empty
From a teapot of childhood dreams
He loves the sound of her giggles
Hers is the light of a thousand moonbeams

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

He lifts a cup of empty
and gives his baby a wink
"Mmmm, dear darling, this is so delicious,
it’s the very best I've ever had to drink"

In the evening he turns to his bottle
With his friends he goes to the bar
She faithfully waits for him for hours
Thinking "Dear daddy I wonder where you are?"

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

She sets their table and faithfully waits,
hoping that daddy will be coming home soon
But her tired eyes give way to sleepy
as her Teddy watches under the moon

He comes home way after midnight
Sees his angel asleep on the floor
Smiles and sips a sip of empty
and thinks "I shouldn't drink anymore"

Years have a way of taking
She doesn't wait for daddy at home
She's found a new kind of pleasure
Her hunger grew from being alone

She fills her veins with her empty
Dreams she can't explain
Trades her body and those giggles
In hopes of escaping her pain

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

Daddy sat home, and he waited
His baby girl she never came home
He still drowns himself in his bottle
But now he drinks all alone

Her teacup sits on the counter
Emptied of her childhood dreams
He misses the sound of her giggles
and the light of a thousand moon beams

He lifts the cup full of empty
To his lips and takes another drink
Empties out the rest of the bottle
As his pain is poured down the sink

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals and roses
Counting out loud crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

He traded what was real for his empty
As she relinquished her childhood dreams
Now his baby girl has flown to heaven
On the light of a thousand moon beams

He wishes he could be with his baby
Lift her cup and give her a wink
Say "Mmmm this is so delicious,
it's the best I've ever had to drink!







Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: addiction, adventure, betrayal, cute love, day, deep, devotion, me, morning, smile,

AWAKE

AWAKE  ~ IN and OUT ~

Spring arising, before morning light,
I walk under the new epic sun
The aroma of yesterday, gone
Today's the day that will follow tomorrow
I quickly walk a certain walk
Unique is all I can display
Watery eyes staying in the past
While vehicles pass and pass
Crosses lacking faith
I stay awake and mend with my fate
Foggy toys, I want to play
I can't keep up with all your kicks
I look, I stare, at the walls
Bright and early, I step on old dolls
I stay and feel, the way you want
Lifeless, and still so full of energy
Mad words, unconscious forces
My sweet needs, now reside inside of you
Mad, sad, and outside the box
You close every door and keep me away from dark

You only allow me to feel your morning light
Why can't you let me see what's behind the shadows?
Why do you turn on all the lights? 

I'm here the way you want me to be
Happy, and merry, for the world to see
This blindness will continue to spot
Unless you wake up first and remove the dot
You gave me the thirst, you once knew
So filthy, so full of  -spew
Under this closed freaking door
I'm exposed like the midday sun
You bang my head on the wall,
You killed me in a way that made me feel!
I only answer to your call
In and out a hoop~ like a ball
In me, you can not find any real dreams!
Inside you filled me with a raging scream

Sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 
I'm in wonder around your air castle
Strange and hung on your mantle
Stepping on a one footed slave

Alert, alert Am I!!!
I shake, we kiss, I wake,
You sleep...........................
I zip all things into one zipper.
Pounding my hands against my ears
Crazy, taking a jab upon all jabs
Crazy, you say~ that's me everyday
I'm up and I caress the photo we once had
I lay only staring at you once more
I awake before I sleep
Your promises I keep
In me~ you are also in deep
My stars change everyday
Waiting for you, to pull the trigger
Still wishing to be a sun digger

You can't touch or loosen the knots
Together we will daydream our way to the top
I make your nerve system come alive, 
We run into the wind and listen
Quietly in our chamber of thoughts
Near and far, we both nod off
In this daily race, with no face
No space, 
I caught myself awake, 
The day I fell asleep for you.

by;PD


Poem Details | by Stella Healy |
Categories: addiction, beautiful, emotions, fire, love, poems, surreal,

