Poems About Feeling Lost Seeking Honest Critique
#FeelingLost
Poems about feeling lost seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Lilith With Green eyes has a Morningstar
Took a walk to the far side of a mountain- Looking off into the snow filled clouds- A reply to a statement was heavy on my thoughts-
Words are my passion- And I'm lost- on what to say- When I look into your eyes- Other than something lame-
When my thoughts play to the sound of a different drum-
Wanting to reach out- and take all of it away-
For I see what hides behind those eyes- wanting nothing more than to see that wicked- Beautiful- Smile- That I've seen and grown to adore-
Feeling so much- That feels so right- seeing you walking through these clouds- Wondering...
Words are my passion- And I'm lost- on what to say- When I look into your eyes- Other than something lame-
When my thoughts play to the sound of a different drum-
Wanting to reach out- and take all of it away-
For I see what hides behind those eyes- wanting nothing more than to see that wicked- Beautiful- Smile- That I've seen and grown to adore-
Feeling so much- That feels so right- seeing you walking through these clouds- Wondering...
#FeelingLost
#love
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Ignorance
People don't realize how stressed out you get,
When your head is so congested,
You have to physically push on the vessels,
To relieve it.
Without relief, you get spasms.
Dizziness and fear.
And the annoyance of people,
Trying to be friendly.
Thinking that talking would help.
When all it does,
Is trigger spams and fear.
The fear of losing control,
Of something you never used to control.
But now you have to.
Or else you'll die.
When your head is so congested,
You have to physically push on the vessels,
To relieve it.
Without relief, you get spasms.
Dizziness and fear.
And the annoyance of people,
Trying to be friendly.
Thinking that talking would help.
When all it does,
Is trigger spams and fear.
The fear of losing control,
Of something you never used to control.
But now you have to.
Or else you'll die.
#FeelingLost
#hate
#healing
#loneliness
#suffering
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When the tears fall silently
For sure through the process of life someone else, may walk into your life, 💕 leaving an impressive place in your own thoughts. Wondering if this is the one with insight and a spiritual soul of there heart. 💖 FOR sure it's gonna make you smile, yet you wonder could this be really real, or just more of the same mind games 😤 that so many still like to play. 🤔 To leave you alone and broken, like a shattered glass of broken pieces, 😭 THAT will never heal as those memories of the past, behind you have you feeling trap in ways that becomes, completely...
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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The Illusion of Medication
This sanctuary is an illusion of internal peace.
Enticing me with hopes of an eternal peace.
This sanctity that I feel eases me temporarily.
Yet I understand that it is merely temporary.
I am sad and alone as I write this,
yet I am free as I write and create.
I vainly hope someday that eternal peace comes.
Yet I understand that will never be.
Psychosis has destroyed me leaving me in ruins.
Yet there is an internal glow that exists.
A heartbeat thunders from within
and I know I am still alive while...
Enticing me with hopes of an eternal peace.
This sanctity that I feel eases me temporarily.
Yet I understand that it is merely temporary.
I am sad and alone as I write this,
yet I am free as I write and create.
I vainly hope someday that eternal peace comes.
Yet I understand that will never be.
Psychosis has destroyed me leaving me in ruins.
Yet there is an internal glow that exists.
A heartbeat thunders from within
and I know I am still alive while...
#depression
#FeelingLost
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#surreal
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Save Me from Me, O’ Lord
My soul is sick with sin, my mind with unholy fires,
I’m restless through the night, plagued by dark desires.
I wander like a zombie, in daylight’s empty gaze,
Lost in my own thoughts, trapped in past’s dark haze.
My bruised body broken, weighed down by regret,
Though Christ died for me, His price still unmet.
Sin shadows my steps, both day and night,
And I can’t escape the enemy’s blight.
I fear becoming Judas, betrayer of Your grace,
Trading eternal life for silver’s disgrace.
Hanging in despair, with no hope to see,
Not...
I’m restless through the night, plagued by dark desires.
I wander like a zombie, in daylight’s empty gaze,
Lost in my own thoughts, trapped in past’s dark haze.
My bruised body broken, weighed down by regret,
Though Christ died for me, His price still unmet.
Sin shadows my steps, both day and night,
And I can’t escape the enemy’s blight.
I fear becoming Judas, betrayer of Your grace,
Trading eternal life for silver’s disgrace.
Hanging in despair, with no hope to see,
Not...
#confessional
#FeelingLost
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Why not be honest
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️. For sure I would like to tell a real life story of the deepness, that does happen sometimes in life. 🙏 For sure what I have to say will really blow your mind. 🧠 FOR sure let the story teller begin, now sit back and try to understand 🤨wholeheartedly what I'm about to say to you 🤔 There will come a time in each of our lives, something will have a profound affect upon you in ways, that you will never truly understand or imagine. 🤨 Now let's begin from the beginning...
