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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the wrong kind of no
No thank you
isn't the right answer
to the question of me baring
my soul to you
And I know you said
it out of love and respect and fear
but all I feel is the rejection
that says
I'm too damaged to be read
my history too fucked up
to be shared with you
isn't the right answer
to the question of me baring
my soul to you
And I know you said
it out of love and respect and fear
but all I feel is the rejection
that says
I'm too damaged to be read
my history too fucked up
to be shared with you
#LifeStruggles
#rejection
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Grandad
I read a text message
received weeks ago
by my ex colleague
who never failed to
remind me about
things by saying
okay we understand
you have been around
before the invention
of technicolour,
who would get away
with saying things like
a care home must
have forgotten to go
searching in the
co-operative
to find their
missing person,
who would say
it's...
received weeks ago
by my ex colleague
who never failed to
remind me about
things by saying
okay we understand
you have been around
before the invention
of technicolour,
who would get away
with saying things like
a care home must
have forgotten to go
searching in the
co-operative
to find their
missing person,
who would say
it's...
#confessional
#job
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
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Vomit
Words are such disgusting little things
I hate how I vomit them
How painful it is to retch them onto the page
Pages upon pages of useless words
How they clump and chunk themselves together so randomly
I wish my words were water drops
Could drip down the page
To find each other, swallow, become one
Instead, these nasty words
Sit like sick
Viscous and chunked in the bowl of my skull
I can feel them even now
Little whiskers brushing against the bones of my forehead
Bouncing around the bony plates and sutures ...
I hate how I vomit them
How painful it is to retch them onto the page
Pages upon pages of useless words
How they clump and chunk themselves together so randomly
I wish my words were water drops
Could drip down the page
To find each other, swallow, become one
Instead, these nasty words
Sit like sick
Viscous and chunked in the bowl of my skull
I can feel them even now
Little whiskers brushing against the bones of my forehead
Bouncing around the bony plates and sutures ...
#confessional
#illness
#learning
#LifeStruggles
#PersonalGrowth
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this feminine rage
My anger scares you
it's not pretty or delicate
doesn't fit within the fantasy
you've built around me
though I've always been fire
I remind you of your psycho mother
who tried to fell your father with an axe
and blow up his car
after he'd moved on
from their crazy toxic relationship
It doesn't matter that I'm not psychotic
that I've never raised a hand to you
or an axe
or tried to blow up your car
The pitch of my rage rings alarm bells
in your head
and it's easier to throw sand in my...
it's not pretty or delicate
doesn't fit within the fantasy
you've built around me
though I've always been fire
I remind you of your psycho mother
who tried to fell your father with an axe
and blow up his car
after he'd moved on
from their crazy toxic relationship
It doesn't matter that I'm not psychotic
that I've never raised a hand to you
or an axe
or tried to blow up your car
The pitch of my rage rings alarm bells
in your head
and it's easier to throw sand in my...
#anger
#inequality
#LifeStruggles #relationships
#LifeStruggles #relationships
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just rip it off already
she called me one night
outta nowhere
said she got my number from my aunt
{that's a whole other fucked up ball of wax right there}
& did I know how to reach him
she was desperate
any day now she was expecting
{...his...twins...}
not at all surprised
I sighed
listened to her tell how he'd tried to shoot her
shaking my head in disbelief
because even then...she stayed
abuse is a crushing iron fist
I get it
{that one especially}
as she sobbed about how he vanished
not long after their...
outta nowhere
said she got my number from my aunt
{that's a whole other fucked up ball of wax right there}
& did I know how to reach him
she was desperate
any day now she was expecting
{...his...twins...}
not at all surprised
I sighed
listened to her tell how he'd tried to shoot her
shaking my head in disbelief
because even then...she stayed
abuse is a crushing iron fist
I get it
{that one especially}
as she sobbed about how he vanished
not long after their...
#deception
#LifeStruggles
#marriage #MovingOn
#marriage #MovingOn
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Alone
Alone
More than anything in my life, since I was 14 years old, I have wanted a romantic partner for a lifetime.
But now, I'm wondering if all I can handle is being alone.
Had a lot of troubling thoughts today. Probably due to being around my toxic family members. It's an inevitable thing really since I do live with my mom, and she visits my sister at times. I'm too tired to move out. I'm too exhausted to even really function.
Because of how I've been treated by them and life, I'm shut down. It feels like someone's pushing my head down underwater,...
More than anything in my life, since I was 14 years old, I have wanted a romantic partner for a lifetime.
But now, I'm wondering if all I can handle is being alone.
Had a lot of troubling thoughts today. Probably due to being around my toxic family members. It's an inevitable thing really since I do live with my mom, and she visits my sister at times. I'm too tired to move out. I'm too exhausted to even really function.
Because of how I've been treated by them and life, I'm shut down. It feels like someone's pushing my head down underwater,...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#love
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One for the lack of a road
So, I’m sat here
drinking a beer
after another beer
and the dogs…
Well, the dogs
are unlikely to make it out
for their evening walk
and I promised
it would never be like this.
I’m getting to a point in life
where I can call you ‘kid’
and not feel so uneasy about it,
so let me tell you kid,
there’s going to be some times,
when you can’t do it all
the way you promised.