Paper Dolls

she is everything you have seen in the movies
crayola hair
velvet dress
sugar in her veins
tears glued to her face
she fingerpaints the kitchen walls like a little girl and tapes their polaroids to every surface

he is every music video you've memorized
always humming something sweet
he lights all her cigarettes
writes her into little love songs that she never listens to
wakes up and watches the sun singe the grass

she is always dancing
swallows bubblegum for breakfast
flashes pearly whites with a sharp glare
they are always going somewhere 
always the first to get drunk and the last to get home

she lets him to all the driving 
pushes him to speed up
to run the reds
to trust himself
to risk it all

he finishes her sentences and she finishes his cigarettes
dying is only glamorous when it belongs to her
he says she is so bright
he is scared he will burn her out
she giggles and giggles and giggles and cries
she throws away the self help books, the anti-depressants, the love letters from all the boys before

they sit across from each other on his neon leather couch
stare at each other for hours
no words
just silly faces
they giggle and giggle and giggle until it hurts

and when they scream
the ceiling bleeds
he punches holes in the walls
she shatters all the picture frames 
all the furniture left limp and battered
echoes bouncing back and forth between cracked walls
paper dolls losing balance
paper house burnt down

before he knows it
he is finding glitter underneath his fingernails
behind his knee's
caught in his teeth
she wakes up with lyrics scribbled on the bottoms of her feet
the windows are always open
her hair always twirling in the wind
pretty little pills paint all of the counter tops
empty bottles sitting like molding vases

and before they know it the manic pixie dream girl and the manic pixie dream boy are intertwined all desperate and dreamlike 
they've switched bones and playlists and fur coats
they crash into the room like supernova's
the carpet dyes itself red underneath their feet and everyone stares
she drowns in his drunken paradise
chokes down his charisma
coughs up stardust
and suddenly

she's bored

ties a knot around her neck with the tape from his cassettes
she wants the one she can't have and it's driven her mad
its all over
all over 
all over
and she's gone
a heart-wrenching holograph that will never dance again
every girl he meets will resemble her less and less

and he's alone
paper boy
paper home
up in flames
glitter and smoke


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: addiction, adventure, body, dedication, happiness, heart, life, love,

ACTING OUT

           Acting Out

Standing, lying, falling, crawling, I keep trying, crying, lying, rhyming, love is blinding
I play, obey, eat, -I digest, caress the softness, when I'm blinking, I'm found sinking 
I find myself thinking, walking, talking, mocking, craving, misbehaving, and dreaming
Shake, break, my heart can't take, I smile, in style, small thoughts, are all I got
I'm lazy, hazy, I get crazy, I shout, when in doubt, Acting Out, that's what I'm all about

By:) 


Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: addiction, betrayal, hope, trust,

Hoping for Love and Trust


Fretting 
Over his lies
Trust not 

Trusting
Never again
Now wise

Wisdom
Comes with life
I learned

Learning
To share my heart
Cautious

Caution
on longest days
yields peace

Peaceful
Flowing waters
Bring hope

Hopeful
Fretting no more
Heart's strong

Strength builds
Tower of faith
Rising

Sunrise 
Brightens dark days
Light shines

Shining
My stride returns
With love

Loving
Not enabling
Trust earned


For Richard's Mussetle Train Contest, 12/1/14


Poem Details | by Jae Luath |
Categories: addiction, love,

It's over

You have no idea how much you'll be missed
We've seen each other every day for years
Though you've touched my lips, we never once kissed

Picking me up when I was brought to tears
Calming my nerves before something new
Bringing strength to get over my fears

It seems so scary, not sure what I'll do
Good times and bad, exciting or lame
You were always there to help me get through

Life without you just won't be the same
But it had to end, something I've always known
It's finally time to put out that flame
 
Our love I can no longer condone
This relationship which I now regret
I need to learn to get by on my own

All that you have done I'll never forget
As I butt you out, my last cigarette


Written for TERZA RIMA about anything you like - poetry contest


Poem Details | by John Hamilton |
Categories: abuse, addiction, child abuse, drug, growing up, poverty, sad,

You're worthy of love

You're worthy of love

I see the scars, you're hiding deep within
they're not visible, upon your skin
you don't even know, how you could begin
to feel worthy of love...

You've been floating away, in time and space
your pain is written, all over your face
your dignity left you, without a trace
and you don't feel worthy of love

Bridge 1
I've seen so many people, just like you
they never seem to make a fuss
the only colors you know, are black and blue
and now it's hard for you to trust

The only friends you had, have long since died
you couldn't save them all, even if you tried
now you bottle up all, your feelings inside
you don't feel worthy of love

Bridge 2
I know to you living, is not worthwhile
but I can prove that you're wrong
I know it hurts to even try to smile
cause you forgot where you belong

Some may say, that you're a little high strung
you've shed too many tears, for someone so young
don't you know that you're life has just begun
and that you're worthy of love...

oh yes you're worthy of love
you are so worthy of love

You've forgotten that, you too have worth
you're the only you, on this planet earth
just ask the loving ones, who caused your birth
they'll say...you're worthy of love
indeed you're worthy of love

welcome home my dear!
you are so worthy of love!


