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.
Still a Little Broken
It didn’t occur to me that I was broken.
The mysteries of mentality unspoken.
How often do we miss the deeper tragedy?
Dwelling within the heart of our reality.
Apparently I wear abuse on both my sleeves.
Thought it common knowledge that everyone deceives.
I believed it was hidden deep inside of me.
The fact is it was lying there for all to see.
Now the once brave is standing naked and afraid.
Staring at the underground hurt fully displayed.
Often feeling like the lamb lesser than the herd.
I wear poetic armor wielding...
The mysteries of mentality unspoken.
How often do we miss the deeper tragedy?
Dwelling within the heart of our reality.
Apparently I wear abuse on both my sleeves.
Thought it common knowledge that everyone deceives.
I believed it was hidden deep inside of me.
The fact is it was lying there for all to see.
Now the once brave is standing naked and afraid.
Staring at the underground hurt fully displayed.
Often feeling like the lamb lesser than the herd.
I wear poetic armor wielding...
#anxiety
#courage
#SelfReflection
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In the realms of Uncertainty.
In the realms
Of uncertainty
Body tense ,
Adrenaline
Flowing freely through your veins
Hands clammy , hot
Sweat on you brow
Heart feeling shot
Sending you
Internal text messages
That lodge deep within
That nagging feeling
Vague but persistent
Like a drum beat
Slow to random
You know it’s
There telling you
To run
This doesn’t
Feel right
Better the devil you know
You been acquaintances
For years
But have you truly felt
Raw , giving your all ...
Of uncertainty
Body tense ,
Adrenaline
Flowing freely through your veins
Hands clammy , hot
Sweat on you brow
Heart feeling shot
Sending you
Internal text messages
That lodge deep within
That nagging feeling
Vague but persistent
Like a drum beat
Slow to random
You know it’s
There telling you
To run
This doesn’t
Feel right
Better the devil you know
You been acquaintances
For years
But have you truly felt
Raw , giving your all ...
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#fear
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Unraveling Panic
Pressurized contents
squeeze
Putting mind on pause
One last stab
at the bubble
of reality
One thought
beyond
And sanity
skitters
under the sofa
A frightened creature
Separate of self
No amount of cajoling
can recall it
World freezes
as time...
squeeze
Putting mind on pause
One last stab
at the bubble
of reality
One thought
beyond
And sanity
skitters
under the sofa
A frightened creature
Separate of self
No amount of cajoling
can recall it
World freezes
as time...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
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New start
I can feel winter blowing in
Bringing its frigid cold and blanket snow
To drift up and around my heart
I've weathered this bleakness before
With flaming fire and starved desire
Until spring arose from the dark
But somethings different this time around
I feel it in my broken will and poison pills
Heaven doesn't seem quite so far
The thought brings a relinquished relief
Tired of clinging to the past and hoping for happiness
This soul is ready for a new start
Bringing its frigid cold and blanket snow
To drift up and around my heart
I've weathered this bleakness before
With flaming fire and starved desire
Until spring arose from the dark
But somethings different this time around
I feel it in my broken will and poison pills
Heaven doesn't seem quite so far
The thought brings a relinquished relief
Tired of clinging to the past and hoping for happiness
This soul is ready for a new start
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#MentalHealth
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Up and then down
Up and then down
The need for new the want for nothing.
The world is my oyster the darkness keeping me shelled.
My bed always calling, although I’m electric.
I wish it was as easy as one or the other, or neither and either.
But we’re rarely given the choice with mental health so we live and push forward.
Despite.
Up and then down.
The need for new the want for nothing.
The world is my oyster the darkness keeping me shelled.
My bed always calling, although I’m electric.
I wish it was as easy as one or the other, or neither and either.
But we’re rarely given the choice with mental health so we live and push forward.
Despite.
Up and then down.
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
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Hampster on a wheel
Everyday just like the others
Chasing my tail in an unending circle
Worn out and exhausted
Panic always lurking
A race against myself
A race that I can't win
A race that never started
A race that never ends
Always been a little OCD
But this is ridiculous
Paranoid behavior
Always suspicious
Run round, round
Into the ground, ground
Mind's not sound, sound
Going down,down
Into the ground
Gotta take control
Cause if I don't learn to deal
I'll spend my life
As...
Chasing my tail in an unending circle
Worn out and exhausted
Panic always lurking
A race against myself
A race that I can't win
A race that never started
A race that never ends
Always been a little OCD
But this is ridiculous
Paranoid behavior
Always suspicious
Run round, round
Into the ground, ground
Mind's not sound, sound
Going down,down
Into the ground
Gotta take control
Cause if I don't learn to deal
I'll spend my life
As...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
#fear
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Can I go back please?
I didn't used to fear so much.