#abuse
#despair
#FeelingLost
#sadness
#secrets
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Never Enough Dough
My life feels like
when you have
rolled out the dough
into a thin mat
then as you cut
each small cookie
there isn't enough dough
to fill the last one
but you can't just waste
some fresh dough
so you throw it
in the oven anyway.
And it bakes
into a solid cookie
that cannot be
changed
except maybe with
frosting
you could try and
cover it up
but a corner will
always
be
missing.
when you have
rolled out the dough
into a thin mat
then as you cut
each small cookie
there isn't enough dough
to fill the last one
but you can't just waste
some fresh dough
so you throw it
in the oven anyway.
And it bakes
into a solid cookie
that cannot be
changed
except maybe with
frosting
you could try and
cover it up
but a corner will
always
be
missing.
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#identity #SelfReflection
#identity #SelfReflection
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Destiny Blinded by the Fog of Psychosis
I will find the way.
A path I’ve once trodden
blanketed with fallen leaves
now smoldering red and black.
This path I’ve trodden
is a cursed one with an uncertain end.
Up ahead this path darkens and fogs.
With beating heart and sweaty skin
I have always proceeded forward
into my own unknown both present and future.
I enter, consumed by the fog of psychosis,
the blackness just beyond that ahead,
perhaps death? Hell? Reincarnation?!
Perhaps beyond the black is the womb
of my next mother and...
A path I’ve once trodden
blanketed with fallen leaves
now smoldering red and black.
This path I’ve trodden
is a cursed one with an uncertain end.
Up ahead this path darkens and fogs.
With beating heart and sweaty skin
I have always proceeded forward
into my own unknown both present and future.
I enter, consumed by the fog of psychosis,
the blackness just beyond that ahead,
perhaps death? Hell? Reincarnation?!
Perhaps beyond the black is the womb
of my next mother and...
#dark
#FeelingLost
#hell
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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Untitled
I might push you away, but it’s easier to imagine that you will let me down than think you won’t.
My feelings won’t be hurt as much when the inevitable happens.
It’s a special kind of sadness and abandonment that builds these barriers, few people understand it and I’m glad of that.
A therapist said it’s called hyper independence and comes from neglect, how the behaviour stems from a lack of affection, security when a mind is young and developing.
Well meant I think but I can see from the look she gives me the only experience she has of this is from reading a book. ...
My feelings won’t be hurt as much when the inevitable happens.
It’s a special kind of sadness and abandonment that builds these barriers, few people understand it and I’m glad of that.
A therapist said it’s called hyper independence and comes from neglect, how the behaviour stems from a lack of affection, security when a mind is young and developing.
Well meant I think but I can see from the look she gives me the only experience she has of this is from reading a book. ...
#FeelingLost
#heartbroken
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Something that's not talking about
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ For what I want to talk about is the affect of abuse. 😞 For it is very necessary to be able to share, your thoughts and insight and spiritual subconsciousness. For sure we never know what someone else is going through in there own personal life. For sure abuse in any way can be done in so many ways on so many levels.
YET the worst kind of abuse is mentally and emotionally and physically as it drains, from a person living with the disease of pain and depression and suffering and low self esteem. 😞 By the...
YET the worst kind of abuse is mentally and emotionally and physically as it drains, from a person living with the disease of pain and depression and suffering and low self esteem. 😞 By the...
#abuse
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
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What would you change
For sure what would you do if you, can change your life from then to now. 🤔 For sure what would you do if given, a second chance to do it all over again. 😔 For sure what would you do differently, about the trails and tribulations, that has changed the atmosphere of your life. For these words of wisdom and enlightenment is necessary, to understand that what you had to go through is a terrible thing. TO no doubt that change your way of thinking, about your feelings and emotions of what is right and wrong. 🤨 For sure we will make mistakes along the way, that is apart of...
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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My love lost until then ...
Endlessly I walk through a blinded dream
Where are you now my darling.
I miss you every minute of everyday,
it seems so long that you have been gone,
I wonder If I saw you again,
Would my name still linger or would it be forgotten to your lips?
Would time have made us strangers?
Could our love be the same as it once was? Would you reach out and hold my hand if we are reunited once more,
Please save me as I slowly slip into a puddle of my tears and drown in despair, ...
Where are you now my darling.
I miss you every minute of everyday,
it seems so long that you have been gone,
I wonder If I saw you again,
Would my name still linger or would it be forgotten to your lips?
Would time have made us strangers?
Could our love be the same as it once was? Would you reach out and hold my hand if we are reunited once more,
Please save me as I slowly slip into a puddle of my tears and drown in despair, ...
#death
#FeelingLost
#love
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