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
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 6:38am
10th Jan 2025 6:38am
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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15 Comments
StillisinInk
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 9:48am
9th Jan 2025 9:48am
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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Poet__2248
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:39pm
6th Jan 2025 1:39pm
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
56 reads
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 6:12am
5th Jan 2025 6:12am
reoccurring mortal thoughts
I can't help but often think to myself- the thought of this likely being the one and only life there is that one will ever...."live".... godamn .... godamn.... wtf?
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#LifeCycle
#honesty
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 10:43am
31st Dec 2024 10:43am
"Blue Pill Brain" "Red Pill Awareness "
morso right side of the brain minded- although drawn to philosophical content; but when I imagine "fork in the road" senerios- I'd rather imagine a nice "spoon"-despite a world so serial/cereal....
see what I mean? that so called "blue pill brain" mentality- wanting to get lost in person, place or thing- one's talking OD;
but one sees- one sees outside of one's self like "astral projection" looking down at one's own body- so to speak; that's when the "Red pill brain awareness" spills...
see what I mean? that so called "blue pill brain" mentality- wanting to get lost in person, place or thing- one's talking OD;
but one sees- one sees outside of one's self like "astral projection" looking down at one's own body- so to speak; that's when the "Red pill brain awareness" spills...
#philosophical
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
127 reads
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
73 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 3:28am
26th Dec 2024 3:28am
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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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 11:18pm
18th Dec 2024 11:18pm
the "humankind" experience
why do certain animals tend to run from us?-because it's an instinct within that does not trust.... the same can go for us- and why we withdraw, because one thing we can do(first and foremost) effortlessly is take the time to judge....
no one's hardwired to up and just give up, but there's a certain threshold, within myself- that I'm well aware of....
winging this thing- coasting(figuratively)- my bones trying to hold up this " mobile home" as I often contemplate- "dissappearing acts...."
as to say, the journey isn't...
no one's hardwired to up and just give up, but there's a certain threshold, within myself- that I'm well aware of....
winging this thing- coasting(figuratively)- my bones trying to hold up this " mobile home" as I often contemplate- "dissappearing acts...."
as to say, the journey isn't...
#escape
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped #MentalHealth
#FeelingTrapped #MentalHealth
105 reads
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 11:11pm
17th Dec 2024 11:11pm
"Simulation"
as I lay down in my bed- I live today-not days ahead; I sleep tight- inside feeling dead- tomorrow's just a day "I'm" not- under or in a chamber- hot....
till then I try to look alive-nature shows me that I'm not; but yet and still one does one's time- it's life itself- that feels like "crime....
" Player One"- with scripted storyline(s)
till then I try to look alive-nature shows me that I'm not; but yet and still one does one's time- it's life itself- that feels like "crime....
" Player One"- with scripted storyline(s)
#emptiness
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
137 reads
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 10:38pm
17th Dec 2024 10:38pm
Werewolves, Vampires, & Ghosts(inspired by Being Human tv Series)
I think I know which one I'd fall under; suppressed lust and insatiable hunger(Werewolf); I know which one I'd like to be- and relate with from my world's view- but don't "live my life" quite like you do(ghost); I understand the fate you feel- the ways you'd like to make a deal- to rid that "monster's" "aches that kill"-we're different but relate for real(Vampire)....
#FeelingTrapped
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:52am
11th Dec 2024 10:52am
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
