Poems about Feeling Lost
#FeelingLost
Poems about feeling lost, confused, fed up or lacking direction in life. Poetry about struggling to find a place in the world, feeling excluded or different, and striving to feel content and motivated.
Madcinder
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 10:13am
20th Oct 2021 10:13am
I Try So Hard
When you see what you think is me.
Does it matter if what you see is real?
Where am I if not where I seem to be?
I can’t see you, hear you or feel.
I try so hard to be with you.
But I fall apart like I do.
I can’t stay in this place anymore.
Or I’ll fall apart once more.
When you hear my voice, did I even speak?
If I disintegrate and turn into dust.
When you pay attention to me I feel weak.
Cause I fear the staring gaze of your lust.
I try so hard to be with you.
But I fall apart like I do.
I can’t stay in...
Does it matter if what you see is real?
Where am I if not where I seem to be?
I can’t see you, hear you or feel.
I try so hard to be with you.
But I fall apart like I do.
I can’t stay in this place anymore.
Or I’ll fall apart once more.
When you hear my voice, did I even speak?
If I disintegrate and turn into dust.
When you pay attention to me I feel weak.
Cause I fear the staring gaze of your lust.
I try so hard to be with you.
But I fall apart like I do.
I can’t stay in...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#lyrics
#MovingOn
#FeelingLost
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WhiteHeartWayne
Poem Published
19th Oct 2021 10:08pm
19th Oct 2021 10:08pm
Empty Sea's
Empty Sea's
Don't let go, you will get through!
These times are merely testing you.
Don't give in no matter what you do.
You have too much, too much to lose.
Do you feel you've lost your identity?
Are these time testing judgingly?
Are you feeling lost out at sea,
Drifting alone to a place of solitary?
Have you seen the place to which your heading,
Where you've curled up and you've given in.
Have you the strength to make another weigh in,
To raise your sails and keep on sailing?
Can you trust...
Don't let go, you will get through!
These times are merely testing you.
Don't give in no matter what you do.
You have too much, too much to lose.
Do you feel you've lost your identity?
Are these time testing judgingly?
Are you feeling lost out at sea,
Drifting alone to a place of solitary?
Have you seen the place to which your heading,
Where you've curled up and you've given in.
Have you the strength to make another weigh in,
To raise your sails and keep on sailing?
Can you trust...
#love
#strength
#hope
#FeelingLost
#suffering
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missjem56
Poem Published
17th Oct 2021 6:32pm
17th Oct 2021 6:32pm
The Sword Swallower
There were so many words
Floating around
Inside my head
That eventually
I reached an overload
And they began
To leak out
Of all my orifices
Then swamp the room
Then to flood out
Through my open window
Onto the street below
Swallowing swords along the way
I screamed for HELP
But that word
Had already left the building
And been swallowed up
In the now
Gathering tsunami
As my thoughts
Gathered more momentum
Than before
Then something bizarre occurred
As if this wasn't already ...
Floating around
Inside my head
That eventually
I reached an overload
And they began
To leak out
Of all my orifices
Then swamp the room
Then to flood out
Through my open window
Onto the street below
Swallowing swords along the way
I screamed for HELP
But that word
Had already left the building
And been swallowed up
In the now
Gathering tsunami
As my thoughts
Gathered more momentum
Than before
Then something bizarre occurred
As if this wasn't already ...
#PowerOfWords
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
40 reads
1 Comment
Brandon
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Poem Published
16th Oct 2021 2:18am
16th Oct 2021 2:18am
Wishing you Were here
All I see
Is your imagery
As if it were on the walls
Scrawled about
Everywhere I look.
Is it sad of me
hallucinating in this way
To see you
every turn
The Corner of my eye
I imagine and I dream
I've dreamt of waking
Seeing you beside me
Feeling warmth
Up against me.
I feel you
All the time
Every day
Every night
Wishing you were Here.
Is your imagery
As if it were on the walls
Scrawled about
Everywhere I look.
Is it sad of me
hallucinating in this way
To see you
every turn
The Corner of my eye
I imagine and I dream
I've dreamt of waking
Seeing you beside me
Feeling warmth
Up against me.
I feel you
All the time
Every day
Every night
Wishing you were Here.
#love
#dreams
#FeelingLost
79 reads
3 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 15th Oct 2021 10:31pm
31st Jul 2020 1:15am
31st Jul 2020 1:15am
Hitchhiking to heaven
The devil on one shoulder
A demon on the other
Hitchhiking to heaven
Rides are few and far between
Narrow is the way
Deserted is the highway
God, please meet me halfway
I'm struggling to see
Through the blinding rain
It's an uphill climb
The whole way
God, please shine your light
Just one little ray
Carry my cross
Help me I'm lost
A demon on the other
Hitchhiking to heaven
Rides are few and far between
Narrow is the way
Deserted is the highway
God, please meet me halfway
I'm struggling to see
Through the blinding rain
It's an uphill climb
The whole way
God, please shine your light
Just one little ray
Carry my cross
Help me I'm lost
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#despair
#FeelingLost
#temptation
219 reads
4 Comments
Vortex32167
Poem Published
15th Oct 2021 7:27pm
15th Oct 2021 7:27pm
Disconnected
Floating in a space without time.
Disconnected from the world around.
Blurred by visions of what’s to come,
A place barren and deprived of sound.
Sometimes it’s only for a moment,
Sometimes it feels like ages have past.
I can’t seem to remember.
How long am I able to last?
Disconnected from the world around.