April 21,2017
John Derek Hamilton







































Poem Details | by Zaire Mendez |
Categories: addiction, betrayal, break up, cry, heartbroken, love hurts, lust,

Beautiful Disaster

Cause you see no one gets how hard it is to fix back into shape when you’re broken,
Shattered,
I think it’s just mathematically, scientifically impossible to get the pieces back perfect,
Because in the process some pieces may have been lost,
Lost and cannot be found,
Cause I found it was so hard to every get over you,
But it looked so easy to you,
Cause maybe you never feel as deep as you said you did,
I fell deep into your lies and your beautiful eyes and it’s just so hard to move on,
Hard to move on, because you left piece of your soul inside me, the exact moment you decided to get inside me,
Despite our use of protection, it didn’t protect the sexually connection,
No it’s not an internet connection that you can easily disconnect from, but it’s almost permanent,
Yes you permanently hurt me ,
And you watch me with those eyes and that grin cause I, the fool gave you the thing,
The thing that I promise that I wouldn’t give until marriage,
I willingly disobeyed God for you,
Cause you became my God,
I worshipped you,
I loved you with every inch of me,
And now we’re inches from being strangers and I have to get over you,
I’m sure to be careful next time around, 
Because I can’t afford to break the pieces of my heart that are left dangling


Poem Details | by Mark Toney |
Categories: addiction, conflict, divorce, drug, heartbreak, lost love, relationship,

You Say You Love Me

You say you love me but you’re not
You say you’re going to fight and give it all you got
You say you find it hard to breathe
You say you’re mad at me but I’m the one who seethes
You say you love me but you’re not (in love with me)

~ Tears falling, relationship flailing, love failing… ~
You say you need a place to stay You say you’re asking me to find another way You say you thought about the debt You say you’re leaving but it hasn’t happened yet You say you need a place to stay
~ The time, the hurt, the pain, the drain… ~
You say you overcame the jones You say you’ve analyzed it to the bare bones You say you finally found the cure You say you’re righteous, clean, happy and secure You say you overcame the jones
~ Familiar lies, thin disguise, love’s demise … ~
You say you love me but you’re not You say you’re going to fight and give it all you got You say you find it hard to breathe You say you’re mad at me but I’m the one who seethes You say you love me but you’re not (in love with me)
~ Tears fall, relationship flails, love fails… The time, the hurt, the pain, the drain… Familiar lies, thin disguise, love’s demise … This time, this hurt, this pain, this drain… Time runs out… no more to gain~


Poem Details | by Kristopher Higgs |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, africa, age, allah, allegory, america, analogy, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, blue, day, dedication, devotion, faith, happiness, lost love, love, me, passion, words,

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.


Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: addiction, angst, conflict, confusion, dedication, depression, desire, devotion, funny, games, golf, hope, humorous, journey, sad love, sports,

Flailin'

Flailin’,  flailin’, flailin’;
There goes my ball sailin’
Into a trap, the water or the woods.

Flailin’, flailin’, flailin’;
You can hear me wailin’,
“Why won’t that damn ball go where it should?

Drives go right Putts go wrong.
I shank my wedges or ‘skull’em’ long.
My golf game’s just no damn good.

I’m swingin’ too hard & lookin’ up;
As if I’ll actually see it go in the cup….
As if it ever really would.

My alignment’s too far left or right.
My ball can find the only tree or trap in sight,
Even if the shot starts out lookin’ good.

These days, I carry some special tools:
A handheld weed eater with extra spools
And a pruning saw, in case I’m in the woods 

I’ve even tried to ‘buy’ a better game.
No matter My scores were just as lame.
Those new clubs didn’t do what they should.

Bogies & doubles...even triples..are common scores.
I very rarely get pars any more.
Believe me, I’d change it if I could.

My buddies said it must be me,
A teaching pro I should go see.
They said he’d fix my game…..if anybody could.

The pro said, “Hit some balls while I watch you.
Just set up and hit’em like you normally do.
We’ll see if I can do your game any good.”

After the first bucket of balls I hit,
He calmly said, “Take two weeks off…then quit.
Take my advice You really should.”

