Poems About Feeling Trapped Seeking Honest Critique
#FeelingTrapped
Poems about feeling trapped seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
It’s ironic I’m willing to dwell in asylum
This feeling won’t leave me,
It presses harder with my footsteps.
What is it, following me ceaselessly,
Keeping me alert wherever I am?
If you ask me, I won’t give an answer.
You told me to write it down—so I started leading a diary.
Anyone would confuse my notes for a psycho’s.
It’s ironic that I’m willing
To dwell in asylum.
Because—
I worry about people who don’t deserve it.
I’m scared I’ll forever be skulking from problems.
And why do I only feel happy and free
When I daydream, walking in circles for years?
It presses harder with my footsteps.
What is it, following me ceaselessly,
Keeping me alert wherever I am?
If you ask me, I won’t give an answer.
You told me to write it down—so I started leading a diary.
Anyone would confuse my notes for a psycho’s.
It’s ironic that I’m willing
To dwell in asylum.
Because—
I worry about people who don’t deserve it.
I’m scared I’ll forever be skulking from problems.
And why do I only feel happy and free
When I daydream, walking in circles for years?
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
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It's a sad day for dreams
Here we are going through the same situations, that seems that they will never gonna change, for the betterment of life. AS we slowly yet uncover that what we see and hear is nothing more and nothing less of the truth. Just constantly being destroyed and filled with more of life's things, that are involved in disappointment in what we see is still broken. Beyond repair yet there is certainly nothing, but chaos and drama and madness of confusion still eating away, at the world. For sure it's a sad day for the world and life, that definitely comes with it's share of truth of the lies, of the...
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
#suffering
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How we each see the world
Judge not others until you judge thyself 🙏 How we each see the world is as different as day and night, yet we each have our own opinions on what we see and hear and believe. Yet sometimes we have to learn to understand that, there are those things that we may never truly understand about the government 🤨 For sure as this world is constantly changing right, before our eyes but yet it's times like these often times, the deepness of the truth will reveal itself and awaken your own thoughts and insight and mind. For sure we can agree or disagree, whether right or wrong fits the...
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Prisoner Behind My Eyes
I am a prisoner behind my eyes.
Oh! There is no gatekeeper!
I am trapped forever by psychosis.
And there is no quality of life here within.
My mind is a padded prison cell
where restrained, I throw myself into the walls.
I scream for help, but there is no reply.
I gaze on through my eyes to freedom,
but there is no way to signal for help.
Gazing on over the years helpless,
I’ve grown old and cold towards life.
I don’t feel there is a god to protect me.
Oh! There is no gatekeeper!
I am trapped forever by psychosis.
And there is no quality of life here within.
My mind is a padded prison cell
where restrained, I throw myself into the walls.
I scream for help, but there is no reply.
I gaze on through my eyes to freedom,
but there is no way to signal for help.
Gazing on over the years helpless,
I’ve grown old and cold towards life.
I don’t feel there is a god to protect me.
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#surreal
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Born Onto Death Row
Every second I murder my life
I am alive
I am serving a death sentence
Born onto death row
Walking around
Dancing on my grave
By living, I am killing my life
Die, Die, Die
I breathe in
I breathe out
I am killing, digging a grave
Pounding coffin nails
I'm alive, I'm the killer
I'm the victim, I'm alive
I am alive
I am serving a death sentence
Born onto death row
Walking around
Dancing on my grave
By living, I am killing my life
Die, Die, Die
I breathe in
I breathe out
I am killing, digging a grave
Pounding coffin nails
I'm alive, I'm the killer
I'm the victim, I'm alive
#dark
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped #TruthOfLife
#FeelingTrapped #TruthOfLife
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Prisoner in my mind
I was being held a prisoner
Not sure where, but I couldn't escape
The shadow was tormenting me, telling me I was going to die
There was no apparent motive or reasoning behind this statement
I saw a knife
It looked more like a blade
A blade you would see in those machine shops, cutting lumber
My hands and legs were chained
Someone stood behind me holding my head back
This person kept whispering, "You are going to die, You are going to die"
I began to tear up thinking, "What can I possibly do to get out of this dilemma...
