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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memories are an imprecise form of time travel
#addiction
#hope
#LifeStruggles #memories
#LifeStruggles #memories
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The Great Escape Chapter 16, Part 7 of 12
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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Another Round?
At the poetry reading
I ask the poet (a former psychotherapist) if he'd want to have another lifetime
he shakes his head no,
wrinkling his nose
like I've offered him dog shit
and perhaps, metaphorically, I have.
Nancy says she wouldn't
because she doesn't know if she could be so lucky again.
I say I wouldn't,
unless I can come back as a thin, rich, cheerleader.
Chris says something predictably la la about how we are spiritual beings and we're already halfway on the spiritual plane and something else I'm not sure...
I ask the poet (a former psychotherapist) if he'd want to have another lifetime
he shakes his head no,
wrinkling his nose
like I've offered him dog shit
and perhaps, metaphorically, I have.
Nancy says she wouldn't
because she doesn't know if she could be so lucky again.
I say I wouldn't,
unless I can come back as a thin, rich, cheerleader.
Chris says something predictably la la about how we are spiritual beings and we're already halfway on the spiritual plane and something else I'm not sure...
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
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The Great Escape Chapter 16, Part 6 of 12
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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The Great Escape Chapter 16, Part 5 of 12
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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Long Forgotten
After sailing through
some rough,
and turbulent seas
I now lie
shipwrecked,
and abandoned
Dashed against the rocks!
Then scattered
into a million pieces
Floating, broken memories
Now no more
than the flotsam
of my soul......
by Jemia
some rough,
and turbulent seas
I now lie
shipwrecked,
and abandoned
Dashed against the rocks!
Then scattered
into a million pieces
Floating, broken memories
Now no more
than the flotsam
of my soul......
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical
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Struggling Autisms
Struggling to function in a world that's dysfunctional
Struggling to view the face in the mirror
Struggling with the concept of existence
Struggling with the impermanence
Struggling to kick certain habits
Struggling to look you in the eyes
Struggling with the these little conversations
Struggling with the flow
Struggling out of time
Struggling to view the face in the mirror
Struggling with the concept of existence
Struggling with the impermanence
Struggling to kick certain habits
Struggling to look you in the eyes
Struggling with the these little conversations
Struggling with the flow
Struggling out of time
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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The Great Escape Chapter 16, Part 4 of 12
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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The Great Escape Chapter 16, Part 3 of 12
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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A Wasteland of Emptiness
There is a wind blowing inside us, thru a wasteland of emptiness
Without the possibility of germinating to fulfill our potential
Our nothingness is an internal vacuum with an insatiable appetite
A black hole at our core, threatening to suck everything else in
Our lives are essentially hollow, lacking inner strength and vigor
We seem to have lost our insides somewhere
Our guts have been removed and discarded or lost
The void within gives a painful, drawn feeling to our faces
We know that we are doomed creatures, fighting hopelessly for...
Without the possibility of germinating to fulfill our potential
Our nothingness is an internal vacuum with an insatiable appetite
A black hole at our core, threatening to suck everything else in
Our lives are essentially hollow, lacking inner strength and vigor
We seem to have lost our insides somewhere
Our guts have been removed and discarded or lost
The void within gives a painful, drawn feeling to our faces
We know that we are doomed creatures, fighting hopelessly for...
#emptiness
#humankind
#LifeStruggles
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"Alice and wonderland" effect
one had gone down that rabbit hole- before one ever knew what a rabbit hole was; subliminals within subliminal tales in story books- one couldn't pick up....
the tortoise and the hare-the version where the tortoise belived less was more and taking the path of least resistance- while the hare just wanted to show off and show out-and got attention; another whole version of hansle and grettle- where just hansel was "abandoned" 'in the woods"- and "found his way home" "years later"- different than he...
the tortoise and the hare-the version where the tortoise belived less was more and taking the path of least resistance- while the hare just wanted to show off and show out-and got attention; another whole version of hansle and grettle- where just hansel was "abandoned" 'in the woods"- and "found his way home" "years later"- different than he...
#escape
#philosophical
#SelfReflection #LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection #LifeStruggles
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the line beneath the metaphors
You ask me how I am
and we talk around the problem
your frustration
my lingering silence
if I don't tell you what's wrong
it won't make this real
I dream of ocean tides
pulling me under
it's only half a metaphor
I'm both the victim
and the predator
Top me up with dopamine
readjust these mood drops with Prozac
and enough talk therapy
to make me lose my voice
and the desire to set
my own mind on fire
You ask me how I am
and I dodge the question
like I dodge every...
and we talk around the problem
your frustration
my lingering silence
if I don't tell you what's wrong
it won't make this real
I dream of ocean tides
pulling me under
it's only half a metaphor
I'm both the victim
and the predator
Top me up with dopamine
readjust these mood drops with Prozac
and enough talk therapy
to make me lose my voice
and the desire to set
my own mind on fire
You ask me how I am
and I dodge the question
like I dodge every...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
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DU Poetry : Poems about Life Struggles