Anxiety Poems & Poems about Stress
#anxiety
Poetry about anxious feelings, stress and anxiety disorders. A glimpse into depths of fear and worry that comes with anxiety. Here you'll find poems describing apprehension about a particular event, along with poetry depicting acute anxiety about all aspects of life.
Ryan-G-Hayward
Poem Published
Today 4:51pm
Today 4:51pm
Story
I'll bring you stories,
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
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PAR
Poem Published
Today 1:41pm
Today 1:41pm
Undoing
distraction has its side effects
attraction has its side effects
every betrayal has side effects
all betrayal is one-sided and cuts
the tradition is to know and keep quiet
____________ bleed and be quiet
____________ dream and stay awake
emotion has its side effects
lust has its side effects
perception has several altered states
contradiction is saying to be quiet
swallow to be forgotten
side effects
we are all side effects
of a void full of nothing
of a mad dog's howl
of a...
attraction has its side effects
every betrayal has side effects
all betrayal is one-sided and cuts
the tradition is to know and keep quiet
____________ bleed and be quiet
____________ dream and stay awake
emotion has its side effects
lust has its side effects
perception has several altered states
contradiction is saying to be quiet
swallow to be forgotten
side effects
we are all side effects
of a void full of nothing
of a mad dog's howl
of a...
#anxiety
#dreams
#mirror
#passion
#utopia
30 reads
10 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:21pm
Yesterday 8:21pm
The Storm Outside & Inside
The rain tickles the windows.
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:05pm
Yesterday 1:05pm
29 Days
It’s been 29 days—
29 mornings where I wake up
without shame choking my breath,
without a hangover pressing against my skull
like a cruel reminder of failure.
But God, I miss it sometimes—
the numbness,
the soft erasure of everything
that hurt too much to carry.
It calls to me still,
a gentle voice with sharp teeth.
"Come back," it whispers.
"You know I’ll hold you better
than hope ever could."
And I almost believe it.
Almost.
Because there are nights
when...
29 mornings where I wake up
without shame choking my breath,
without a hangover pressing against my skull
like a cruel reminder of failure.
But God, I miss it sometimes—
the numbness,
the soft erasure of everything
that hurt too much to carry.
It calls to me still,
a gentle voice with sharp teeth.
"Come back," it whispers.
"You know I’ll hold you better
than hope ever could."
And I almost believe it.
Almost.
Because there are nights
when...
#addiction
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#PTSD
28 reads
2 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:08am
Yesterday 3:08am
Chronic Sleep Deprivation
Day 1
Tiredness is setting in
Unable to go to sleep
My impaired concentration
Preventing me counting sheep
48 hrs
Slow processing abilities
Solutions I can't solve them
Extreme irritability
One of my many problems
Day 3
Major difficulties thinking
Microsleeps unofficially
Walls closing in and shrinking
Hallucinations seen visually
96 hrs
Distortion in perception
Revealed secrets expose us
Exhausted mental deception
Disorienting psychosis
Day 5
Complete mental breakdown
Immune...
Tiredness is setting in
Unable to go to sleep
My impaired concentration
Preventing me counting sheep
48 hrs
Slow processing abilities
Solutions I can't solve them
Extreme irritability
One of my many problems
Day 3
Major difficulties thinking
Microsleeps unofficially
Walls closing in and shrinking
Hallucinations seen visually
96 hrs
Distortion in perception
Revealed secrets expose us
Exhausted mental deception
Disorienting psychosis
Day 5
Complete mental breakdown
Immune...
