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.
arsastar
astaroth..
astaroth..
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 9:20pm
8th Oct 2024 9:20pm
What is This?
The restless static in my head.
Static that reaches my bed. No comfort here, turn back to see everything engulfed in static and noise. It rings and clashes at your head. Uncomfortable feelings of dread. Persistently upset. Unsatisfied, unreal, unkempt. Distaste of human race, it's pounding at the walls. Let it out hurry up! It's gonna be too late soon. It'll get in and go straight for the jugular. I'm not moving but I'm trying. My body is refusing its instructions. I look down to see my legs all fuzzy, muddled, and wrapped in static. Gotta hurry! I open the door to ear piercing screams....
Static that reaches my bed. No comfort here, turn back to see everything engulfed in static and noise. It rings and clashes at your head. Uncomfortable feelings of dread. Persistently upset. Unsatisfied, unreal, unkempt. Distaste of human race, it's pounding at the walls. Let it out hurry up! It's gonna be too late soon. It'll get in and go straight for the jugular. I'm not moving but I'm trying. My body is refusing its instructions. I look down to see my legs all fuzzy, muddled, and wrapped in static. Gotta hurry! I open the door to ear piercing screams....
#boredom
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#insomnia
#suffering
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siafialia
nonexistent
nonexistent
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 4:17pm
23rd Sep 2024 4:17pm
Detrimental.
I’ve broken the barriers
of my mind,
in an attempt
to understand
what’s been
whisked away from me,
I believed, unfairly.
Leaving me to sip on the
toxins that
burn through
my soul, making
me delirious to reason,
my disgust builds,
my environment
but mush under my
now soaked shoes.
I wish to rip them off,
yet they are the little
of what I have left.
I'm afraid to let go,
so I grip onto them,
unwilling to release,
that of which, is
detrimental to me.
of my mind,
in an attempt
to understand
what’s been
whisked away from me,
I believed, unfairly.
Leaving me to sip on the
toxins that
burn through
my soul, making
me delirious to reason,
my disgust builds,
my environment
but mush under my
now soaked shoes.
I wish to rip them off,
yet they are the little
of what I have left.
I'm afraid to let go,
so I grip onto them,
unwilling to release,
that of which, is
detrimental to me.
#despair
#FeelingLost
#hurt
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missjem56
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 2:09pm
17th Sep 2024 2:09pm
A Golden Glow
i'm as lost, as the midnight star
on a cloudy night
not a twinkle in site
my shine
lies in the shade
like a shroud
my spirit cowed
wondering whether my light will shine
if there is no-one there to see it
a lone, faraway light
lost behind a cloud
for the rest of the night
until the cloud moved
just as the sun had risen
digesting all starlight
in its golden glow
by Jemia
on a cloudy night
not a twinkle in site
my shine
lies in the shade
like a shroud
my spirit cowed
wondering whether my light will shine
if there is no-one there to see it
a lone, faraway light
lost behind a cloud
for the rest of the night
until the cloud moved
just as the sun had risen
digesting all starlight
in its golden glow
by Jemia
#FeelingLost
#hope
#sadness
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missjem56
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 2:06pm
5th Sep 2024 2:06pm
Righting Of Wrongs, Or Wrong Writing
Imposter
syndrome
No
poetic
ambitions
left
Mortal
coils'
bereft
by Jemia
syndrome
No
poetic
ambitions
left
Mortal
coils'
bereft
by Jemia
#FeelingLost
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection #senryu
#SelfReflection #senryu
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adagio
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 10:53pm
26th Aug 2024 10:53pm
Thanking I'm Charlie Chann
To my alter ego whom I respect and trust
don't self-destruct and become my obituary
fading to dark drowning in Moo Goo Gai Pan
becoming a psychopathic narcissistic eggroll
thanking I'm Charlie Chann
don't self-destruct and become my obituary
fading to dark drowning in Moo Goo Gai Pan
becoming a psychopathic narcissistic eggroll
thanking I'm Charlie Chann
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#identity #mirror
#identity #mirror
161 reads
2 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 12:27pm
23rd Aug 2024 12:27pm
Blankets To Hide
Blood once fiery with passion
runs cold, dripping in bitter seasons,
snowfall without happiness
A house of cards amidst the winds
of grief and loss, reshuffled and cut to
clubs or spades, deafened by the
metronome click of the second hand as
the time of his life elapses
Walking adjacent to life but not in it,
a facade of acceptance beneath the
black blanket of death
runs cold, dripping in bitter seasons,
snowfall without happiness
A house of cards amidst the winds
of grief and loss, reshuffled and cut to
clubs or spades, deafened by the
metronome click of the second hand as
the time of his life elapses
Walking adjacent to life but not in it,
a facade of acceptance beneath the
black blanket of death
#dark
#FeelingLost
#grief
11 reads
6 Comments
OnlySorrow44
Wishes
Wishes
Poem Published
31st Jul 2024 8:48pm
31st Jul 2024 8:48pm
Paradise Lost
Two pieces of a broken dream
Left floating on a summer stream
A diamond waiting in despair
Beneath the liquid laissez-faire
Simple peace and aching need
Imperiled by a jealous breed
Little fragments lost in time
Forgotten details of their rhyme
A modest sum that leads to two
Became a whole that wasn't true
Maybe value isn't real
Or something we weren't meant to feel
Where has all the yearning gone?