Not sure where, but I couldn't escape
The shadow was tormenting me, telling me I was going to die
There was no apparent motive or reasoning behind this statement
I saw a knife
It looked more like a blade
A blade you would see in those machine shops, cutting lumber
My hands and legs were chained
Someone stood behind me holding my head back
This person kept whispering, "You are going to die, You are going to die"
I began to tear up thinking, "What can I possibly do to get out of this dilemma...
#dark
#dreams
#FeelingTrapped
#nightmares
#shadows
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Held Captive
Suffer
Prisoner of your mind
Slave to its wicked concepts
A god in your head but you're dead inside
Lock with no key
Suffocating mystery
Now pay the price
Christ's chains hold you down
Lost in the empty abyss
No rest for the wicked was written in blood
Wretched misery
Harmless curiosity
Now pay the price
Walk off this thin line
Transcend death and life
Trade off, Compromise
What are you dying for?
Prisoner of your mind
Slave to its wicked concepts
A god in your head but you're dead inside
Lock with no key
Suffocating mystery
Now pay the price
Christ's chains hold you down
Lost in the empty abyss
No rest for the wicked was written in blood
Wretched misery
Harmless curiosity
Now pay the price
Walk off this thin line
Transcend death and life
Trade off, Compromise
What are you dying for?
#dark
#death
#FeelingTrapped #religion
#FeelingTrapped #religion
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Mr. Fever
My moods change with the weather.
The more chaotic, the better.
I'm a storm system around the treasure.
A lonely island sinking; getting wetter.
Maybe soon the sun will break me.
All it's glory might just shake me.
Maybe God will finally date me.
He's the devil that always hates me.
I'm just spinning with the clouds.
My moods rumbling in and out.
Ill destroy everything i doubt.
It's best you find a safer route.
The more chaotic, the better.
I'm a storm system around the treasure.
A lonely island sinking; getting wetter.
Maybe soon the sun will break me.
All it's glory might just shake me.
Maybe God will finally date me.
He's the devil that always hates me.
I'm just spinning with the clouds.
My moods rumbling in and out.
Ill destroy everything i doubt.
It's best you find a safer route.
#FeelingTrapped
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Buried freedom and Expectations.
Through the dumped imposition of expectation,
we stare at each other.
No words needed to slip into each other’s minds.
Is it finally getting us?
Maybe the Herculean Task wasn’t a good idea.
All those promises and wishes I made
to keep you safe —
shattering in front of my eyes.
And even after giving my best,
it’s futile.
Why is there no freedom for us,
if that’s the only thing we want?
Should I give in?
Will you give in?
Fight, flight, fallen —
I see no end.
Do you have some hope left?
I...
we stare at each other.
No words needed to slip into each other’s minds.
Is it finally getting us?
Maybe the Herculean Task wasn’t a good idea.
All those promises and wishes I made
to keep you safe —
shattering in front of my eyes.
And even after giving my best,
it’s futile.
Why is there no freedom for us,
if that’s the only thing we want?
Should I give in?
Will you give in?
Fight, flight, fallen —
I see no end.
Do you have some hope left?
I...
#anger
#disappointment
#FeelingTrapped
#grief
#sadness
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An itch
Her body is wrapped in bandage
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
#weakness
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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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A Wake Up Call For You
Here's something all of you don't know
I've suffered for all your sins
I may jump through this computer
This is where the fun begins
I may hit you hard
Just turn the other cheek
Are you the righteous one?
I bet most of you are weak
Your optimistic dreams leave you in the dust
The god you pray to is beginning to rust
Your body has expired, dig yourself a grave
Points of light, quickly fade
Just a reminder, you won't be saved
You think your free, but your chained like a slave
Happy Holidays!
I've suffered for all your sins
I may jump through this computer
This is where the fun begins
I may hit you hard
Just turn the other cheek
Are you the righteous one?
I bet most of you are weak
Your optimistic dreams leave you in the dust
The god you pray to is beginning to rust
Your body has expired, dig yourself a grave
Points of light, quickly fade
Just a reminder, you won't be saved
You think your free, but your chained like a slave
Happy Holidays!
#betrayal
#FeelingTrapped
#motivational
#weakness
#zombies
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DU Poetry : Poems About Feeling Trapped Seeking Honest Critique