PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 4:28am
3rd Feb 2025 4:28am
astronauts & aliens
out of sight- out of mind; not in trouble- how I like; some expectations are too high; so many times- i feel I've "died";
a ladder that ones' forced to climb; I'm living for a different high; a "space cadet" I am for life; I'm out of place with gravity- an "outter space" is what one seeks;
here on earth- there's flack recieved; haunted here- with tragic themes; there's crap in "dreams" that crashes sleep;
perhaps no earthly place to seek- where it's safe...
a ladder that ones' forced to climb; I'm living for a different high; a "space cadet" I am for life; I'm out of place with gravity- an "outter space" is what one seeks;
here on earth- there's flack recieved; haunted here- with tragic themes; there's crap in "dreams" that crashes sleep;
perhaps no earthly place to seek- where it's safe...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#philosophical #LifeCycle
#philosophical #LifeCycle
114 reads
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 2:36am
30th Jan 2025 2:36am
Stay out of the darkness
As the days turned into night a shifting is taking place in the world in our lives as well, for sure it's getting to the point that it's becoming more darker by the minutes as time. Slowly passes by the like day into night, through this realm of what is happening to our very deepness of what is life. Now let's just a minute to analyze, what I'm saying as you read between the lines, through my unspoken words. ✍️ FOR when we are facing a situation, that we will have no real control over. THAT we start to feel some kind of way, feeling trapped in a place that only shows, us the...
#emptiness
#fear
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
111 reads
2 Comments
jenny_way
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 7:07pm
24th Jan 2025 7:07pm
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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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 3:06am
24th Jan 2025 3:06am
"psychedelic" riddles
it's clear; outside my window- it's always raining out there; sometimes visitors appear in my dream; so what then happens?- get a load of this neat "jacket" I wear(being guarded)-from "the outside- out there"- though only in my dreams sometimes my arms are free....
sometimes I treat my dreams like- they're not even dreams; sometimes, I treat my dreams like i'm- still "out there"- in that pit of despair most call "reality"; where treatment truly would be needed for one's psyche....
behind the...
sometimes I treat my dreams like- they're not even dreams; sometimes, I treat my dreams like i'm- still "out there"- in that pit of despair most call "reality"; where treatment truly would be needed for one's psyche....
behind the...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
116 reads
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 9:25pm
22nd Jan 2025 9:25pm
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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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 11:25am
22nd Jan 2025 11:25am
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
86 reads
4 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 00:30am
21st Jan 2025 00:30am
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
169 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 8:24pm
19th Jan 2025 8:24pm
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
92 reads
9 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56pm
14th Jan 2025 10:56pm
Bad dream
life.
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeCycle
106 reads
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:25pm
13th Jan 2025 10:25pm
"written in the stars"
they'd always say, "god" doesn't make mistakes...."; I'd always think- "what is this place?" those long ago "yesterdays" I'd never think I'd think of death so much and in such a way that I do now adays....
life certainly prepares one- one way or another for that final day.... the way one used to fear that expiration date-all the things one must go through/tolerate....now.... it all makes so much sense to embrace- even if it means no more "sense of wake" in any state....
this place here and now-...
life certainly prepares one- one way or another for that final day.... the way one used to fear that expiration date-all the things one must go through/tolerate....now.... it all makes so much sense to embrace- even if it means no more "sense of wake" in any state....
this place here and now-...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#humankind
#depression
126 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 7:15pm
10th Jan 2025 7:15pm
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
110 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 10:56am
10th Jan 2025 10:56am
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
100 reads
9 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems about Feeling Trapped