You just have to let what helps
help,
don’t get too wound up in that
one step forward lecture
you give yourself
on...
drinking a beer
after another beer
and the dogs…
Well, the dogs
are unlikely to make it out
for their evening walk
and I promised
it would never be like this.
I’m getting to a point in life
where I can call you ‘kid’
and not feel so uneasy about it,
so let me tell you kid,
there’s going to be some times,
when you can’t do it all
the way you promised.
You just have to let what helps
help,
don’t get too wound up in that
one step forward lecture
you give yourself
on...
#identity
#inspirational
#LifeStruggles
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sandcastle debris
a home was made from castoffs
taking what could be found
molded & given purpose
as flat & stable as could be
turning unwanted into cozy
with naught but 2 small hands
desperation for a place of belonging
space safe from the muck of the world
& then the waters came
days & days on end
intruding upon sanctuary grounds
pushing further inland
until it became necessary to retreat
& walls built to protect...
...fell
saline drops burst as pipes wailed
breaking point...
taking what could be found
molded & given purpose
as flat & stable as could be
turning unwanted into cozy
with naught but 2 small hands
desperation for a place of belonging
space safe from the muck of the world
& then the waters came
days & days on end
intruding upon sanctuary grounds
pushing further inland
until it became necessary to retreat
& walls built to protect...
...fell
saline drops burst as pipes wailed
breaking point...
#choices
#emotional
#learning #LifeStruggles
#learning #LifeStruggles
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melancholy (a letter to depression)
Hello, old friend
I didn't miss you
and no, I'm not happy
that you've come to stay
Your familiarity
feels like home
but you don't belong here
anymore
though I don't know
how to banish you
from my heart, my head
my house
I'd rather be homeless
than have you hovering
at my side
whispering old wounds
into my ear like a devil
on my shoulder
making the ordinary impossible
and the impossible desirable
I know you'll leave
when you're good and ready
but...
I didn't miss you
and no, I'm not happy
that you've come to stay
Your familiarity
feels like home
but you don't belong here
anymore
though I don't know
how to banish you
from my heart, my head
my house
I'd rather be homeless
than have you hovering
at my side
whispering old wounds
into my ear like a devil
on my shoulder
making the ordinary impossible
and the impossible desirable
I know you'll leave
when you're good and ready
but...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#myself
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Not Enough
In shadows cast by doubt and fear,
I walk a path so unclear.
The whispers echo, soft yet tough,
"You're simply not good enough."
I reach for stars beyond my grasp,
Yet dreams elude my fingers' clasp.
The world moves on, both fierce and gruff,
Reminding me I'm not enough.
Each scar I bear, a tale retold,
Of battles fought, of growing bold.
The journey hard, the lessons tough,
Yet through it all, I’m strong enough.
The journey long, the struggle real,
Yet through it all, I start to heal.
No...
I walk a path so unclear.
The whispers echo, soft yet tough,
"You're simply not good enough."
I reach for stars beyond my grasp,
Yet dreams elude my fingers' clasp.
The world moves on, both fierce and gruff,
Reminding me I'm not enough.
Each scar I bear, a tale retold,
Of battles fought, of growing bold.
The journey hard, the lessons tough,
Yet through it all, I’m strong enough.
The journey long, the struggle real,
Yet through it all, I start to heal.
No...
#bittersweet
#emotional
#LifeStruggles
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Demanding
Style means nothing without substance
That’s something money can’t buy
Walking through the world in a trance
Long enough to embrace living this lie
Social outcast learns how to survive
Turning loneliness into independence
Wanting to avoid the impending nosedive
Sometimes caution means ride the fence
Timid people constantly read the room
While they study the human psyche
Pessimistic views in lingering doom
Securing secrets under lock and key
Wise souls are always seeking truth
Trying to reason with their...
That’s something money can’t buy
Walking through the world in a trance
Long enough to embrace living this lie
Social outcast learns how to survive
Turning loneliness into independence
Wanting to avoid the impending nosedive
Sometimes caution means ride the fence
Timid people constantly read the room
While they study the human psyche
Pessimistic views in lingering doom
Securing secrets under lock and key
Wise souls are always seeking truth
Trying to reason with their...
#LifeStruggles
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Rusting
I’m much smaller than I used to be,
The moisture in my skin slowly evaporated into the air.
I’ve become shriveled and thin.
Stretched to the limit,
You can see the spaces between the stitches.
I miss being whole,
Feeling solid and thick.
I am splitting edges,
Dry leaves and sticks.
Weaker,
Brittle like a rotting tree.
I hold these stones in my palms,
And wait for them to fall through.
Guiltily letting the wind take me,
My veins come unthreaded.
I miss where I used to be,
What I used to be.
I’ve...
The moisture in my skin slowly evaporated into the air.
I’ve become shriveled and thin.
Stretched to the limit,
You can see the spaces between the stitches.
I miss being whole,
Feeling solid and thick.
I am splitting edges,
Dry leaves and sticks.
Weaker,
Brittle like a rotting tree.
I hold these stones in my palms,
And wait for them to fall through.
Guiltily letting the wind take me,
My veins come unthreaded.
I miss where I used to be,
What I used to be.
I’ve...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#LifeStruggles #sadness
#LifeStruggles #sadness
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DU Poetry : Poems about Life Struggles