There's only one thing I could ever say,
about the way I felt that day.
The day we sat with coloring books,
and kept laughing at our funny looks.
Drug Abuse Poems
Poems by Teens about Drug Abuse
Teens approach drugs with the same intensity and desperation with which they approach everything else. Many teens have a sense that they are immortal and that nothing that they do will have a lasting effect. Unfortunately, many find themselves struggling with addiction their whole lives. When a friend becomes an addict, you may be left wondering what to do. Some options are confronting them about entering treatment or trying to form an intervention of close friends. The truth is that is that a person may have to hit rock bottom before they are ready to be treated.
15 Poems about Drug Abuse and Alcoholism
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There's only one thing I could ever say,Featured Shared Story
The poem was wonderful. People who have never had problems do not understand. I had a bad drinking problem a very long time ago. I was lucky enough to overcome the problem and become the...
It's not an addiction,
Really it's not.
But that mirror,
It's a source of affliction.Featured Shared Story
I have also struggled with my eating, and I loved the way you depicted anorexia through your imagery. I loved your stanzas about the scales and the mirror. With an eating disorder, no matter...
It's a sneaky little thing
That comes without a call.
When you think you have it conquered
Is when you lose it all.Featured Shared Story
It first started with stress. That's where I started my first sip. I became drunk and drank every day. I have tried to stop drinking, but the spirit of drinking is with me. The question is...
Time is consuming.
I struggle removing
temptation and sorrow
for a better tomorrow.Featured Shared Story
You're like a bad friend who is never there for me, but yet I trust you more than I trust myself. I don't trust anyone, but oddly I trust the one thing that's bad for me. Yes, you were there...
Another day of life by the drop.
I pray to Lord, help me stop.
I awake in pain, feeling shame.Featured Shared Story
I'm 10 years sober in total now. I tried to drink sensibly but to no avail. Finding AA was my one and only saviour. Acceptance and surrender really worked for me. One day at a time there,...
Crystal was once my friend.
She was always there for me
Whenever I was in need.
She helped me through my ups and downs,Featured Shared Story
I relate - of course I do. I relate to the addiction though. Not to being an "ex" addict. Because after all these years, I'm still struggling. The drug has changed - more than twice. I'm...
You were never really there,
And when you came around, all people did was stare,
You chose drugs over us,
At least you loved yourself, that's a plus.Featured Shared Story
I get what you mean when you say you blame her. Personally, I'm turning 14 in 3 days, and I just found out my mother is back in jail for meth, but she is still finding out ways to have kids....
How were the shrooms? The beer? The LSD?
I'll show you something more worthwhile than weed.
I can show you how to steal and lie.
Trust me, it's all you need to get by.Featured Shared Story
I love your poem. It touched my heart. I am soooo sorry for what you have been through. I am happy that you are ok and that hearing your poem I help stop my teenage friends. Thanks so much...
9. Drip Drop
the concoction of squished up white grapes
and alcohol blend into a golden liquid
that by the looks of,Featured Shared Story
I am 14 years old. I was diagnosed as an alcoholic at 13. Please, please, for me, don't pick up that bottle. It's ruined my life. Use me as a lesson.
Popping pills in the morning,
Popping pills at night.
Cutting deep into my skin,
Holding my blade tight.Featured Shared Story
I enjoyed reading this poem. I can totally relate to it because of personal issues of my own. I'm glad you were able to break the chains that bound you to the lifestyle. I'll be reading more...
I can see the anger in his eyes
And the alcohol rushing through his veins...
I can see the pump of his heartFeatured Shared Story
Don't ever give up on your dad. I'm 31 years old I just lost my dad to alcohol a week ago. He drank all my life we tried to help him quit so many times. He was a functioning alcoholic for a...
I've been wasted
I've been smashed
I've been fried
I've gone and bashedFeatured Shared Story
So, so true! One of the best poems I've read yet its so simple! I still get goose bumps every time I read the last line!
My life is like a puzzle when I'm not looking at it high.
Makes me stronger like a muscle when I see through clear eyes.
It seems never-ending, like the formula for pi.
Would it really be the worst thing if I disappeared and died?
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