Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 1:43pm
11th Sep 2024 1:43pm
Downward Spiral
A problem you are
Don't taint me with your issues
You bring others down
Don't taint me with your issues
You bring others down
#depression
#FeelingTrapped
#senryu
83 reads
4 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
8th Jan 2021 2:37pm
8th Jan 2021 2:37pm
THE FAILURES OF BED THERAPY
#abuse
#bullying
#ignorance
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
388 reads
3 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 10:08pm
26th Oct 2024 10:08pm
MENTAL HEALTH AND ABUSE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ FOR I would like to take this time, to have a discussion with you all, about something that has effected us all one way or another. 🤔 For sure we may know of some people's that, are struggling with this disease of the mind and heart and soul. For sure it can be emotionally mentally and physically, to the point of spiritually in mind and soul and heart. WITH suicide thoughts affecting someone's way of thinking. 🤔 For sure let's go deeper than deep, into the ream of abuse whether it's emotionally or physically abuse....
#addiction
#depression
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
78 reads
0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 6:22pm
20th Nov 2021 6:22pm
Bound and Helpless in Chamber 44
I want you
Bound and helpless
Chamber 44
Are you listening ?
Bound and helpless
Chamber 44
Are you listening ?
#BDSM
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
493 reads
18 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
25th Jul 2022 6:11am
25th Jul 2022 6:11am
Garden of Thorns
Leave”, she said.
Without malice, or contempt.
Just resignation.
Discontent had gone on
far too long to garner any other
emotion
“Just leave”, she whispered, too choked to be audible.
As she retreated to her
garden of thorns.
Without malice, or contempt.
Just resignation.
Discontent had gone on
far too long to garner any other
emotion
“Just leave”, she whispered, too choked to be audible.
As she retreated to her
garden of thorns.
#secrets
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
993 reads
58 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
466 reads
29 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 6:54pm
5th Jun 2019 6:54pm
There I will be
There I will be
Draw back that heavy curtain, take my outstretched hand when you feel so painfully uncertain when you can't hold back your tears when you're screaming inside and gripped by your darkest fears.
There I will be.
When your spirit is weeping seems there's no comfort in sight energy epilated too weary to fight if you've depleted your blessings and the box lays bare and angels are no longer there.
There I will be.
If you feel you have no value to most you're just there just a shadow of a person can't bring yourself to...
Draw back that heavy curtain, take my outstretched hand when you feel so painfully uncertain when you can't hold back your tears when you're screaming inside and gripped by your darkest fears.
There I will be.
When your spirit is weeping seems there's no comfort in sight energy epilated too weary to fight if you've depleted your blessings and the box lays bare and angels are no longer there.
There I will be.
If you feel you have no value to most you're just there just a shadow of a person can't bring yourself to...
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
555 reads
3 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
20th Jan 2023 9:21pm
20th Jan 2023 9:21pm
The Queen
Sliverless, magical, reckless, divine
Savoury helpless King
Merry master met his death
At the hands of his Queen
The Queen, they say, is venomous
The Queen, they say, is cruel
The Queen cares not about her men
But for the kingdom that’s hers to rule
With a scarlet letter upon her breast
Her henchman turn a blind eye
The jester wears the honour best
When all has gone awry
She waves her sceptre at the populous
Who gives obeisance to the Queen
They kneel, though, in retrospect ...
Savoury helpless King
Merry master met his death
At the hands of his Queen
The Queen, they say, is venomous
The Queen, they say, is cruel
The Queen cares not about her men
But for the kingdom that’s hers to rule
With a scarlet letter upon her breast
Her henchman turn a blind eye
The jester wears the honour best
When all has gone awry
She waves her sceptre at the populous
Who gives obeisance to the Queen
They kneel, though, in retrospect ...
#FeelingTrapped
#manipulation
#deception
322 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
14th Sep 2023 12:59pm
14th Sep 2023 12:59pm
Six Pleonasms in Search of Euphemism
Let's be honest
as in political correctness.
Politics lie!
Let's go outside
of this prison...
and save ourselves victims
of an innocent thief.
as in political correctness.
Politics lie!
Let's go outside
of this prison...
and save ourselves victims
of an innocent thief.
#violence
#mirror
#WritingPoetry
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
145 reads
0 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
6th Oct 2021 8:54pm
6th Oct 2021 8:54pm
Underground
Got to get out of here!
Can't stand the dark and the damp and the dust.
Claustrophobia; the imagination offering countless possibilities. The ceiling caving in, burying me. If the floor gave way as well, I would fall into blackness, panting and suffocating, knowing that I'd never escape. Certain death.
Buried alive. Like in the famous Rachmaninoff Prelude. Pounding chords as the man attempts to fight his way out of a grave.
Help!
Can't stand the dark and the damp and the dust.
Claustrophobia; the imagination offering countless possibilities. The ceiling caving in, burying me. If the floor gave way as well, I would fall into blackness, panting and suffocating, knowing that I'd never escape. Certain death.
Buried alive. Like in the famous Rachmaninoff Prelude. Pounding chords as the man attempts to fight his way out of a grave.
Help!
#mystery
#FeelingTrapped
#risk
436 reads
12 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 00:10am
23rd Oct 2024 00:10am
Replay
An agonizing reminder
Echoes with every poke
Triggering a memory rush
Like a replay button
Pausing the present
Muting the voices around
And unmuting those haunting ghosts
The scene becomes full screen
No exit icon to shut it down
Unable to fast forward
To skip my torment
Nor rewind
To save my tape
Bound to watch a trailer
Captured by my lenses
Cursed to relive the celluloid
Frame by frame
Lacerating my unhealed wounds
Forcing me to sequester
Shun everyone
And retreat back...
Echoes with every poke
Triggering a memory rush
Like a replay button
Pausing the present
Muting the voices around
And unmuting those haunting ghosts
The scene becomes full screen
No exit icon to shut it down
Unable to fast forward
To skip my torment
Nor rewind
To save my tape
Bound to watch a trailer
Captured by my lenses
Cursed to relive the celluloid
Frame by frame
Lacerating my unhealed wounds
Forcing me to sequester
Shun everyone
And retreat back...
#FeelingTrapped
84 reads
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
214 reads
12 Comments
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