Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 6:32am
30th Dec 2024 6:32am
Finality
Much Chaos!
No ethos.
Wanting asylum!
Wanting phylum.
A language, languishing, seemingly marring the meaning.
Stillness, on the edge, of a sphere spinning, dangerously careening!
Such vastness!
The fastness!....
Of on coming stresses....
Sleep interrupts the anguish, but it yet progresses.
Time never waits.
But it's the long, longing that grates.
Where is finality, dare I ask?
Or is greater the sanctions, of an undone task?
Does mercy ripple in a cerise lake's reflection?
Or has every body, been drained of...
No ethos.
Wanting asylum!
Wanting phylum.
A language, languishing, seemingly marring the meaning.
Stillness, on the edge, of a sphere spinning, dangerously careening!
Such vastness!
The fastness!....
Of on coming stresses....
Sleep interrupts the anguish, but it yet progresses.
Time never waits.
But it's the long, longing that grates.
Where is finality, dare I ask?
Or is greater the sanctions, of an undone task?
Does mercy ripple in a cerise lake's reflection?
Or has every body, been drained of...
#abuse
#despair
#FeelingTrapped
#grief
#hurt
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JessicaMurray
Ghoul Queen
Ghoul Queen
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 6:51am
27th Sep 2024 6:51am
I need release
There’s a sickening deep feeling from the hallows of my chest
My insides twinge and churn
I claw at my guts
I need release
I can feel my skin crawling
My thoughts weigh heavy
I need release
I chew my right nails, then the left
I twist my hair between my fingers
I can feel my scalp itching
I pluck one hair, then two, but two’s not enough but three’s too many
What do I do?
I can’t think
I can’t focus
I can’t speak
I need release
I can feel the blood pumping in my veins
They feel like they’re...
My insides twinge and churn
I claw at my guts
I need release
I can feel my skin crawling
My thoughts weigh heavy
I need release
I chew my right nails, then the left
I twist my hair between my fingers
I can feel my scalp itching
I pluck one hair, then two, but two’s not enough but three’s too many
What do I do?
I can’t think
I can’t focus
I can’t speak
I need release
I can feel the blood pumping in my veins
They feel like they’re...
#anxiety
#conflict
#FeelingTrapped
209 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 9:10am
1st Sep 2024 9:10am
between the words we don't say
Let's not talk about this
so you can call me a liar
so you can bury yourself in denial
I don't need your validation
the truth won't set anyone free
and I'm not sure I want to
hold that gun to anyone's head
least of all my own
I can't change our world
with self-righteous violence
and you wear the victim
with all the pride of a horror movie
make-up artist
ripping the very real throat out
of an imaginary woman
Don't speak
don't make it real
someone might tell you
it's...
so you can call me a liar
so you can bury yourself in denial
I don't need your validation
the truth won't set anyone free
and I'm not sure I want to
hold that gun to anyone's head
least of all my own
I can't change our world
with self-righteous violence
and you wear the victim
with all the pride of a horror movie
make-up artist
ripping the very real throat out
of an imaginary woman
Don't speak
don't make it real
someone might tell you
it's...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
#grief #MeToo
#grief #MeToo
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
11th Aug 2024 2:10am
11th Aug 2024 2:10am
don't pretend you love my sharp edges
I'm trapped inside this misery
and I bruise the walls
with the erratic swings
of my mood
from silent to violent
and back again
I stand before you
in trepidation
wanting more
but not knowing how to ask
for the cage I've always
been desperate to escape
I too often
love the things I hate
I push you away
when I'd rather crawl beneath
your skin
dig my fingers into your mind
and see what you see
If looks could kill
I'd have killed myself
in my own reflection ...
and I bruise the walls
with the erratic swings
of my mood
from silent to violent
and back again
I stand before you
in trepidation
wanting more
but not knowing how to ask
for the cage I've always
been desperate to escape
I too often
love the things I hate
I push you away
when I'd rather crawl beneath
your skin
dig my fingers into your mind
and see what you see
If looks could kill
I'd have killed myself
in my own reflection ...
#anger
#depression
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#relationships
296 reads
6 Comments
herry_the_poet
Poem Published
30th Jun 2024 7:04pm
30th Jun 2024 7:04pm
Hotel Tango
Equinox in a couple of days
finds me right back where I began
I 'm running laps to beat the band
as a professional wheel man
It's typically steady tonight
for an indian summer's eve
But during my Mary-go-rounds
there's this asshole I can't believe
The street, traffic and neon lights
have already replaced the sun
Of course the radio is broke
making all this that much more fun
And I'm braking laws like a fiend
getting from Point A to Point B
Texting and passing on the right
and my seat belt's loose - honestly
...
finds me right back where I began
I 'm running laps to beat the band
as a professional wheel man
It's typically steady tonight
for an indian summer's eve
But during my Mary-go-rounds
there's this asshole I can't believe
The street, traffic and neon lights
have already replaced the sun
Of course the radio is broke
making all this that much more fun
And I'm braking laws like a fiend
getting from Point A to Point B
Texting and passing on the right
and my seat belt's loose - honestly
...
#bullying
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
13th Jun 2024 3:59pm
13th Jun 2024 3:59pm
Back to Sleep
A photograph from years ago,
recognizable but strange
She didn’t know what lay ahead,
how things would rearrange
All the fights were familiar ones,
memories stayed buried deep
The kool-aid tasted sweet back then,
the wolves still looked like sheep.
