Poems about Life Struggles
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life when things get tough, with difficult decisions to make or feeling like life is falling apart. Here you will find a range of life struggles expressed through poetry.
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Hold My Beer
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I didn't know how to gracefully release
an emotional undercurrent
in a manner that was clear
and concise
without becoming the monster I hate
Until the Poem said, Pssst. . .
Hold my beer.
I didn't know how to gracefully release
an emotional undercurrent
in a manner that was clear
and concise
without becoming the monster I hate
Until the Poem said, Pssst. . .
Hold my beer.
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#minimalist
#WritingPoetry
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Take that one chance and make it a great one
At a young age you were told "You have the whole world ahead of you to do what you like"
What do you do...Nothing. Most settle on what comes to them easily. Never striving for much more then the basics. It don't matter to you at the time. You have youth, energy, your having unprotected sex and hanging out with friends all the time. Life seems quite good, until you have to grow up.
At middle age you now think "I've should have done this to avoid that or to go this route instead of that route" You realize changes can be made but you become to content and set...
What do you do...Nothing. Most settle on what comes to them easily. Never striving for much more then the basics. It don't matter to you at the time. You have youth, energy, your having unprotected sex and hanging out with friends all the time. Life seems quite good, until you have to grow up.
At middle age you now think "I've should have done this to avoid that or to go this route instead of that route" You realize changes can be made but you become to content and set...
#aging
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
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And yeah, so what
this year may as well
be some microwave
dinner nobody really
wants to indulge in
soaking through plastic,
laden in aromas screaming
please throw me out now
and trust me, i'm waiting
for that garbage brigade
to press that button down
so I can watch it begin
crushing to death.
I already know what
everyone around me
will collectively say
"it might get better
in a few months"
please know, as
this year rolls on
it's not going to
get any easier ...
be some microwave
dinner nobody really
wants to indulge in
soaking through plastic,
laden in aromas screaming
please throw me out now
and trust me, i'm waiting
for that garbage brigade
to press that button down
so I can watch it begin
crushing to death.
I already know what
everyone around me
will collectively say
"it might get better
in a few months"
please know, as
this year rolls on
it's not going to
get any easier ...
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
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All the miles everyday
It's so good to hear you sounding so good and happy, man that's awesome!!
It's good to hear about someone out there destroying it
It's so hard to do anything these days
Got that right
You gotta pass through so many nowhere's and plow through so many nobody's to get anywhere
All the miles each and every day you have to go through just to get to yourself
It's good to hear about someone out there destroying it
It's so hard to do anything these days
Got that right
You gotta pass through so many nowhere's and plow through so many nobody's to get anywhere
All the miles each and every day you have to go through just to get to yourself
#frustration
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#PersonalGrowth
#philosophical
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Salt In The Wound
I keep my head low, doing my best,
but every time I rise, they put me to rest.
Tried all my life, just to make a stand,
but every time I reach, they slap my hand.
You push and you fight, you dig in the dirt,
but the more you struggle, the deeper the hurt.
Shot down again, no matter the try,
with every fall, a piece of me dies.
I work with my hands, break my back for the cause,
they tear me apart with no reason, no laws.
Like salt in the wound, it burns through my soul,
taking what's left, never leaving me whole. ...
but every time I rise, they put me to rest.
Tried all my life, just to make a stand,
but every time I reach, they slap my hand.
You push and you fight, you dig in the dirt,
but the more you struggle, the deeper the hurt.
Shot down again, no matter the try,
with every fall, a piece of me dies.
I work with my hands, break my back for the cause,
they tear me apart with no reason, no laws.
Like salt in the wound, it burns through my soul,
taking what's left, never leaving me whole. ...
#LifeStruggles
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The Great Escape Chapter 17, Part 5 of 8
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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Insomnia
I toss and turn, restless in the dark, Counting sheep, but none will leave their mark. Midnight comes through halls so quiet, wondering if I locked all the doors, my mind won't be still.
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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falling home
I saw her today
so quiet
& soft
a somber ghost
of her former self
the pine trees
no longer whisper
& cold, black fingers
hold up a heavy
December sky
her heart lies fallow
born of Winter's burden
the blood pools like sap
in her limbs
& in her chest
& I see her die
her little deaths
knowing
the sun will rise again
without her
for her roots too
are infinite
so quiet
& soft
a somber ghost
of her former self
the pine trees
no longer whisper
& cold, black fingers
hold up a heavy
December sky
her heart lies fallow
born of Winter's burden
the blood pools like sap
in her limbs
& in her chest
& I see her die
her little deaths
knowing
the sun will rise again
without her
for her roots too
are infinite
#LifeStruggles
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Too many bad days
So many. Had to burn ‘em.
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
#dark
#depression
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
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I'm alive
Take this loneliness
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
#depression
#hope
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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Pull Me Under
I’ve been through a storm in a raging sea,
Beaten and battered by nature’s fury,
Lost in darkness as far as I could see,
The tempest was my soul’s judge and jury.
I’ve been blinded by the dreadful lightening,
Hanging on in the depths of the unknown,
Pummeled by monster waves it’s quite frightening,
Scared and terrified that I was alone.
I’ve been stranded in grim situations,
Losing faith and hope tossed in the vastness,
And then I felt a swift indignation,
Facing death my fear turned into madness.
I’ve screamed at...
Beaten and battered by nature’s fury,
Lost in darkness as far as I could see,
The tempest was my soul’s judge and jury.
I’ve been blinded by the dreadful lightening,
Hanging on in the depths of the unknown,
Pummeled by monster waves it’s quite frightening,
Scared and terrified that I was alone.
I’ve been stranded in grim situations,
Losing faith and hope tossed in the vastness,
And then I felt a swift indignation,
Facing death my fear turned into madness.
I’ve screamed at...
#LifeStruggles
#scary
#LifeGoals #LifeCycle
#LifeGoals #LifeCycle
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Passing By
I crawl into bed with my madness, Screaming in agony, pleading to the skies, "Speak to God— Beg him to halt my trials, To ease this weight I carry in the dark."
I scream at my reflection, "What more can I give? You take, and take, and take, And where is my reward? I asked for love, But never knew that I'd be waiting in hell for it."
Anxiety whispers, A relentless game of "what if" Echoing with glimpses of a broken past— What if I’d known love in my youth? What if my childhood didn’t beat and break me? Would I have still searched for for love...
I scream at my reflection, "What more can I give? You take, and take, and take, And where is my reward? I asked for love, But never knew that I'd be waiting in hell for it."
Anxiety whispers, A relentless game of "what if" Echoing with glimpses of a broken past— What if I’d known love in my youth? What if my childhood didn’t beat and break me? Would I have still searched for for love...
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
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