It fleeted as a frightened fawn
That ran into the darkened wood
As if it's grace misunderstood ...
Left floating on a summer stream
A diamond waiting in despair
Beneath the liquid laissez-faire
Simple peace and aching need
Imperiled by a jealous breed
Little fragments lost in time
Forgotten details of their rhyme
A modest sum that leads to two
Became a whole that wasn't true
Maybe value isn't real
Or something we weren't meant to feel
Where has all the yearning gone?
It fleeted as a frightened fawn
That ran into the darkened wood
As if it's grace misunderstood ...
#breakup
#FeelingLost
242 reads
2 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 4:19am
9th Jul 2024 4:19am
Aspiring Apathy
I took the drive up
Mulberry Lane
Letting my mind drift
While I cursed your name
I saw your evil, yet
A sight to behold
Thinking thoughts that uplift
To erase your stranglehold
While the night went on
I ran for the hills
Brandished my glass
And gave you the chills
Realizing life is finite
Purpose seems hollow
Let it be an empty night
As I outrun the sorrow
Mulberry Lane
Letting my mind drift
While I cursed your name
I saw your evil, yet
A sight to behold
Thinking thoughts that uplift
To erase your stranglehold
While the night went on
I ran for the hills
Brandished my glass
And gave you the chills
Realizing life is finite
Purpose seems hollow
Let it be an empty night
As I outrun the sorrow
#apathy
#bittersweet
#despair
#escape
#FeelingLost
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1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 3:47am
9th Jul 2024 3:47am
Self-Justified
I write words
For utter fulfillment
Hand-me-downs and bring-me-downs
To express the tragic
These words I write
Help to soothe, since
Deceitful ones know no bounds
To exploit the manic
I write words
By the mouthful
Chewed up, then
Swallowed, then
Regurgitated
Onto paper
To satisfy mind’s eye
And keep the soul alive
Before it burns
down
...to the ember
For utter fulfillment
Hand-me-downs and bring-me-downs
To express the tragic
These words I write
Help to soothe, since
Deceitful ones know no bounds
To exploit the manic
I write words
By the mouthful
Chewed up, then
Swallowed, then
Regurgitated
Onto paper
To satisfy mind’s eye
And keep the soul alive
Before it burns
down
...to the ember
#confusion
#dark
#despair
#emotions
#FeelingLost
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
5th Jul 2024 6:40pm
5th Jul 2024 6:40pm
The Sandman's Regime
Something in me must be broken
as I try to lie down at night
My dreams all turn into nightmares
that keep waking me up alright
Ones where I drive semi again
with no idea where to go
Ones where I've found some strange places
without a good map to follow
Ones where my logbook’s out of date
like that test I haven't studied for?
And NEW problems seem to find me
I've never encountered before
Ones where I get into a WRECK
that would be hard to justify
I never reach my goal you see
before I wake up FYI
My...
as I try to lie down at night
My dreams all turn into nightmares
that keep waking me up alright
Ones where I drive semi again
with no idea where to go
Ones where I've found some strange places
without a good map to follow
Ones where my logbook’s out of date
like that test I haven't studied for?
And NEW problems seem to find me
I've never encountered before
Ones where I get into a WRECK
that would be hard to justify
I never reach my goal you see
before I wake up FYI
My...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#identity #myself
#identity #myself
155 reads
2 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
4th Jul 2024 8:14pm
4th Jul 2024 8:14pm
Rusting
I’m much smaller than I used to be,
The moisture in my skin slowly evaporated into the air.
I’ve become shriveled and thin.
Stretched to the limit,
You can see the spaces between the stitches.
I miss being whole,
Feeling solid and thick.
I am splitting edges,
Dry leaves and sticks.
Weaker,
Brittle like a rotting tree.
I hold these stones in my palms,
And wait for them to fall through.
Guiltily letting the wind take me,
My veins come unthreaded.
I miss where I used to be,
What I used to be.
I’ve...
The moisture in my skin slowly evaporated into the air.
I’ve become shriveled and thin.
Stretched to the limit,
You can see the spaces between the stitches.
I miss being whole,
Feeling solid and thick.
I am splitting edges,
Dry leaves and sticks.
Weaker,
Brittle like a rotting tree.
I hold these stones in my palms,
And wait for them to fall through.
Guiltily letting the wind take me,
My veins come unthreaded.
I miss where I used to be,
What I used to be.
I’ve...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#LifeStruggles #sadness
#LifeStruggles #sadness
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sommerthe1st
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 5:54am
28th Jun 2024 5:54am
Infinite
I want more than to exist
I want to become the grass I lay in,
To feel the blades pierce my skin and grow into my soul
To see beyond the visible
To feel beyond what is existence
To be infinite
I want to become the grass I lay in,
To feel the blades pierce my skin and grow into my soul
To see beyond the visible
To feel beyond what is existence
To be infinite
#confusion
#depression
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#loneliness
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3 Comments
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