She looks back with a sigh,
“Let me go back to sleep…”
take me back to before I woke up
just let me close my mind
heart wrapped safe in its own cocoon
comfortable and blind
let me go
back to sleep
please…
rewind
Why did she ever...
recognizable but strange
She didn’t know what lay ahead,
how things would rearrange
All the fights were familiar ones,
memories stayed buried deep
The kool-aid tasted sweet back then,
the wolves still looked like sheep.
She looks back with a sigh,
“Let me go back to sleep…”
take me back to before I woke up
just let me close my mind
heart wrapped safe in its own cocoon
comfortable and blind
let me go
back to sleep
please…
rewind
Why did she ever...
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#memories #SelfReflection
#memories #SelfReflection
257 reads
12 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
3rd May 2024 4:22am
3rd May 2024 4:22am
Twist and Shake .
When you are feeling blue and stressed why do your senses think it's a good time to party all day and might.
You can't sleep as your mind is faster than your broadband it's on speed at 301 terabits per second.
But your body is on the opposite side of the coin your legs and feet you would swear on the holy bible in court that they have been filled with cement. The only saving grace is that they haven't set yet.
Why has your hearing morphed into that of a bat at 120dB its a constant hammering of a pneumatic drill that makes you jump out of your skin.
Your eyes have...
You can't sleep as your mind is faster than your broadband it's on speed at 301 terabits per second.
But your body is on the opposite side of the coin your legs and feet you would swear on the holy bible in court that they have been filled with cement. The only saving grace is that they haven't set yet.
Why has your hearing morphed into that of a bat at 120dB its a constant hammering of a pneumatic drill that makes you jump out of your skin.
Your eyes have...
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#responsibility
#sleep
#vulnerability
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 1:00pm
5th Apr 2024 1:00pm
Alice
Alice stayed at home.
Losing track of time.
She escaped into her imagination.
Where she traveled everyday.
She escaped into Wonderland.
And saw a cheshire cat.
She saw white roses painted red.
And a mad hatter as he sat.
He had a twisted smile.
She stayed there for a while.
Her head went up in the clouds.
Where has she gone now?
Has she escaped into her head?
Or was it to escape her frown?
At first,she did not know what it meant.
But she kept daydreaming,cheshire cat said.
When she...
Losing track of time.
She escaped into her imagination.
Where she traveled everyday.
She escaped into Wonderland.
And saw a cheshire cat.
She saw white roses painted red.
And a mad hatter as he sat.
He had a twisted smile.
She stayed there for a while.
Her head went up in the clouds.
Where has she gone now?
Has she escaped into her head?
Or was it to escape her frown?
At first,she did not know what it meant.
But she kept daydreaming,cheshire cat said.
When she...
#dreams
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
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bookrabbit
Lu
Lu
Poem Published
18th Mar 2024 3:47am
18th Mar 2024 3:47am
An Island in Time
An Island in Time
I am a prisoner
A trapped person
A homeless person
A package passed about
Unwanted
Washed up here
In this room in the air
Only the view of the clouds
Keeps me sane
As I wait
For my release
For the resumption of time
For my descent
Back into life
Back among people
Back out under the sun
And the rain
And into the wind
To be blown along
As time passes
...
I am a prisoner
A trapped person
A homeless person
A package passed about
Unwanted
Washed up here
In this room in the air
Only the view of the clouds
Keeps me sane
As I wait
For my release
For the resumption of time
For my descent
Back into life
Back among people
Back out under the sun
And the rain
And into the wind
To be blown along
As time passes
...
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
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DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 11:50am
28th Feb 2024 11:50am
The Internal Life
The game within is cruel
an idea
not acted upon
there have been so many
the internal life
much more arousing
than the real
Hours given
to survive
You become jobs and bills
It takes so much of you
that the famine of thrills
grows wider
Only fiction
can make it better.
an idea
not acted upon
there have been so many
the internal life
much more arousing
than the real
Hours given
to survive
You become jobs and bills
It takes so much of you
that the famine of thrills
grows wider
Only fiction
can make it better.
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#boredom #job
#boredom #job
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2 Comments
Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
27th Jan 2024 1:12pm
27th Jan 2024 1:12pm
Inane things
A audience of one can be fun.
I lived with paint at home.
I lived with pain at school,
at the hands of insecure,insignificant fools,who knew the were nothing special.
Like them,life horrified me.
So I learned to buy inane material things.
©SukiSushiCrown.27-01-2024
I lived with paint at home.
I lived with pain at school,
at the hands of insecure,insignificant fools,who knew the were nothing special.
Like them,life horrified me.
So I learned to buy inane material things.
©SukiSushiCrown.27-01-2024
#loneliness
#rejection
#misunderstood
#ignorance
#FeelingTrapped
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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2024 8:20am
22nd Jan 2024 8:20am
Buried in Basalt
My hearts feels buried in basalt gravel
Delicate pressure points all surrounding
Each rocks presence is well known
A chorus of angular, uneven and jagged
Hearts can't help but beat as they are meant to
It's as the ocean beats against the sand
My blood doesn't soften the gravel as water does
Instead of crashing it pools through the gaps
Blood on basalt... It's quite the sight to behold
That thin fluid that turns rusty swirls to black
Each beat lifting and unsettling each stone
Each movement a new song thumps into existence
A song...
Delicate pressure points all surrounding
Each rocks presence is well known
A chorus of angular, uneven and jagged
Hearts can't help but beat as they are meant to
It's as the ocean beats against the sand
My blood doesn't soften the gravel as water does
Instead of crashing it pools through the gaps
Blood on basalt... It's quite the sight to behold
That thin fluid that turns rusty swirls to black
Each beat lifting and unsettling each stone
Each movement a new song thumps into existence
A song...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#disappointment
#FeelingTrapped
246 reads
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