Poems About Feeling Lost Published by Members Recently Online
#FeelingLost
Poems about feeling lost published by members recently online.
Billy_Snagg
Poem Published
20th May 2024 11:59pm
20th May 2024 11:59pm
Abinger Hammer
My heart belongs in Abinger Hammer -
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#hope
#identity
619 reads
29 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Poem Published
20th May 2024 11:59pm
20th May 2024 11:59pm
Abinger Hammer
My heart belongs in Abinger Hammer -
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#hope
#identity
619 reads
29 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Poem Published
20th May 2024 11:59pm
20th May 2024 11:59pm
Abinger Hammer
My heart belongs in Abinger Hammer -
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#hope
#identity
619 reads
29 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Poem Published
20th May 2024 11:59pm
20th May 2024 11:59pm
Abinger Hammer
My heart belongs in Abinger Hammer -
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#hope
#identity
619 reads
29 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Poem Published
20th May 2024 11:59pm
20th May 2024 11:59pm
Abinger Hammer
My heart belongs in Abinger Hammer -
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
You know, that cute little sleepy village,
That sits deep in the heart of the Surrey Hills -
The so-called stockbroker belt!
Living somewhere like Abinger,
Means you've made it somehow!
Pronounced Ab-BIN-JER, not Ab-BING-er,
I once thought, as an awkward 16 year old,
Spotty slow learning backwardly mobile
wiry haired retard!
You can tell I didn't like myself much then,
Can't you?
But I hate getting things wrong -
Possibly a symptom of my progressing OCD!
However,...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#hope
#identity
619 reads
29 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 10:40pm
14th Dec 2018 10:40pm
backfire
#
#dark
#death
#FeelingLost
636 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 10:40pm
14th Dec 2018 10:40pm
backfire
#
#dark
#death
#FeelingLost
636 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 10:40pm
14th Dec 2018 10:40pm
backfire
#
#dark
#death
#FeelingLost
636 reads
0 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
(barely) functioning f**kup
FUCK
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
415 reads
4 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
(barely) functioning f**kup
FUCK
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
415 reads
4 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
(barely) functioning f**kup
FUCK
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
415 reads
4 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
7th Jul 2019 10:26pm
(barely) functioning f**kup
FUCK
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
mother dearest
somewhere back corner of my head
Moron
see told you,
said you'd never get anything right
you are just useless, look at the state of this place
Fuck sake woman, you have screwed my head for twenty nine years, surely that's enough..get the fuck out(yes carpe has mummy shoes) (mental shoes mummy shoes got a lot of fucking shoes)
The state of this house..is an ocd persons worts nightmare
Part of me wants to set fire to it
i resist that urge.... for now, instead
light one outside ...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
#MovingOn #FeelingLost
415 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Feeling Lost Published by Members Recently Online
