Poems about Life Struggles
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life when things get tough, with difficult decisions to make or feeling like life is falling apart. Here you will find a range of life struggles expressed through poetry.
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A Glimpse Of The Running
At night I had dreams so
it would seem, was it real
or was I running away
It was cold and hard, I felt
guilty and charged with
the crimes my body went through
My feet felt thick and my
mind grasped the sick
in the streets where I had to lay
If only a dime in my
pocket I'd find, would
I spend it or toss it away
At night it was as cold,
I watched as they sold their
bodies just to keep warm
I prayed on my knees to
God would you please send
me mercy or just take me home...
it would seem, was it real
or was I running away
It was cold and hard, I felt
guilty and charged with
the crimes my body went through
My feet felt thick and my
mind grasped the sick
in the streets where I had to lay
If only a dime in my
pocket I'd find, would
I spend it or toss it away
At night it was as cold,
I watched as they sold their
bodies just to keep warm
I prayed on my knees to
God would you please send
me mercy or just take me home...
#LifeStruggles
#homelessness
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When all else fails... try it in poetic form
Meds at ten,
bed at eleven
(no screens in between!)
Get up at seven.
bed at eleven
(no screens in between!)
Get up at seven.
#LifeStruggles
#sleep
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Life is a Canvas
We're born and it's empty
Pure and white, ready for anything
We struggle with where to go and what to do
So foundational colors are presented
Colors we don't worry about at first
Because we think we can work with them later on
And still end with a beautiful image
But as we grow older
Those colors are distorted and faded
We try to add brighter colors
but inevitably this only makes the image darker
We get frustrated and throw it in the corner
Giving up, feeling no way out of the choices we've made
But with patience everything...
Pure and white, ready for anything
We struggle with where to go and what to do
So foundational colors are presented
Colors we don't worry about at first
Because we think we can work with them later on
And still end with a beautiful image
But as we grow older
Those colors are distorted and faded
We try to add brighter colors
but inevitably this only makes the image darker
We get frustrated and throw it in the corner
Giving up, feeling no way out of the choices we've made
But with patience everything...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
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Taken
Better to never touch than never be able to let go
Suppose that’s how it works, but how would he know?
He slowly lifts up his head and opens his eyes
To see there’s no life left to live, within the scope of this light
Here he can see that everyone’s gone, everyone left
The shadows give his mind room to play
They bring back the ones he needs to feel home
To make the beating in his chest hurt a little less
Complacency brings the warmth back to his hands
Just as they used to be before the cold came to embrace him
Hands that held so much,...
Suppose that’s how it works, but how would he know?
He slowly lifts up his head and opens his eyes
To see there’s no life left to live, within the scope of this light
Here he can see that everyone’s gone, everyone left
The shadows give his mind room to play
They bring back the ones he needs to feel home
To make the beating in his chest hurt a little less
Complacency brings the warmth back to his hands
Just as they used to be before the cold came to embrace him
Hands that held so much,...
#grief
#heartbroken
#LifeStruggles
#homelessness
#poverty
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Bad Rooster
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Because you're head is mine
No more annoying sunrise
I don't want to know the time
Please stop this hate crime
Deep inside you know you're wrong
Silence is where you don't belong
No more Cock-A-Doodle-Dooing song
Why not chill and smoke a bong?
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Because you're head is mine
No more annoying sunrise
I don't want to know the time
Please stop this hate crime
Deep inside you know you're wrong
Silence is where you don't belong
No more Cock-A-Doodle-Dooing song
Why not chill and smoke a bong?
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
#LifeStruggles
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Chasing a Life
Shake hands with a rainbow
and part of you must know
there comes a moment
when you have to let go
Holding on to forever
only works in the movies
The real world starts
where the subway groans
when 6 am coffee
burns through the cold
Each gray city breath
marks a freedom they stole
from the same crush of nobodies
all paid up to trade their souls
counting every day
every month
every year
while time drowns dreams
for a pot of gold
and part of you must know
there comes a moment
when you have to let go
Holding on to forever
only works in the movies
The real world starts
where the subway groans
when 6 am coffee
burns through the cold
Each gray city breath
marks a freedom they stole
from the same crush of nobodies
all paid up to trade their souls
counting every day
every month
every year
while time drowns dreams
for a pot of gold
#LifeStruggles
#money
#job
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The Road
The Road”
What has become of the blue of the sky?
I see no light as the stars slowly die.
All is dark here since the rain went away.
The clouds have fallen and faded to grey.
Though I know the birds have come home to sing,
I still wonder what became of everything.
You said it would be this way if I wanted to go—
But it wasn’t something you could expect me to know.
Though there are many roads that I have crossed,
I never knew anything, save what I had lost.
