"suboxone" poems - Hello Poetry

Sign here and,here Authorized personnel only Exit… A sign of distress on his face The normal signs of distress? No. Signal the white flag high Suboxone and methadone Romney and Ryan The county fairgrounds… “Lookout for that fox!” DUI you cant afford it DUI CRACK you cant afford it Hand signals communicate UFO Conference? No SIGNS of UFO’s tonight “Where’s your sign?” What would my sign look like? Winding road, next 4 miles

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Jan 7, 2013

Jan 7, 2013 at 11:18 PM UTC

nathan-herby

Post No Signs

Sign here and,here Authorized personnel only Exit… A sign of distress on his face The normal signs of distress? No. Signal the white flag high Suboxone and methadone Romney and Ryan The county fairgrounds… “Lookout for that fox!” DUI you cant afford it DUI CRACK you cant afford it Hand signals communicate UFO Conference? No SIGNS of UFO’s tonight “Where’s your sign?” What would my sign look like? Winding road, next 4 miles

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I haven't seen the sun for days. I missed it so much I forgot how much I hate it. You're like a cherub With its guts on the floor. Like the poppy and Its black venom. I tried to get tired, Now I'm out of steam. The engine crawls to its feet To sweat out my insomnia. Floral engagement. Married arrangement. Dystopian harpischord sings In my ear. I'll bottle your scent To make up for my Dopamine deficiency. My eyes are fossilized. Give me Suboxone with the Irish juice please.

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Aug 21, 2014

Aug 21, 2014 at 7:24 PM UTC

david-jm

Heavy Waits, Lighter Habits

I haven't seen the sun for days. I missed it so much I forgot how much I hate it. You're like a cherub With its guts on the floor. Like the poppy and Its black venom. I tried to get tired, Now I'm out of steam. The engine crawls to its feet To sweat out my insomnia. Floral engagement. Married arrangement. Dystopian harpischord sings In my ear. I'll bottle your scent To make up for my Dopamine deficiency. My eyes are fossilized. Give me Suboxone with the Irish juice please.

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It takes the obvious things like happiness a career,the trust they had in you and the hopes you had for yourself . Then the girl and in time several girls all of whom tried to live with your madness. Then you crash the car, lose the house and end up hiding from the world in cheap multi unit apartment building. And you never answer the door or the telephone unless it's your guy calling to bring you more. Less light and more fire. Everything looks less depressing by candle light. The AC broke down a year ago. Open windows keep the air free from anxiety. Your loved ones become bitter at the thought of you while your friends , the real ones now act as if those memories you shared and those fights you fought were all just in passing. The friendship is no longer there. Sunshine and social settings are two things you do all you can to avoid. Cops know you by your name and street people now call you 'Brother' even though you have a home. Somewhere in those years your *** life had died and no one ever bothered inviting you to the funeral. You know it's the Devil when it causes you to forget about having something you spent years lusting over and partaking in at every given chance with just about any given girl . The poppy I speak of only with respect. The Dragon and the chasing has almost ran its course. The lazy Monkey and my aching spine. The Fentanyl and the Suboxone. The crying jail cell walls and the ***** on the floor. The scars and the death of another . The years all wasted and the girl who no longer thinks of you . It took all I had I have nothing left to give.

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Sep 2, 2017

Sep 2, 2017 at 7:37 PM UTC

anthony-b-perales

******

It takes the obvious things like happiness a career,the trust they had in you and the hopes you had for yourself . Then the girl and in time several girls all of whom tried to live with your madness. Then you crash the car, lose the house and end up hiding from the world in cheap multi unit apartment building. And you never answer the door or the telephone unless it's your guy calling to bring you more. Less light and more fire. Everything looks less depressing by candle light. The AC broke down a year ago. Open windows keep the air free from anxiety. Your loved ones become bitter at the thought of you while your friends , the real ones now act as if those memories you shared and those fights you fought were all just in passing. The friendship is no longer there. Sunshine and social settings are two things you do all you can to avoid. Cops know you by your name and street people now call you 'Brother' even though you have a home. Somewhere in those years your *** life had died and no one ever bothered inviting you to the funeral. You know it's the Devil when it causes you to forget about having something you spent years lusting over and partaking in at every given chance with just about any given girl . The poppy I speak of only with respect. The Dragon and the chasing has almost ran its course. The lazy Monkey and my aching spine. The Fentanyl and the Suboxone. The crying jail cell walls and the ***** on the floor. The scars and the death of another . The years all wasted and the girl who no longer thinks of you . It took all I had I have nothing left to give.

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love is gravity & hearts plummet. oxygen seizes so why summit. white flies lick ****** knees. red skin burns muddy pleas. time is helium & lies numb it. suboxone eases just for a moment. marigold dyes lazy grips. kudzu spreads like raging fits.

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Dec 11, 2018

Dec 11, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC

_trf

love, lies & marigold dyes

love is gravity & hearts plummet. oxygen seizes so why summit. white flies lick ****** knees. red skin burns muddy pleas. time is helium & lies numb it. suboxone eases just for a moment. marigold dyes lazy grips. kudzu spreads like raging fits.

