Long Poems About Feeling Lost
#FeelingLost
Long poems about feeling lost. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:49pm
Yesterday 6:49pm
The man I loved
#FeelingLost
70 reads
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HellBellsPixie
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 8:13am
26th Sep 2020 8:13am
I Was Afraid to Claim You As Mine
I dug my nails into your skin
Salivating over each tender wound,
Spiraling deeper into your madness
Even as you cried out
For me to abandon all hope.
I couldn't stop chasing your rabbit trails...
Your sandpaper hands etched many a poetic song in my skin,
And your velvet voice cooed dizzying love spells and ballads,
Sending me reeling into an intoxicated state of mind.
You were my endless sea of walking artistry.
So proud and crude, yet humble and gentle.
The splendor of a peacock roosting in a royal garden,
But with...
Salivating over each tender wound,
Spiraling deeper into your madness
Even as you cried out
For me to abandon all hope.
I couldn't stop chasing your rabbit trails...
Your sandpaper hands etched many a poetic song in my skin,
And your velvet voice cooed dizzying love spells and ballads,
Sending me reeling into an intoxicated state of mind.
You were my endless sea of walking artistry.
So proud and crude, yet humble and gentle.
The splendor of a peacock roosting in a royal garden,
But with...
#love
#heartbroken
#addiction
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 6:53pm
25th Sep 2020 6:53pm
UnderStanding All That Has Been UnderStood
shot thru trees
of
a lightning bolt.
inflamed of a flavor of a
democracy (that never was anything like
what they said it was), but just
Believe.
"Trust me, you dumb motherfuckers"
"Believe. Have faith. have hope.
Bring tragic charity down up off thy neighbor's head(s)."
As if As if As if wee knew what...
of
a lightning bolt.
inflamed of a flavor of a
democracy (that never was anything like
what they said it was), but just
Believe.
"Trust me, you dumb motherfuckers"
"Believe. Have faith. have hope.
Bring tragic charity down up off thy neighbor's head(s)."
As if As if As if wee knew what...
#love
#betrayal
#God
#faith
#FeelingLost
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MsMidnightXXX
Poem Published
24th Aug 2020 2:26pm
24th Aug 2020 2:26pm
Am Not Coming Home
I can't seem to focus
And you don't seem to notice
I'm not here
I'm just a mirror,
I had good times & i met new people down the road,
I showed a lot of happiness but i felt like i owed,
You check your complexion
To find your reflection's all alone
I had to go
Can't you hear me?
I'm not coming home
Do you understand?
I've changed my plans,
If you can thank the people for me of what is was like & now i know,
It's time for me to glow & head to the light & say my goodbyes,
...
And you don't seem to notice
I'm not here
I'm just a mirror,
I had good times & i met new people down the road,
I showed a lot of happiness but i felt like i owed,
You check your complexion
To find your reflection's all alone
I had to go
Can't you hear me?
I'm not coming home
Do you understand?
I've changed my plans,
If you can thank the people for me of what is was like & now i know,
It's time for me to glow & head to the light & say my goodbyes,
...
#lyrics
#MovingOn
#FeelingLost
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Stoney223
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 8:47pm
15th Aug 2020 8:47pm
LAYERS OF TORMENTED SOULS
This is something close to my own heart it doesn't matter what creed or race or color, for it takes all so let's take an walk through the stairway of your inner thoughts slowly uncovering. The mere layer of what you ever thought you knew, upon the layers of tormenting moments of an craving like no other. Where some of you have felt the hurt and pain so deep making you weak at the knees, yet beneath the skin of thy flesh it is eating away at your flesh like an infection. From a rabie infected dog entering through your blood stream, even through the nightmares that creeps in the deepness of...
#depression
#LifeChangingMoment
#FeelingLost
#escape
#nightmares
70 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
7th Aug 2020 8:58pm
7th Aug 2020 8:58pm
WHAT IF I TOLD YOU
As a child growing up yet still walking around with wondering eyes blinded, by my mere innocences of an child's mind as in mind and heart and soul. As I do not have the grown up maturity to understand fully, the real realization of how the world works and doesn't work in an grown up world. What if I was to tell you as my parents that I was abuse physically and mentally, at the very hands of another who your trusted as family even though to me they were only a stranger in passing cause I trusted your judgement. What if I told you this experience has change ME from inside the core of my life...
#abuse
#bullying
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
114 reads
8 Comments
Sunwolfe1745
Poem Published
27th Jul 2020 4:07pm
27th Jul 2020 4:07pm
I can’t remember
I know I played little league football. I played soccer for three years. I grew up with friends as other kids did. I did childish things and played childish games. I know at some point I had good things happen to me and I laughed and smiled as only kids can.
But I can’t remember. Those things float across the void. I see them as you see the forest, not as you see the trees. I know they were a part of me, but the details are gone. There is no room in the life of a victim of childhood sexual abuse for those things. They are weaknesses that must be kept outside the walls. ...
But I can’t remember. Those things float across the void. I see them as you see the forest, not as you see the trees. I know they were a part of me, but the details are gone. There is no room in the life of a victim of childhood sexual abuse for those things. They are weaknesses that must be kept outside the walls. ...