Now what I’d give to lose what is following me:
The very thing you...
What has become of the blue of the sky?
I see no light as the stars slowly die.
All is dark here since the rain went away.
The clouds have fallen and faded to grey.
Though I know the birds have come home to sing,
I still wonder what became of everything.
You said it would be this way if I wanted to go—
But it wasn’t something you could expect me to know.
Though there are many roads that I have crossed,
I never knew anything, save what I had lost.
Now what I’d give to lose what is following me:
The very thing you...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness #LifeStruggles
#loneliness #LifeStruggles
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Policy of Relationships
I wasn't always this cut throat, but what did you all expect of me? I learned not all people who seem a little too keen to know you, blood or not. Don't have good intentions or your safety in mind. So be upset when my trust issues are screaming in my ears to steer clear of people with oblivious signs of red flags. And it's not my fault no one wants to associate with you when you are the issue. You only validate that label."
#dark
#relationships
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
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Hello
Hello, my name is resentment
We've met before
But you swear you've never known me
Pushing you closer to those words
You never thought you'd say aloud
Bow down and pray to the lord
Forgiveness means it's all allowed
Pulling you in, you can smell the hate
The undeniable anger at everything
You can never hope to change
Give them nothing...nothing
Drowning in the humbling river
Scratching for air, but he's never there
Losing to your own will
Suffer unto me, it's all I ask
Hello, my name is solitude ...
We've met before
But you swear you've never known me
Pushing you closer to those words
You never thought you'd say aloud
Bow down and pray to the lord
Forgiveness means it's all allowed
Pulling you in, you can smell the hate
The undeniable anger at everything
You can never hope to change
Give them nothing...nothing
Drowning in the humbling river
Scratching for air, but he's never there
Losing to your own will
Suffer unto me, it's all I ask
Hello, my name is solitude ...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
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Mindless Scribbles
Faceless masks of malignant strides
Burn me deep
Be still the chides
Fair-weather friends
Fiendish foes
Dawn on me forbearing woes
Melancholy, she whispers back
Tell me where my venue’s at
Breathe in me
Mysterious soul
Adopt my mind
Unwind control
Guarding the deep
Those will betray
Tell me, love
What comes my way
Seize the night
Slay the day
Prepare the games you want to play
Mindless pleasure
The breadth of one
Simmer until the moment’s done
Shiver until lest, the goal is written ...
Burn me deep
Be still the chides
Fair-weather friends
Fiendish foes
Dawn on me forbearing woes
Melancholy, she whispers back
Tell me where my venue’s at
Breathe in me
Mysterious soul
Adopt my mind
Unwind control
Guarding the deep
Those will betray
Tell me, love
What comes my way
Seize the night
Slay the day
Prepare the games you want to play
Mindless pleasure
The breadth of one
Simmer until the moment’s done
Shiver until lest, the goal is written ...
#LifeStruggles
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Rat King
looking for the meaning of it all
they said find faith in god
when we try to walk we fall
coming from the gutter, we're a mystery
not good, not bad,
just a product of our surroundings
fighting for the last piece of meat
getting looked down by the elite
once a vermin always a vermin
dreams of the rat becoming king
societies worst nightmare
they act like their lives are a given
it isn't for me
going above and beyond
not because I want to
because there is no other way
now stay away from the...
they said find faith in god
when we try to walk we fall
coming from the gutter, we're a mystery
not good, not bad,
just a product of our surroundings
fighting for the last piece of meat
getting looked down by the elite
once a vermin always a vermin
dreams of the rat becoming king
societies worst nightmare
they act like their lives are a given
it isn't for me
going above and beyond
not because I want to
because there is no other way
now stay away from the...
#strength
#LifeStruggles
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Abject
She's so full of needs and knees
Controlled by the pet - the irony
He likes the noise a little too much
Should just sew his mouth shut
Sometimes we climb the mountain
Just to piss in the valley
Sometimes the bridge we're burning
Is the only one that could reach us
They pick apart the scabs
But can't stand the blood
Clean hands and dirty deeds
Poke holes in the story, until it floods
Sometimes we climb the mountain
Just to piss in the valley
Sometimes the well we drink from
Is the same it funnels...
Controlled by the pet - the irony
He likes the noise a little too much
Should just sew his mouth shut
Sometimes we climb the mountain
Just to piss in the valley
Sometimes the bridge we're burning
Is the only one that could reach us
They pick apart the scabs
But can't stand the blood
Clean hands and dirty deeds
Poke holes in the story, until it floods
Sometimes we climb the mountain
Just to piss in the valley
Sometimes the well we drink from
Is the same it funnels...
#LifeStruggles
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DU Poetry : Poems about Life Struggles