Now, what really has me vexed,
I’m wondering what I’ll try next.
That pro’s advice was no damn good.

So, I struggle along with my flailin’ game;
But, strangely enough, have fun just the same,
Finding hope in rare shots that are actually good.


Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: addiction, depression, loneliness, lost love, pain,

If I Were Gone Tomorrow

Ice crystals form on a once dusty road
Taillights shining brightly amongst the smoke
The old tall oak bruised but still standing strong
A pickled blackened heart no longer broke

If I were gone tomorrow would she care
Remembering that I was always there
Standing by her side through thick and thin
My everlasting love would never disappear

That distant night she wouldn't believe
My heart was pounding loudly for her
Stabbing those stilettos deep into my heart 
Walking out, nevermore would my spirit stir

No amount of liquor could mask the pain
Finally, a dead heart will beat again



**Inspired by Nathan D's Junkie Heaven poem and a few late night texts from a friend drinking at a bar**


Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: addiction, funny, nonsense, simple, word play, words, writing,

I Have a Love Affair With Parenthesis

(don't tell anyone)


Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, allegory, analogy, anger, angst, blue, change, character, conflict, confusion, corruption, courage, cry, dark, depression, desire, emo, emotions, fear, first love, growth, hate, heartbroken, introspection, life, lonely, longing, loss, love, lust, miss you, missing, missing you, senses, sorrow, wisdom, world,

It Can't Be Real

A truth in rage of insult furrows my mind
For it is only an offense given to me by myself
In the mouths of others far innocent than I
I feel the tears trickle down my cheeks
For I have surfaced into an ugly mistake
I am always inadequate in this brain
I try to shine like the advice of grace given
But confidence rarely rears its head my way
There’s a sort of shade blocking its way
A shade that darkens everyday

That very shade led me to believe my feelings are wrong
That I will never belong so long as they are not controlled
I must be careful—for the lines of love and lust run cold
I hate myself truly this night
And no one but myself will give me the right
The very right to degrade my every being
Because you are not seeing what I am seeing

There is no point
My lines run cold
Can I be so bold as to say
I still love with a pang of indistinguishable doubt 
All feelings enter in
As my truth blurs and checks out

Your words pierce me so deep
I cannot describe the pain I feel
God it hurts so bad
It can’t be real

Much like the love I have come to embrace
The very love that links to your face
Tears don’t give it justice

It can’t be real
Much like the love I will never face


Poem Details | by Aidan Gilbert |
Categories: addiction, care, dad, father daughter, i love you, my child, sad,

To Love My Only Daughter

To Love My Only Daughter
By: Aidan Gilbert 

I wanted to be the best father
To love my only daughter
But a cold war struck my blind eyes
Left my love inside in a knotted tie
This war slowly kills
And I don’t have a will
A will to fight against it
Because of that my daughter took the biggest hit
She was only six
And my life I couldn’t fix
I remember
On a cold November
I took her to her ballet class
And when she was backstage I snuck out to my car and hidden alcohol stash
I would come back and see her dance
See her on that stage prance
See looked at me with a huge smile and those big brown eyes
I had to step outside and cry
Her in her beautiful pink tutu
I’ll never love her like she wants me too
Lilly 
Always said when I’m drunk I’m acting silly
If only she knew I won’t be there when the sky is blue
Or new
Only when the sky is grey
With this alcohol addiction I won’t change my way
And the worst of it is you can’t take the sting out of my heart
Because sadly I don’t regret anything from the start
What kind of man am I
To let my only daughter later cry
Because later she will see
The man I chose to be
After her ballet class I took her home
But in that car my drunk mind started to roam
It all happened so fast
It happened in a flash
I passed that red light
My mind was having flashes of us once flying a kite
Then we hit the semi truck…
We didn’t have the time to duck
I remember in that hospital room
I woke up too soon
My shame was hard to hide
I had lost all of my pride
I knew I might never see my daughter again
I knew I probably didn’t win
I looked over at my wife
Drained from her was life
She was shaking
Waiting to see if her daughter would be waking
From that day what I remember best
The doctor came in depressed
He said Lilly did die
I started to cry…
I knew I would never be to tell her I love her again or say goodbye