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I EAT A SUBOXONE FOR LUNCH I THINK THAT IM GONNA THROW UP THATS A LOVELY BUZZ AND SIDE AFFECT OF BEING FORCED TO GROW UP I MISS BEING YOUNG IN SUMMER ONLY TWENTY ONE & BUMMED OUT ALWAYS SOMETHING WRONG & ITS MY FAULT I JUST KEEP FAULTING OUT & ALL THE LOVELY LADIES THAT IVE LOVED JUST THINK IM CRAZY CUZ MY LOVE AROUND THE CLOCK THE LOVE THEY GIVE TO ME IS LAZY & IT BREAKS ME, ALWAYS BREAKS ME, EVERY TIME IT FEELS THE SAME N IM ALIVE BUT DEAD INSIDE I GO OUTSIDE TO FEEL THE RAYS & I DISSOLVE DONT WANNA BE INVOLVED DESIRE TO EVOLVE I FEEL THE RAIN & CRACK A SMILE SYMBOLS INESCAPABLE ALWAYS FALL, FOREVER FALLEN NEVER FALLEN FOR I PLACE FLOWERS IN THE HINGES LATCHES OF YOUR LOCKING DOOR & I KNOW THAT THEYLL PROLLY DIE YEAH YOU WONT EVER WATER THEM BUT I JUST FIGURED MAYBE YOU MIGHT SMILE AT THE THOUGHT OF THEM & IF I COULD CONTROL ALL THESE EMOTIONS I COULD CALL YOU FRIEND IM SWEPT IN THE INTENSITY DEFENSLESS & A FALLEN MAN

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Oct 9, 2016

Oct 9, 2016 at 5:23 AM UTC

hooflip

Yup

I EAT A SUBOXONE FOR LUNCH I THINK THAT IM GONNA THROW UP THATS A LOVELY BUZZ AND SIDE AFFECT OF BEING FORCED TO GROW UP I MISS BEING YOUNG IN SUMMER ONLY TWENTY ONE & BUMMED OUT ALWAYS SOMETHING WRONG & ITS MY FAULT I JUST KEEP FAULTING OUT & ALL THE LOVELY LADIES THAT IVE LOVED JUST THINK IM CRAZY CUZ MY LOVE AROUND THE CLOCK THE LOVE THEY GIVE TO ME IS LAZY & IT BREAKS ME, ALWAYS BREAKS ME, EVERY TIME IT FEELS THE SAME N IM ALIVE BUT DEAD INSIDE I GO OUTSIDE TO FEEL THE RAYS & I DISSOLVE DONT WANNA BE INVOLVED DESIRE TO EVOLVE I FEEL THE RAIN & CRACK A SMILE SYMBOLS INESCAPABLE ALWAYS FALL, FOREVER FALLEN NEVER FALLEN FOR I PLACE FLOWERS IN THE HINGES LATCHES OF YOUR LOCKING DOOR & I KNOW THAT THEYLL PROLLY DIE YEAH YOU WONT EVER WATER THEM BUT I JUST FIGURED MAYBE YOU MIGHT SMILE AT THE THOUGHT OF THEM & IF I COULD CONTROL ALL THESE EMOTIONS I COULD CALL YOU FRIEND IM SWEPT IN THE INTENSITY DEFENSLESS & A FALLEN MAN

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Subdued Boxed in Laying in euphoria from suboxone I am at home All alone Wishing for someone to hold

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Feb 22, 2015

Feb 22, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC

hed0nist

Drugs

Subdued Boxed in Laying in euphoria from suboxone I am at home All alone Wishing for someone to hold

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You turned your back on me while i had my chest exposed to you, how was i supposed to know you had been craving a different kind of drug? you were pure hard drugs everyone else is a substitute, i can still feel you in my veins i am addicted, you are heroine, they are suboxone, you are an american spirit, they're a nicotine patch, you are moonshine, they're a non-alcoholic beer, you are the way the sun warms the grass on a summer day, they are a wooden stove, you are a freshly baked cookie, they are a day old discount pastry, you are an angel dipped in gold, they are a ****** statue spray painted black, nothing on this earth could amount to the sight of your smiling face and wrinkled nose, trying to describe you with words in a poem is an insult to you, nothing could ever accurately depict the heavenly being that you are, but, oh God, i'll try although it falls upon deaf ears.

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Sep 8, 2017

Sep 8, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC

willio280

Addicted to you

You turned your back on me while i had my chest exposed to you, how was i supposed to know you had been craving a different kind of drug? you were pure hard drugs everyone else is a substitute, i can still feel you in my veins i am addicted, you are heroine, they are suboxone, you are an american spirit, they're a nicotine patch, you are moonshine, they're a non-alcoholic beer, you are the way the sun warms the grass on a summer day, they are a wooden stove, you are a freshly baked cookie, they are a day old discount pastry, you are an angel dipped in gold, they are a ****** statue spray painted black, nothing on this earth could amount to the sight of your smiling face and wrinkled nose, trying to describe you with words in a poem is an insult to you, nothing could ever accurately depict the heavenly being that you are, but, oh God, i'll try although it falls upon deaf ears.

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