Poems About Feeling Lost Seeking Honest Critique
#FeelingLost
Poems about feeling lost seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
SweetBobbyBlu
Easin On In
Easin On In
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 5:51pm
6th Mar 2025 5:51pm
Wishbone Pier (a love lost)
I pondered life one starry night,
and the lights above seemed not so bright.
I chipped away at a painted sill
when a shooting star left me a chill.
Layered paint from stories told,
fell as kids grew young to old.
I touched the scars from families past
and felt a nudge from strength they cast.
Through troubled times and all their best
they knew and whispered my unrest;
“The journey we all know and love,
comes with grace from high above.
A simple plan helped us to grow,
as those before us watched the show.”
...
and the lights above seemed not so bright.
I chipped away at a painted sill
when a shooting star left me a chill.
Layered paint from stories told,
fell as kids grew young to old.
I touched the scars from families past
and felt a nudge from strength they cast.
Through troubled times and all their best
they knew and whispered my unrest;
“The journey we all know and love,
comes with grace from high above.
A simple plan helped us to grow,
as those before us watched the show.”
...
#denial
#FeelingLost
#grief #love
#grief #love
46 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 4:07pm
4th Mar 2025 4:07pm
Lantern In The Darkness
The flamelight of my hope and reality
burns within the darkness of psychosis.
Light within dark overcomes –
No matter how small the flame.
Whenever I fall asleep, darkness
slithers itself in bed alongside me
with gazing eyes and a whispery voice.
And there is a lantern within – one I hold
to this darkness that my hallucinating
eyes cannot penetrate alone.
My eyes are lamplit to the dream,
for the flame within ensouls me.
The light of my lantern pulsates,
possessing a fiery heartbeat,
pushing...
burns within the darkness of psychosis.
Light within dark overcomes –
No matter how small the flame.
Whenever I fall asleep, darkness
slithers itself in bed alongside me
with gazing eyes and a whispery voice.
And there is a lantern within – one I hold
to this darkness that my hallucinating
eyes cannot penetrate alone.
My eyes are lamplit to the dream,
for the flame within ensouls me.
The light of my lantern pulsates,
possessing a fiery heartbeat,
pushing...
#bipolar
#FeelingLost
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
55 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 12:58pm
4th Mar 2025 12:58pm
The beauty of it all
They say that no one is sent to you by chance or accident, for in high sight they are there to help you navigate through, the process of understanding what is life truly all about when we can connect, on a subconscious level of energy and perseverance. For sure life is about learning new things whether good or bad, yet life will teach us as it will test our strength and faith and beliefs. For sure that is life in it's finest moments of maturity and strength, and giving us the strength to continue to stand and fight, never truly giving up. For sure life is our greatest teacher about ourselves...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
48 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 2:28am
3rd Mar 2025 2:28am
To much time wasted
During these days and times we are wasting to much time on nonsense, that doesn't do anything for you but makes you feel, more of the confusion that puts yourself and your own life in danger. For sure let's ask ourselves what time has you wasted in some relationships, that only didn't have the ability to manifest that which what you want and need, to sustain life and love. For sure we are entitled to have a true opportunity and choice, to be happy with someone knowing that they got your back, and you got there back as well. For seriously why is it so hard to find that someone, who wants the...
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
50 reads
0 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 1:17am
1st Mar 2025 1:17am
Just Catching Up/Do Dead People Pray?
Mama,
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, but you are, in fact, a spectator. So you see everything, but you know me. I have to put it all down on paper, and then give it to others because some days it’s the only proof I have that I am anywhere at all.
My body is a locked jaw, grinding teeth to dust, and it’s all to keep something inside. I’m uncertain what will tumble out if I let it all go. Will it have teeth, claws, and green and yellow froth coming from its mouth? Or will it fall to the ground, its mummified parts turning to dust after eons in darkness?
...
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, but you are, in fact, a spectator. So you see everything, but you know me. I have to put it all down on paper, and then give it to others because some days it’s the only proof I have that I am anywhere at all.
My body is a locked jaw, grinding teeth to dust, and it’s all to keep something inside. I’m uncertain what will tumble out if I let it all go. Will it have teeth, claws, and green and yellow froth coming from its mouth? Or will it fall to the ground, its mummified parts turning to dust after eons in darkness?
...
#death
#FeelingLost
#gratitude
#mother
#SelfDiscovery
63 reads
6 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 1:53am
27th Feb 2025 1:53am
Ghostly Hallucinations
Turning black all around me,
the air had icy fingers
pinching my skin with emotional frostbite.