Poem Details | by Bertrand Raven Banda |
Categories: addiction

Kill You Today, Love You Tomorrow-Love And War

I lay in my bed day by day,
thinking of what next to say,
I feel I dont love you 
anymore,
its like I was drowning & now 
I'm ashore
I feel no love & no hate my 
heart is sore.
all is fair in love & war 
Inside my twisted mind i mix,
Two very different links, 
Today you die, 
tomorrow you cry,
today I'm wielding a sword, 
tomorrow I'm defeated by 
your words.
I see you in my dreams, 
but we are on different teams, 
it feels so right & yet its so 
wrong, 
its like I'm in heaven, but not 
for long
I will kill you today & love you 
tomorrow, 
this day is on happiness & the
next sorrow, 
Why am I like this? Are you to 
blame?, 
Why are you always that 
flame?, 
I stand in the midst of 
Armageddon
ready for war, 
with my armour & hammer 
looking like thor, 
I see you on the other side 
are you looking for more?, 
only God knows what it is 
we're fighting for!


Poem Details | by Briana Baker |
Categories: abuse, addiction, creation, love hurts, prison, summer, urban,

Are We There Yet, I Really Have To Pee

This is something other than unsure laced with heavy heart.
I'd love to change my mind,  is this where you take charge?
When our play begins, the starring role I'm begging you to take.
Open your eyes, I won't sit around and wait.
Would you instantly be swooned if I could be your tin foil dream?
Would you cook me in a spoon, shoot me right through your blood stream?
A rush that lasts longer than fifteen seconds, a force that beckons for all of your attention.
I want to illuminate the dark corners, where you hide the  secrets that border,
The hurt that you and I refuse to admit, the shit that resides far beneath the surface,
Those things that just never quite seem fit and yet we both allow them to exist.
Between a cut and a hole, is there really a difference at all?
Knowing what I know, why do I keep interest in something I cannot control?
She's got what you need and she's got you by the balls,
I have nothing that can compare to her thralls.
But this is just an embellishment of events as seen in my head.
This is my heart written on paper that cannot be readMaybe if I do it like this, it will make more sense.
I hope you'll let me find solace in you because I know I can do better but I don't want to believe it is true.
This where I lose rhythm and ask you to lie and tell me you'll do anything, but darling don't take the time to try.


Poem Details | by Afolabi Muideen |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, anger, anxiety, betrayal,

LOVE

Cessation the love
Household has been scattered
When love lost

Humming in the community
Malicious gossip in the society
Disorder in the society
Degrading the society
Society has been scattered
When love lost

Humming in the state
Malevolent rumour in the state
As the day chameleon to night
Insomnia in state
Peace elude state
State has been scattered
When love lost

Mystery to nation
When    love    lost

Oh! It is a dream
Why do we stop loving
While love exist
Love is above all existent


Poem Details | by Dani Elle |
Categories: abuse, addiction, allusion, emotions, love hurts, pain, violence,

She is more

She is, exactly what he wanted to see
His erotic fantasy
Every teenage boys playboy bunny dream

Look at how you come onto me
Lost, destroyed soul is all i will ever see
U disgust the innermost,
deepest feelings in me

She is the beauty queen
The one from your dreams
She doesn't even look like she bleeds
Imagine how she screams...

Perfect without a flaw
Take her on the wall
Have her spread all over the floor
Dont even close the door
Look at what you all came here for

Destroy her pride
Till shes got nowhere left to hide
Give her your might once more
Until she cannot take it anymore

Look into the eyes of all your lies
Realize every hurt you've given in your life
This is your whore
& now shes all bloody and sore
The same girl next door,
that u begged for more

You've burnt your soul to the core
A deed done
With blood on your hands
Listen, to your screaming fans

Shes just one of those,
that you used to love
You stole all her fairy dust 
and turned it into lust.



Poem Details | by Jay Loveless |
Categories: abuse, addiction, angel, angst, beauty, betrayal, boyfriend,

Love like cocaine

Slice me with your tongue
Razor blade wounds
To suck out all my poisons 
Sweet lonely lullaby 
Accusing eyes of sodomy 
Picture perfect prodigy
My deadly sin 
A  bitter taste of arson 
Burning in my organ 
Your the pyre that burns away my mortality 
A sip of tea made from Lilly of the Valley 
A shadow of death stalking with 
Odd angel like wings
A numbing kiss 
Like downing in morphine 
My oblivion
Sweet arms to rest in 
Till my vision no longer holds 
eyes neither like hell nor heaven
Cocaine addiction 
That drip of drugs into your system
Intoxicated blood stream
Id rather not dream 
And instead get lost within your paralyzing - 
Your paralyzing - brain lapse - your moving too fast 
Stay slow and dreamy 
Dancing silhouette like a burning 
Forest fire, pain throughout my veins 
Ravishing and beautiful 
A voice torn from my throat
dying joyful with my last vision being you


