Poems About Feeling Lost Seeking Friendly Advice
#FeelingLost
Poems about feeling lost seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Nvmb
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:13am
Yesterday 1:13am
Ritual Memory
I wake in a place that does not know my name,
where the air is thick with lost prayers,
and the sky hums with voices I cannot place.
Somewhere, a flame flickers—
a beacon, or a warning.
I step forward, bare feet on cold stone,
but the earth does not answer.
Was I always meant to be a ghost?
A relic in a temple no one worships?
They dressed me in gold once,
offered their hands, their hymns—
but now, only silence kneels before me.
I press my palm to the altar,
its surface smooth, untouched by time.
A name...
where the air is thick with lost prayers,
and the sky hums with voices I cannot place.
Somewhere, a flame flickers—
a beacon, or a warning.
I step forward, bare feet on cold stone,
but the earth does not answer.
Was I always meant to be a ghost?
A relic in a temple no one worships?
They dressed me in gold once,
offered their hands, their hymns—
but now, only silence kneels before me.
I press my palm to the altar,
its surface smooth, untouched by time.
A name...
#FeelingLost
#grief
#sadness
#suffering
#suicide
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1 Comment
Nvmb
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:12am
Yesterday 1:12am
Husk
You left me in the shallows,
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
#despair
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#identity
#memories
36 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 3:17pm
31st Jan 2025 3:17pm
The NO Sign
Tired
is telling yourself no
but knowing you have to say yes
and so you carry on
Exhausted
is hearing the word NO
screaming at you
but turning down the volume
carrying on your duties
ignoring the shouting
though you hear it
every minute
of every day
Beyond exhausted
is tripping over the word NO
bruising yourself all over
getting up,
carrying on your daily routine
Running head first
into the NO sign
as it smashes you in the face
breaking your nose
and bloodying your mouth ...
is telling yourself no
but knowing you have to say yes
and so you carry on
Exhausted
is hearing the word NO
screaming at you
but turning down the volume
carrying on your duties
ignoring the shouting
though you hear it
every minute
of every day
Beyond exhausted
is tripping over the word NO
bruising yourself all over
getting up,
carrying on your daily routine
Running head first
into the NO sign
as it smashes you in the face
breaking your nose
and bloodying your mouth ...
#anxiety
#despair
#FeelingLost
70 reads
4 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 00:03am
29th Jan 2025 00:03am
Seaside
I’ve found myself lately
Walking along the washed
And rewashed shore,
Where early morning bandits
Slip in and steal up
Unbroken shells
For the crooks at souvenir shops
To resell to a quaint family
From the Illinois farmland
Breathing in
Tobacco smoke;
I know it’s not
What’s gonna get me.
Been running through
A thousand unspent conversations,
Trying to rewrite
All my wrongs,
Wishing we still had a chance
To gaze in to
One another’s
Weary eyes
As our paths thin,
Dwindling down ...
Walking along the washed
And rewashed shore,
Where early morning bandits
Slip in and steal up
Unbroken shells
For the crooks at souvenir shops
To resell to a quaint family
From the Illinois farmland
Breathing in
Tobacco smoke;
I know it’s not
What’s gonna get me.
Been running through
A thousand unspent conversations,
Trying to rewrite
All my wrongs,
Wishing we still had a chance
To gaze in to
One another’s
Weary eyes
As our paths thin,
Dwindling down ...
#depression
#FeelingLost
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
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0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 1:17am
23rd Jan 2025 1:17am
Echoes in the Dark
Why does it feel like I’m lost again?
Drowning beneath my thoughts again.
Why can’t I seem to escape this chain?
Every shadow feels the same.
Why’s it feel like the ground’s giving way?
Every move’s just a trap that I’ve made.
Got my mind locked tight, like a cage of flames,
Every step’s just a march through the pain.
Neon lights hum with a haunting sound,
Concrete walls feel like they’re closing down.
Yeah, they close in slow
And I know what it’s like to stand alone,
In a war with a voice that...
Drowning beneath my thoughts again.
Why can’t I seem to escape this chain?
Every shadow feels the same.
Why’s it feel like the ground’s giving way?
Every move’s just a trap that I’ve made.
Got my mind locked tight, like a cage of flames,
Every step’s just a march through the pain.
Neon lights hum with a haunting sound,
Concrete walls feel like they’re closing down.
Yeah, they close in slow
And I know what it’s like to stand alone,
In a war with a voice that...
#FeelingLost
#LifeChangingMoment
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0 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 2:46am
18th Jan 2025 2:46am
Enigma
Enigma,
Even unto myself;
Bottom of the barrel;
High-end top-shelf;
A student of both
Tolkien,
And Bourdain;
One,
Devout Catholic;
One culinarian,
Most profane.
My own heart
Tethered
On those thin threads between…
If you don’t
Really understand,
Then you know
Just what I mean.