Frankly, I'm not sure where any of it came from.
When did I stop caring about myself?
When did my life stop being my own?
When did my eyes fall to the ground,
And my words get stuck?
When did I start hiding my body?
When did my voice get so quiet?
When did tears become all my cheeks know?
Where did my pride go?
To where did my courage flee?
Can I have it back, please?
If I sit here and beg, pleading for forgiveness,
could I live for myself...
Frankly, I'm not sure where any of it came from.
When did I stop caring about myself?
When did my life stop being my own?
When did my eyes fall to the ground,
And my words get stuck?
When did I start hiding my body?
When did my voice get so quiet?
When did tears become all my cheeks know?
Where did my pride go?
To where did my courage flee?
Can I have it back, please?
If I sit here and beg, pleading for forgiveness,
could I live for myself...
#sadness
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles #emptiness
#LifeStruggles #emptiness
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Where I live
Used to be a farmer
Used to till the ground
Now my tractor's silent
I can faintly here the sound
That memory of my father
As I sat on his knee
While he taught me the value
Of the planted seed
Used to be a milkman
I used to be your friend
I used to be something
I'll never be again
Used to be a teacher
Used to mentor kids ...
Used to till the ground
Now my tractor's silent
I can faintly here the sound
That memory of my father
As I sat on his knee
While he taught me the value
Of the planted seed
Used to be a milkman
I used to be your friend
I used to be something
I'll never be again
Used to be a teacher
Used to mentor kids ...
#anxiety
#hope
#death #LifeStruggles
#death #LifeStruggles
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Hanging on by a thread
They see it in your eyes
Window to your mind
Are you gonna make it
Will you be fine
Slave to your fears
Thoughts racing and you can't keep up
Out of breath, can't move
Looks like your stuck
I'm not oblivious
But what can I do
I'm trying to keep myself together
But I'm running out of glue
I know it's wrong to wonder
If I'd feel better dead
But I'm lost out here in oblivion
Hanging on by a thread
Window to your mind
Are you gonna make it
Will you be fine
Slave to your fears
Thoughts racing and you can't keep up
Out of breath, can't move
Looks like your stuck
I'm not oblivious
But what can I do
I'm trying to keep myself together
But I'm running out of glue
I know it's wrong to wonder
If I'd feel better dead
But I'm lost out here in oblivion
Hanging on by a thread
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
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Wen
I think I've found myself again
though she was never really lost
a work of art that remains unfinished
nearly bared of all the briars, vines and moss
gratitude is a new feeling
generating a gentle teardrop in my eye
decades of pain forever throbbing
taught me to sweetly sing my children lullabies
looking in the mirror is still uncomfortable
I have made peace with my ghost
we stare at one another in silence
I touch the place I once bled from my throat
confident insecurities
anchored with heightened anxiety ...
though she was never really lost
a work of art that remains unfinished
nearly bared of all the briars, vines and moss
gratitude is a new feeling
generating a gentle teardrop in my eye
decades of pain forever throbbing
taught me to sweetly sing my children lullabies
looking in the mirror is still uncomfortable
I have made peace with my ghost
we stare at one another in silence
I touch the place I once bled from my throat
confident insecurities
anchored with heightened anxiety ...
#anxiety
#strength
#courage
#TimeHeals
#gratitude
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My love, the night.
My mood rises
as the sun sets.
When the night falls
a man forgets
the day lit scars upon his skin
as moonlight washes over them.
The darkness stokes a fire to burn
that melts away the lessons learned
from never ending pain and fear.
Sweet shadows take them far from here.
In colder air my blood does warm.
As moonbeams gently calm the storm
of swirling thoughts tormenting me.
The darkness whispers “let it be.”
A tide rises
as the sun sets.
Some things inside
hard to forget.
Those...
as the sun sets.
When the night falls
a man forgets
the day lit scars upon his skin
as moonlight washes over them.
The darkness stokes a fire to burn
that melts away the lessons learned
from never ending pain and fear.
Sweet shadows take them far from here.
In colder air my blood does warm.
As moonbeams gently calm the storm
of swirling thoughts tormenting me.
The darkness whispers “let it be.”
A tide rises
as the sun sets.
Some things inside
hard to forget.
Those...
#anxiety
#dark
#peace
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The Hook .
I wasn’t born with stains of pain that cut deeper than a blade these are invisible wounds but I know exactly where they are . Self love confidence and just a gasp of breath that I slightly care . It’s a sin when I know so many others are fighting for air .I was bequeathed them when I was too young to speak or have the capacity to understand . The hook though was well and truly took you know when you read the first pages of a good book .Your sunk in the thick of it all and the words entrance and beguile you can’t put that book down . That’s how a five year old grows way to old and tired to...
#anger
#anxiety
#shame
#despair
#disappointment
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