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: addiction, angel, beautiful, blessing, feelings, love, memory,

Mirror Of Eternities Glow

Circle of a world 
one halo shining bright 
surrounds warm breathless beauty 

Sweeping warm held inside
addiction of need
A lion roars taming the beast 

Heartbeats run wild free and skipping 
hooked under one bridge of a promise made 
Colours in sunshine mist bouquet 

In the end holding preciously 
hands with you 
drifting into your golden light
 
Eden capturing to a soul true
starlight shines in one out of a million dreams
Fountain mirrors glisten
 
From the source sparkling 
chandeliers light up 
once happiness enters 

Charms each morning 
kissing delight 
looking into your eyes love

Amazing beautiful 
eclipsing words lost of this earth 
an angel of grace 

Arises holding spotlight 
dazzling visions 
sings back smiles in your praise


Poem Details | by L. M. K. |
Categories: addiction, blue, emotions, sad, sad love,

Haiku 1

I bled myself dry
because of you slaughtered, drained
exsanguinated


Poem Details | by Lexi Thomas |
Categories: addiction, anger, betrayal, boyfriend, break up, depression, goodbye,

Drugged Love

Light me up like a cigarette  
You bring up memories I can't forget
I loved you, gave you everything I could
And in the end, you misunderstood  
The things I do for you
The things I'd say
Honey I'd gotten so used to living that way

I can't shake you
Like a bad taste in my mouth
You're bad for me boy
This is gonna head south

Your love is a drug
Your mind is a mess
I can't quit you
You're worse than meth  

So believe me when I say
That this isnt the end
Because there's no use
In trying to pretend

That you didn't love me
Because you did
Oh please
Who am I trying to kid?

You're no good for me
I'm no good for you
But what else
Are two messed up people to do?

Your love is a drug
Your mind is a mess
I'm more mucked up than you
But I digress

The things you say
Get to me so
Even when you hurt me
I keep coming back for more

I can't help myself
I lose control
When I'm around you
I'm not myself anymore

Your love is a drug
Your mind is a mess
Baby I can't quit you
God, you're worse than death

So believe me when I say
That I don't want this to end
Because you're like
My personal brand of heroin

Believe me when I say
I'm okay
Even though I'm not
Cause when I'm around you 
You make my skin burn hot

Your love was a drug
My mind is now a mess
Christ, get out of my life
You’re gonna cause my death.


Poem Details | by harry horsman |
Categories: angst, hope, love, memorial, words,

Battling Addiction

Sitting on the easel of life
a portrait of a man
so much in love with that
to tempt the mood,
a need to caress his wanton spirit
when becoming a spent part of life’s toxic waste,
his need to step off the world
to escape its inhabitants
from choking him to death.
Yet somehow somewhere deep within
his sunken soul a desire,
to carve out a memorial in poetry
with words now strange to him,
but words they were of love
words of flowers, sunshine and simple things like that.
Yet his battle against his poison
was arduous and on the wane,
when suddenly amongst a throng of internet poets
an angel appeared,
one to care, when magically she began
to chase away the need,
when painting a different picture of the world
one he once knew when that he was of a child,
one he needed to be able to reach out to,
When across virtual reality many words of love, tenderness
sincerity, words of understanding and purpose.
Yet with an abruptness she gave him a choice
“Lie down my friend” She said “Defeated and die”
Or rise everyday with the perpetual sunrise and live,
give something of yourself, anything to help those
going down the same road, your road to despair,
you can build on that, with your love your understanding
and with it your body your mind your soul will be cleansed!

