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.
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
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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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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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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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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
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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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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
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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
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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
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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
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poptarts don't get better with age
I remember being 7 years old
and poptarts being the best breakfast food
ever invented
I'm 40 now and I can barely choke down
the cloying sweetness of the second tart
and questioning my life choices
as to why I thought poptarts would be
a good way to commemorate
this midlife crisis of a birthday
and poptarts being the best breakfast food
ever invented
I'm 40 now and I can barely choke down
the cloying sweetness of the second tart
and questioning my life choices
as to why I thought poptarts would be
a good way to commemorate
this midlife crisis of a birthday
#FeelingLost
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Nella mia Faccia
sitting upon a fence
gazing out from sorrowed eyes
feeling downcast, somewhat bent
no answer to the why’s
i see your face
your smile a grace
left to help me feel
to prop me up
renew my hope
to stop me falling
beneath some wheel
words and sounds
that I repeat are
empty of the pain
that is 'missing you'
but yet I voice them
to the air
on some prayer
they might find you
from on this fence
i regard the sun
dropping slowing in the sky ...
gazing out from sorrowed eyes
feeling downcast, somewhat bent
no answer to the why’s
i see your face
your smile a grace
left to help me feel
to prop me up
renew my hope
to stop me falling
beneath some wheel
words and sounds
that I repeat are
empty of the pain
that is 'missing you'
but yet I voice them
to the air
on some prayer
they might find you
from on this fence
i regard the sun
dropping slowing in the sky ...
#despair
#FeelingLost
#grief
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DU Poetry : Poems About Feeling Lost Seeking Friendly Advice