A shrill cry followed,
echoing in the fog
of schizophrenia’s uncertainty.
Wandering through this graveyard,
the gravestones of my past
stand silently and somewhere within.
The eyes of a ghost follow me -
laughter, hideous laughter lurks in its eyes,
then I shiver with humiliation.
With hell in my mind,
my hair stands on end,
my eyes the windows to this furnace.
Normality,
was there...
the air had icy fingers
pinching my skin with emotional frostbite.
A shrill cry followed,
echoing in the fog
of schizophrenia’s uncertainty.
Wandering through this graveyard,
the gravestones of my past
stand silently and somewhere within.
The eyes of a ghost follow me -
laughter, hideous laughter lurks in its eyes,
then I shiver with humiliation.
With hell in my mind,
my hair stands on end,
my eyes the windows to this furnace.
Normality,
was there...
#bipolar
#depression
#FeelingLost
#MentalHealth
#surreal
69 reads
2 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 1:02am
25th Feb 2025 1:02am
And Some Like Life
#death
#FeelingLost
#hurt
45 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 11:02am
23rd Feb 2025 11:02am
Why is this time different
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ 🪬 SHAMAN 🪬 I would like to tell you about my life at the age of 16 years old, upon a trip to the South of Lynette Alabama that I was requested, to attend because.my aunt Big Mama told my grandparents that it was imperative, that I attended the family reunion. When I asked my grandmother WHY 🤔 I was told I have to wait until we got there, at the reunion of the family. When we finally arrived at Big Mama's house 🏠 and I still wondered why, it was imperative that I be...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#identity
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
53 reads
0 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 7:58pm
19th Feb 2025 7:58pm
dear death
Take me home, I beg of thee.
Take my hand, and set me free.
Dear death, please hear my plea
Release me from this misery.
Take my hand, and set me free.
Dear death, please hear my plea
Release me from this misery.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#FeelingLost
96 reads
0 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 6:50pm
15th Feb 2025 6:50pm
Lab Yrinth
Enclosed in a maze,
The rat is lost in confinement
He patterns out the bait and route
A switch flicks in his head as he catches
Sight of the world through a crack in the wall
He does not really register at first
And continues to chase the artificial scent
Of cloying comfort and sleepy routine
Going around and around
One day he wakes
And feels less drive to seek the bait
And wants to sniff out the truth
He presses a paw against the crack
And the wall comes down with ease
And the light hurts his eyes
But he can taste...
The rat is lost in confinement
He patterns out the bait and route
A switch flicks in his head as he catches
Sight of the world through a crack in the wall
He does not really register at first
And continues to chase the artificial scent
Of cloying comfort and sleepy routine
Going around and around
One day he wakes
And feels less drive to seek the bait
And wants to sniff out the truth
He presses a paw against the crack
And the wall comes down with ease
And the light hurts his eyes
But he can taste...
#FeelingLost
#learning
63 reads
3 Comments
bignp
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 3:36am
13th Feb 2025 3:36am
uncreative rhapsody.
I sit.
In my desolate room.
No lights, no music.’
(system of a down - sugar)
I try, to write, to think.
Have an original thought.
‘Nothing is original.
Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration,
Fuels imagination.’
(Jim Jarmusch)
Maybe What I call original
is just the jumbled regurgitations of my machine.
‘Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in the pain again.’
(green day – wake me up when September ends)
maybe I'm just not wired for it.
Not a...
In my desolate room.
No lights, no music.’
(system of a down - sugar)
I try, to write, to think.
Have an original thought.
‘Nothing is original.
Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration,
Fuels imagination.’
(Jim Jarmusch)
Maybe What I call original
is just the jumbled regurgitations of my machine.
‘Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in the pain again.’
(green day – wake me up when September ends)
maybe I'm just not wired for it.
Not a...
#FeelingLost
#meditation
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
79 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 1:00am
8th Feb 2025 1:00am
Final Thoughts
Have you ever had a moment in your own life, when you reach that point in your life where you find thyself. FEELING trapped in a place, that has been proven time after time, to not be for you. Have you ever been in a relationship, that seems in the very beginning, pretended to be apart of you for me and I for you in life. YET that was far from the truth yet beneath the surface, you find out that is from the truth. Have you ever been in a situation, that made you feel uncomfortable that, you were so afraid to even move far away. THAT the drama and chaos and confusion, made it worser and...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
97 reads
4 Comments
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