Blurred by visions of what’s to come,
A place barren and deprived of sound.
Sometimes it’s only for a moment,
Sometimes it feels like ages have past.
I can’t seem to remember.
How long am I able to last?
#depression
#MentalHealth
#FeelingLost
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jessica_orr
Jessica Orr
Jessica Orr
Poem Published
15th Oct 2021 2:35am
15th Oct 2021 2:35am
dark-light
you can't understand the far road.
the underside of addiction to the farce
of fear, the canter
of never trusting your hand drawing
any fucking line,
of reading and redoing what is fine.
Growing and stuck, the born not alive,
the crust not saturated with the normal;
I hate the feeling of hating you.
I request the cool, straight relic;
it will power my rise, my tall body,
my curvature straightened to my wet
part,
my leak of being alone too long,
my breasts no more in the dark.
crush and make it hurt.
...
the underside of addiction to the farce
of fear, the canter
of never trusting your hand drawing
any fucking line,
of reading and redoing what is fine.
Growing and stuck, the born not alive,
the crust not saturated with the normal;
I hate the feeling of hating you.
I request the cool, straight relic;
it will power my rise, my tall body,
my curvature straightened to my wet
part,
my leak of being alone too long,
my breasts no more in the dark.
crush and make it hurt.
...
#sex
#death
#suicide
#FeelingLost
#philosophical
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Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
13th Oct 2021 5:27pm
13th Oct 2021 5:27pm
ALL OF A SUDDEN
Buried and still breathing inside this sand dune..
Show me the new things that you know under this shining sun..
We are sighting this moon at noon..
So, tell me all the new things which you know under a shining sun..
Inside this grave me and all these creatures lying you all know this Canned Sardines..
Inside here, right here am their Prison Warden..
Relentlessly praying and sobbing at the same time to one day touch the door steps of Eden's Garden..
While this got written I don't actually...
Show me the new things that you know under this shining sun..
We are sighting this moon at noon..
So, tell me all the new things which you know under a shining sun..
Inside this grave me and all these creatures lying you all know this Canned Sardines..
Inside here, right here am their Prison Warden..
Relentlessly praying and sobbing at the same time to one day touch the door steps of Eden's Garden..
While this got written I don't actually...
#confessional
#confusion
#FeelingLost
56 reads
7 Comments
jessica_orr
Jessica Orr
Jessica Orr
Poem Published
12th Oct 2021 11:43am
12th Oct 2021 11:43am
Babylon
#anxiety
#narrative
#FeelingLost
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Kehlida
Bumped 9th Oct 2021 10:55am
10th May 2021 1:25am
10th May 2021 1:25am
Bad Luck
You chose to act against common sense, defying what you knew was best
Placing lust before a proper dose of skeptical analysis
Holding on to unreliable self-evaluations,
blinded in this age of anguish
You weighed your value falsely and quit relying on my guidance
I count on you to discover your truth, leaving all I love to chance
Two kindred souls, built imperfect by design
Our viewpoints are so aligned or at least I thought so
We’re doomed to inevitably destroy ourselves chasing inadequate desires
I only say all this to be honest...
Placing lust before a proper dose of skeptical analysis
Holding on to unreliable self-evaluations,
blinded in this age of anguish
You weighed your value falsely and quit relying on my guidance
I count on you to discover your truth, leaving all I love to chance
Two kindred souls, built imperfect by design
Our viewpoints are so aligned or at least I thought so
We’re doomed to inevitably destroy ourselves chasing inadequate desires
I only say all this to be honest...
#love
#grief
#friendship #FeelingLost
#friendship #FeelingLost
160 reads
2 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
7th Oct 2021 6:39pm
7th Oct 2021 6:39pm
To The Corn Wraith's Lair
There's a path, that's forever carved, through the unyielding corn
Offering a way, of dead ahead, along which I'm inexorably drawn
Through the undulating crop it leads me astray, of that I'm aware
Hewn by those of the passed, like a track to the corn wraith's lair
Every advancing step that I take, is seemingly, on sun baked soil
Crumbling underfoot, like the very earth itself is implicitly disloyal
Onwards and upwards, or down, always below a raven on a wire
Relentlessly myopic I reach the same nadir, then forty feet higher
Nothing but the corn appears...
Offering a way, of dead ahead, along which I'm inexorably drawn
Through the undulating crop it leads me astray, of that I'm aware
Hewn by those of the passed, like a track to the corn wraith's lair
Every advancing step that I take, is seemingly, on sun baked soil
Crumbling underfoot, like the very earth itself is implicitly disloyal
Onwards and upwards, or down, always below a raven on a wire
Relentlessly myopic I reach the same nadir, then forty feet higher
Nothing but the corn appears...
#death
#countryside
#nature
#ghosts
#FeelingLost
39 reads
HeidiC
Hyde
Hyde
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2021 2:08pm
3rd Oct 2021 2:08pm
Unreachable
She was having a certain level of difficulty discerning the exact moment it had started. She knew it started somewhere…everything else did. Maybe it had been during the summer that she could not smile. Not even if she had wanted to. Everyone smiles every now and then- she didn’t…not for a year. If she had, I think her face would have cracked like a hunk of dried clay turned brittle. Heavy & cumbersome- it fit her well in her perdition.
Clay hell.
It wouldn’t even be a blessing in disguise as I might have hoped for had I cared enough. No. It would just have broken apart and...
Clay hell.
It wouldn’t even be a blessing in disguise as I might have hoped for had I cared enough. No. It would just have broken apart and...
#myself
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
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