Even unto myself;
Bottom of the barrel;
High-end top-shelf;
A student of both
Tolkien,
And Bourdain;
One,
Devout Catholic;
One culinarian,
Most profane.
My own heart
Tethered
On those thin threads between…
If you don’t
Really understand,
Then you know
Just what I mean.
#depression
#FeelingLost
#hope
#myself
#travel
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0 Comments
BloodyRose
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 11:33pm
6th Jan 2025 11:33pm
Iced
Continue to break me down,
ill continue to ice you out
Cold shoulder
will send shivers down your vertebrae
I'm not the one
easily forgotten
I'll always be your nightmare
that haunts you through the night
You call me a cunt,
but someone else will call me magnificent
The fall may hurt
but the return will avenge those emotions
The redemption
is a personal mission
You'll either cherish me
or let me go
Remember she's your princess,
Im the cold soul
Whisper my name
feel it echo through your soul
...
ill continue to ice you out
Cold shoulder
will send shivers down your vertebrae
I'm not the one
easily forgotten
I'll always be your nightmare
that haunts you through the night
You call me a cunt,
but someone else will call me magnificent
The fall may hurt
but the return will avenge those emotions
The redemption
is a personal mission
You'll either cherish me
or let me go
Remember she's your princess,
Im the cold soul
Whisper my name
feel it echo through your soul
...
#FeelingLost
#loneliness
84 reads
7 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 4:37pm
5th Jan 2025 4:37pm
Happy face.
Cold stone pavements.
Streets twittens and paths.
Down the hill.
A bite in the air.
By houses.
Discarded trees.
Festival season over.
A bonsai tree.
In a camper van.
Down to the pub i go.
Entering.
Felt the warmth.
Hear the chatter.
Banter & laughter.
I show my.
Happy face.
Streets twittens and paths.
Down the hill.
A bite in the air.
By houses.
Discarded trees.
Festival season over.
A bonsai tree.
In a camper van.
Down to the pub i go.
Entering.
Felt the warmth.
Hear the chatter.
Banter & laughter.
I show my.
Happy face.
#FeelingLost
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#MovingOn
#trees
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0 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 2:33pm
27th Dec 2024 2:33pm
Blackbirds
It's a long way home
When you don't know
Where home is
I wander lonely roads
Of asphalt and dust
Searching
I see the blackbirds
Watching and waiting
Starving for a burnt-out soul
They follow my every move
Perched in tree tops
Along window sills
I recall buildings and towns
From a long ago
Far away dream
But none are home to me
So I continue on
Still searching
Blackbirds land on my shoulders
And at my feet
Sensing my weariness
They whisper...
When you don't know
Where home is
I wander lonely roads
Of asphalt and dust
Searching
I see the blackbirds
Watching and waiting
Starving for a burnt-out soul
They follow my every move
Perched in tree tops
Along window sills
I recall buildings and towns
From a long ago
Far away dream
But none are home to me
So I continue on
Still searching
Blackbirds land on my shoulders
And at my feet
Sensing my weariness
They whisper...
#death
#FeelingLost
#rebirth
#spiritual
#weakness
126 reads
6 Comments
XBrandieX
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 1:29am
23rd Dec 2024 1:29am
The Healer
It's hard to be the one..
That is a pit stop on the way to healing.
That is here to help you regain feeling.
To wipe away your tears.
To fight away your fear.
To open up your heart.
To bandage all your scars.
To fill in the holes she burned....
But my lesson is never learned
I'm a healer.
Then you're on your way..
That is a pit stop on the way to healing.
That is here to help you regain feeling.
To wipe away your tears.
To fight away your fear.
To open up your heart.
To bandage all your scars.
To fill in the holes she burned....
But my lesson is never learned
I'm a healer.
Then you're on your way..
#FeelingLost
#love
156 reads
1 Comment
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 8:53am
27th Nov 2024 8:53am
Love Regardless
The crushing weight of emotions is sometimes too much to bear
They are not mine, but are from the loved ones of which I care
I hold this weight with all my might
so that their day should remain warm and bright
I am Atlas reborn
A man meant to weather the familial storm
I am Samson anew
It is a struggle that I wish they knew
They are not mine, but are from the loved ones of which I care
I hold this weight with all my might
so that their day should remain warm and bright
I am Atlas reborn
A man meant to weather the familial storm
I am Samson anew
It is a struggle that I wish they knew
#depression
#FeelingLost
#sadness
178 reads
1 Comment
Lilliputian
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 5:12pm
19th Nov 2024 5:12pm
Lost Souls _ with "Adagio"
sunken within the consuming mist,
eyes turning blear,
mind clouded and vision dull
of lost souls in pantomime near,
echoing a fallen tear
hanging on to a shadow's hull.
eyes turning blear,
mind clouded and vision dull
of lost souls in pantomime near,
echoing a fallen tear
hanging on to a shadow's hull.
#FeelingLost
#collaboration
165 reads
9 Comments
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