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#bittersweet
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2020 5:04pm
22nd Jul 2020 5:04pm
Finding My Way
Twisted in his umbilical cord, he died for a moment at birth
Since his first breath was donated, he didn't realize it's true worth
Resuscitated, pulled back from the grips of Death himself
Although he was torn free, the scythe's marks are still left
He never knew where the jolt back to life ever originated
He only knew of the pain he felt and the bitches that he hated
Long hours spent venturing about a mental maze
Some thought that he was mentally touched, not knowing it was a homicidal daze
In these trances his level of rage increased with...
Since his first breath was donated, he didn't realize it's true worth
Resuscitated, pulled back from the grips of Death himself
Although he was torn free, the scythe's marks are still left
He never knew where the jolt back to life ever originated
He only knew of the pain he felt and the bitches that he hated
Long hours spent venturing about a mental maze
Some thought that he was mentally touched, not knowing it was a homicidal daze
In these trances his level of rage increased with...
#dark
#learning
#FeelingLost #SelfDiscovery
#FeelingLost #SelfDiscovery
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2 Comments
JOY
Joybell
Joybell
Poem Published
11th Jun 2020 10:09am
11th Jun 2020 10:09am
Little Piece of Paradise
Home wasn't always
behind lock and key.
White Coat claims to be in charge
And he thinks I'M crazy.
Caged by sterile white walls
The Imperfections, my friends
Visiting when darkness falls
They're real, not pretend!
A dirty glass square
Framed in solid wood
Thick iron bars installed
to impair the outside view
Gazing past the iron
into the outside world
"my little piece of paradise"
infiltrates my mind
A rusted iron fence,...
behind lock and key.
White Coat claims to be in charge
And he thinks I'M crazy.
Caged by sterile white walls
The Imperfections, my friends
Visiting when darkness falls
They're real, not pretend!
A dirty glass square
Framed in solid wood
Thick iron bars installed
to impair the outside view
Gazing past the iron
into the outside world
"my little piece of paradise"
infiltrates my mind
A rusted iron fence,...
#strength
#confusion
#despair #FeelingLost
#despair #FeelingLost
110 reads
3 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
8th Jun 2020 7:10pm
8th Jun 2020 7:10pm
Dream and nightmare
Dreams of a name that people remember
Crossing the Delaware midst of December
Only one stall for the traveling vendor
Heat so hot it burns coal into ember
A snowy trek with no way back
A footstep seen but not the track
The moon is here, the sky is black
I set the fire, I light the match
I lay to rest my head
Mark my way for up ahead
Close my eyes but I do dread
One mistake and then I'm dead
The sounds of men that are in pain
The constant thumping in my brain
The constant clanking of souls in...
Crossing the Delaware midst of December
Only one stall for the traveling vendor
Heat so hot it burns coal into ember
A snowy trek with no way back
A footstep seen but not the track
The moon is here, the sky is black
I set the fire, I light the match
I lay to rest my head
Mark my way for up ahead
Close my eyes but I do dread
One mistake and then I'm dead
The sounds of men that are in pain
The constant thumping in my brain
The constant clanking of souls in...
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
#FeelingLost
#escape
#determination
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XiaoLong
Poem Published
23rd May 2020 6:51pm
23rd May 2020 6:51pm
Whore! My Brain Repeats
Whore! My brain says. I enjoy myself, life in these streets
Wise pennies, Sir is skilful and a master between the sheets.
all these poor young maidens, they are here for the sweets
centuries after centuries, it’s still what men love to eat!
Whore! My brain repeats.
a cast out with a steel blade like myself should not be tested
measured by an ordinary women whose interests are vested
Spasms of love spasms of hate, yet the feelings are the same
out of kindness, out of lust, men and us just ignore the shame
Whore! My brain repeats.
...
Wise pennies, Sir is skilful and a master between the sheets.
all these poor young maidens, they are here for the sweets
centuries after centuries, it’s still what men love to eat!
Whore! My brain repeats.
a cast out with a steel blade like myself should not be tested
measured by an ordinary women whose interests are vested
Spasms of love spasms of hate, yet the feelings are the same
out of kindness, out of lust, men and us just ignore the shame
Whore! My brain repeats.
...
#anxiety
#lust
#loneliness
#inspirational
#FeelingLost
112 reads
4 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
28th Apr 2020 7:41pm
28th Apr 2020 7:41pm
Walk
I walk down the street
Nobody around
I just see darkness
Never hear a sound
No idea where at
Lost and never found
I hear a voice speak
Afraid to look back
Chased by a shadow
Mind begins to crack
Running in circles
Everything pitch-black
An exit ahead
Unable to reach
Freedom far away
Loss of right of speech
No hope in me left
To deaf ears they preach
Caught in a nightmare
Forgotten and gone ...
Nobody around
I just see darkness
Never hear a sound
No idea where at
Lost and never found
I hear a voice speak
Afraid to look back
Chased by a shadow
Mind begins to crack
Running in circles
Everything pitch-black
An exit ahead
Unable to reach
Freedom far away
Loss of right of speech
No hope in me left
To deaf ears they preach
Caught in a nightmare
Forgotten and gone ...
#confessional
#confusion
#despair
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
144 reads
5 Comments
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