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
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nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 5:11pm
5th Feb 2025 5:11pm
The Great Escape Chapter 17, Part 5 of 8
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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2 Comments
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 11:07am
5th Feb 2025 11:07am
I am working my way back to you Father
I am working my way back to you Father
I am very sorry for all my bad behavior
But I was frustrated
With the poems I was writing for you
Because I was stuck
Writing poems for you
I started writing some poems for you
But I couldn't get right
So I had to erased it and started again
A few times
Because I wasn't satisfied with
The way it was coming out
Maybe I need to put my brain to rest
And start to vent a little
All day today
I am very sorry for all my bad behavior
But I was frustrated
With the poems I was writing for you
Because I was stuck
Writing poems for you
I started writing some poems for you
But I couldn't get right
So I had to erased it and started again
A few times
Because I wasn't satisfied with
The way it was coming out
Maybe I need to put my brain to rest
And start to vent a little
All day today
#anxiety
#fear
#greed
#loneliness
#rejection
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 9:32am
5th Feb 2025 9:32am
An Unspoken Truth
Reflecting on the toxic relationship I was in earlier this year, there's a profound truth that I have learned. A truth that's unseen. Unspoken. The forbidden truth. The truth that inconveniences men who don't get a lot of women. It is this very truth that shakes me to my core. Fear. So much fear around it.
As a woman with a more positive aura than the man I was with and who was an easy magnet for men, I knew from the beginning that I felt uncomfortable. But as usual, I ignored that feeling.
He was one of those nice guys who said all the right words, but his actions...
As a woman with a more positive aura than the man I was with and who was an easy magnet for men, I knew from the beginning that I felt uncomfortable. But as usual, I ignored that feeling.
He was one of those nice guys who said all the right words, but his actions...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark #fear
#dark #fear
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Pete_25
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 8:07am
5th Feb 2025 8:07am
Black Box
This black box
I keep my soul
Thoughts kept locked
In control?
Behind the smiles
A heart of glass
The agony piles
All things must pass?
The pain and tears
The ticking clocks
All thoughts and fears
In this black box
I keep my soul
Thoughts kept locked
In control?
Behind the smiles
A heart of glass
The agony piles
All things must pass?
The pain and tears
The ticking clocks
All thoughts and fears
In this black box
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #MentalHealth
#dark #MentalHealth
77 reads
8 Comments
michaelslove2
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 7:05am
5th Feb 2025 7:05am
Her Picture
HER PICTURE
“Here it is Lyle,” Gary said handing him the picture. Lyle reached up from the hospital bed and
winced. The pain was excruciating.
“Who is she?” Gary asked. “I know I've seen her somewhere.”
“She's special,” Lyle said, looking into her crystal blue eyes smiling a little.
“Do you know her?” Gary asked.
“Yeah. Yeah I do,” Lyle said. “In a different sort of way maybe we all do.”
Gary grunted. “How you feeling buddy?”
“Okay,” Lyle said looking at his friend. “Just a little weak. It's...
“Here it is Lyle,” Gary said handing him the picture. Lyle reached up from the hospital bed and
winced. The pain was excruciating.
“Who is she?” Gary asked. “I know I've seen her somewhere.”
“She's special,” Lyle said, looking into her crystal blue eyes smiling a little.
“Do you know her?” Gary asked.
“Yeah. Yeah I do,” Lyle said. “In a different sort of way maybe we all do.”
Gary grunted. “How you feeling buddy?”
“Okay,” Lyle said looking at his friend. “Just a little weak. It's...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #fear
#dark #fear
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0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:52am
5th Feb 2025 3:52am
shine
sulking in the shadows
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
#anxiety
#dark
48 reads
6 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 8:50pm
4th Feb 2025 8:50pm
It will kill me...
I have never been wanted.
Not really.
Not in the way that stays when the night gets too quiet,
not in the way that doesn’t leave bruises,
not in the way that doesn’t make me question
if I was ever meant to be here at all.
I have been the almost, the mistake,
the afterthought in a crowded room.
Hands have reached for me,
but only when they needed something to hold,
only when they were searching for warmth
that wasn’t meant for me.
I have been told I was loved.
But love, as I have known it,
has always come with...
Not really.
Not in the way that stays when the night gets too quiet,
not in the way that doesn’t leave bruises,
not in the way that doesn’t make me question
if I was ever meant to be here at all.
I have been the almost, the mistake,
the afterthought in a crowded room.
Hands have reached for me,
but only when they needed something to hold,
only when they were searching for warmth
that wasn’t meant for me.
I have been told I was loved.
But love, as I have known it,
has always come with...
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#FallingInLove
#honesty
#loneliness
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2 Comments
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