© Harry J Horsman 2013 



Poem Details | by Selena Hernandez |
Categories: addiction, fantasy, fear, sexy, teen,

Love me

Love me 
I beg for love with every encounter 
just for a touch or a nibble 
to feel a warm chest against mine 
I want to feel the love of a man 
a man who possesses a heart of pure gold 
I yearn to feel hands on my hips 
and a tongue entwined with mine 
such temptations shouldn't take over my youthful mind 


Poem Details | by Reality . |
Categories: depressionme, love, me,

Fear The Addiction

Weed is my name
Causing depression is my game
I can turn a super model into a whore
A millionaire poor
A classy lady trash
Now smoke me till I'm ash

I ruin your bank accounts
Break up perfect families / causing missery and pain
I don't really care about the hurt you go through
I'm just here to use you and mentally destroy you
You once were beautiful...liked for your looks
But your no longer welcome...your reminded of a dirty crook
I can turn an average teen...into a needy feind
A single mother...into a broken lover

Break me up and smoke me
Enhaul me and love me
Never put me down and i'll never let you down
I'm a silent killer
A silent addicter
I'm called different names because I bring certain pains and play vicious games
I attack your lungs...and you still don't learn none

I can have you thinking I'm here to help you
Make you feel a way...Cocain-Crystal Meth- and Heroin can't
Smoke me...i'll kill you
Roll me..then sale me
I'm here to destroy your dreams
I'm here to ruin your relationships
I am a crime and can help you become a prisinor in your own mind
I love the wormth of lips rapped around my tip
As you enhaul a deadly spell
I'm mentally unstable and physically unable to be seen as a bad thing
Mentally I make you crave
Physically I make you misbehave

Now take a HIT
And become an ADDICT


Poem Details | by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: addiction, love hurts,

Hurt Held Your Pillow

Last night, I slept again with anger. This morn, my hurt held your pillow. Gone, have you trip-sobered a thought for me, or our heart’s cracked carousel, poorly operated? I never prepared to wed drink addiction or create a home where deceit married fear. Layers, upon sad stares grow walls of distance as I daily wonder just which end is near. I felt I saw us. Infatuation blind eyes Drowned in your brown eyes. No alcohol antenna. Attraction saw less than felt.
..CayCay Jennings 8-13-16 Crystalline - 2 lines, syllable count 9/8, unrhymed Kimo - 3 lines, syllable count 10/7/6, unrhymed Quatrain - 4 lines, 11 syllables each line, lines 2 and 4 rhyme Tanka – 5 lines, syllable count 5/7/5/7/7 unrhymed


Poem Details | by Eric Schojan |
Categories: abuse, addiction, angst, emotions, loneliness, love hurts, pain,

Letter To Myself

Give it up, no time for excuses
A sad man will cry but a broken man uses
His sadness as a reason for why he abuses
Himself and who he loves and they are who he accuses

When things go wrong you can't just run and hide
In this life we can't control we're just along for the ride
You take the good with the bad, all the tears you have cried
you add them all up and they reflect in your stride

But try and stand tall, try and walk even taller
if you're aching to call pick up the phone and call her
If you're striving for knowledge, go out become a scholar
Don't let your folly's in life tighten 'round your neck like a collar 

The one they put around your neck with a tag for return
If you stray too far away and their reality begins to burn
You'll be sent right back and re-taught what they want you to learn
And they'll convince you their acceptance is vital to earn

You can fall in with the crowd, take your place in line
Or you can choose to use your voice, you can choose to shine
A ray of light breaking the dark, peaceful and benign
show the world around you it's not that hard to realign

So get up out of bed, I want only positive today
I want you to let go of your sadness, push the negative away
I want you to appreciate the people, all the ones who've stayed
And thank them every day, they could so easily have strayed

Life is not a chore that slowly we get done
It's as random as our planet floating steady 'round the sun
It's meant to be enjoyed, it's experiences fun
and if your head lays down for good and you are happy, you can rest easy, you have won


Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: addiction, angst, emotions, for her, love hurts,

True Love Waits

Today I felt my life come to an end
You took the best of me without a thought
For you was it just a game of pretend
Within your web of sultry I was caught

I don't believe that you ever loved me
Is it possible that I could be wrong
Did love somehow make you my enemy
and now I'm left to sing this horrid song

With sexy heels you stomped upon my heart
I cried as I watched you walk out the door
If only I had known from the start
I wouldn't be a puddle on the floor

Without you I don't think I will survive
When you were with me I felt so alive





I have missed you  please won't you come back
The sky without you is no longer blue
Open the door of your love just a crack
Kiss me baby I want to be with you

I forgive you please dear won't you come home
Not one day is complete without your love
For you I'll write my thoughts within this poem
My dear you are a vision from above

Day and night you are always on my mind
Your beauty is truly beyond compare
There is no greater love that I will find
 A life of bliss together we can share

Today my life it truly has begun
I'll worship you as if you were the sun



Thankfully a fictional writeTwo English Sonnets for contest.