Poems About Life Struggles Seeking Honest Critique
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life struggles seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
NP_NP
Poem Published
Today 6:31am
Today 6:31am
Insomnia
I toss and turn, restless in the dark, Counting sheep, but none will leave their mark. Midnight comes through halls so quiet, wondering if I locked all the doors, my mind won't be still.
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Kasai
Poem Published
Today 6:18am
Today 6:18am
falling home
I saw her today
so quiet
& soft
a somber ghost
of her former self
the pine trees
no longer whisper
& cold, black fingers
hold up a heavy
December sky
her heart lies fallow
born of Winter's burden
the blood pools like sap
in her limbs
& in her chest
& I see her die
her little deaths
knowing
the sun will rise again
without her
for her roots too
are infinite
so quiet
& soft
a somber ghost
of her former self
the pine trees
no longer whisper
& cold, black fingers
hold up a heavy
December sky
her heart lies fallow
born of Winter's burden
the blood pools like sap
in her limbs
& in her chest
& I see her die
her little deaths
knowing
the sun will rise again
without her
for her roots too
are infinite
#LifeStruggles
36 reads
1 Comment
Drieks
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:19am
Yesterday 2:19am
Too many bad days
So many. Had to burn ‘em.
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
#dark
#depression
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
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2 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 1:20pm
3rd Feb 2025 1:20pm
Passing By
I crawl into bed with my madness, Screaming in agony, pleading to the skies, "Speak to God— Beg him to halt my trials, To ease this weight I carry in the dark."
I scream at my reflection, "What more can I give? You take, and take, and take, And where is my reward? I asked for love, But never knew that I'd be waiting in hell for it."
Anxiety whispers, A relentless game of "what if" Echoing with glimpses of a broken past— What if I’d known love in my youth? What if my childhood didn’t beat and break me? Would I have still searched for for love...
I scream at my reflection, "What more can I give? You take, and take, and take, And where is my reward? I asked for love, But never knew that I'd be waiting in hell for it."
Anxiety whispers, A relentless game of "what if" Echoing with glimpses of a broken past— What if I’d known love in my youth? What if my childhood didn’t beat and break me? Would I have still searched for for love...
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
53 reads
3 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 9:57am
2nd Feb 2025 9:57am
0 - Unfinished Poetry 41
Totally ill, going to work.
Need a love to heal my hurt.
My heart is sad without a babe.
Need to cuddle to cure my aches.
My pain is real,
So is the snot.
Body broken.
Oh my God.
I want to feel well,
But oh well, who cares?
Silence my friend.
Nobody is there.
My nurse, my life is cursed
And I am just in need of a kindly flirt.
To see her smile would make me smile.
It's been a while, but I remember the file,
I created the day that we first met.
I named it possible with no regrets.
...
Need a love to heal my hurt.
My heart is sad without a babe.
Need to cuddle to cure my aches.
My pain is real,
So is the snot.
Body broken.
Oh my God.
I want to feel well,
But oh well, who cares?
Silence my friend.
Nobody is there.
My nurse, my life is cursed
And I am just in need of a kindly flirt.
To see her smile would make me smile.
It's been a while, but I remember the file,
I created the day that we first met.
I named it possible with no regrets.
...
#LifeStruggles
#love
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 5:19pm
1st Feb 2025 5:19pm
A Tale of a Cup of Coffee
It feels safe here
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
#coffee
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical
#PopCulture
119 reads
27 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:58am
1st Feb 2025 1:58am
Makes you go hum
🙊🙈🙉 There is always gonna be good versus evil forces, no matter how much you don't care, to stop and look and listen, for even through centuries back in time of biblical beliefs. WE stood as one nation under one GOD OF COMMAND. But yet instead here we are still fighting against the evil forces, for political games that they say that the greatest, thing the devils in human skin has done was to have some of you to believe, that he doesn't really don't exist. 🤔 YET here we are now in 2025, still going through things that are really unnecessary, and for what...
#HumanRights
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
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poetOftragedy
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 9:03pm
31st Jan 2025 9:03pm
Sword from the stone
I gave my all
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
#disappointment
#LifeStruggles
#responsibility #vulnerability
#responsibility #vulnerability
47 reads
1 Comment
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
73 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 10:26pm
29th Jan 2025 10:26pm
Obscene Vision
Live is spelled wrong, we all know that, right?
It just doesn't sound right
It just doesn't look right
Can't hear any screams
Can't smell fear or decaying bodies
Can't see any pain or frustration
What's happening?
I don't know
All I know is, it's just not right
Do you know what the right path should be?
It just doesn't sound right
It just doesn't look right
Can't hear any screams
Can't smell fear or decaying bodies
Can't see any pain or frustration
What's happening?
I don't know
All I know is, it's just not right
Do you know what the right path should be?
#dark
#evil
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
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14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 7:43pm
28th Jan 2025 7:43pm
Roads to Nowhere
Roads to nowhere
Now that sure sounds ominous...roads to nowhere, Damn!!
Not really
It's not the roads to nowhere that are giving me trouble
It's the roads to everywhere that are driving me fucking crazy!
Literally!
Now that sure sounds ominous...roads to nowhere, Damn!!
Not really
It's not the roads to nowhere that are giving me trouble
It's the roads to everywhere that are driving me fucking crazy!
Literally!
#anxiety
#LifeGoals
#LifeStruggles
86 reads
14 Comments
TheQ
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 7:05pm
27th Jan 2025 7:05pm
Pressed flowers
The wordy win and swoon
while most remain cocooned
ingrained in our veins
to gain and impress
stained I digress
the crone knows that
Pressed flowers still wild
And stress when invested
and loath to feel lonely
yet nevertheless
at arms stretch from the rest
we subject ourselves
isolate, depress
the cusp of banter
with feigned interest
Pressed flowers still wilt
Honed to self-help
stoned till morrow
opportune corridors
hearken darkened paths
Pressed flowers still...
while most remain cocooned
ingrained in our veins
to gain and impress
stained I digress
the crone knows that
Pressed flowers still wild
And stress when invested
and loath to feel lonely
yet nevertheless
at arms stretch from the rest
we subject ourselves
isolate, depress
the cusp of banter
with feigned interest
Pressed flowers still wilt
Honed to self-help
stoned till morrow
opportune corridors
hearken darkened paths
Pressed flowers still...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
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