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.
Aptsky
Poem Published
Today 6:13am
Today 6:13am
Demons too many at a time
Everyday,
Demons, too many at a time around me,
That have already spoken
And two constantly
That I hear demon- like
And angelically, cherobe-like
Haunt my every nerve
My internal clock
Goes haywire.
Too much
Jitter and Jack
Can't take that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My head just
Spins, spins, spins!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Daily to anything I hear
Yelled accidently my way
I'm ready to explode
With too much chit, chat, yelling, yelling
Screaming mad,
I'm just trying to make sense ...
Demons, too many at a time around me,
That have already spoken
And two constantly
That I hear demon- like
And angelically, cherobe-like
Haunt my every nerve
My internal clock
Goes haywire.
Too much
Jitter and Jack
Can't take that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My head just
Spins, spins, spins!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Daily to anything I hear
Yelled accidently my way
I'm ready to explode
With too much chit, chat, yelling, yelling
Screaming mad,
I'm just trying to make sense ...
#anxiety
#dark
#confusion
#despair
#disappointment
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4 Comments
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:13pm
Yesterday 10:13pm
Feeling the flow
They say the thoughts which terrorize the space between your temples
belong to you,
but is this true?
I'm not sure,
Sometimes it's hard to tell..
Am I controlling my thoughts
or are they controlling me..
Maybe both
maybe neither..
But either way
I know I mustn't let the ruin my day,
I'm finished with this what if
way of thinking it's pointless,
useless and a waste of mental energy.
We can't allow ourselves to become enslaved by our own intellect.
It's not fun feeling not so free due to
having...
belong to you,
but is this true?
I'm not sure,
Sometimes it's hard to tell..
Am I controlling my thoughts
or are they controlling me..
Maybe both
maybe neither..
But either way
I know I mustn't let the ruin my day,
I'm finished with this what if
way of thinking it's pointless,
useless and a waste of mental energy.
We can't allow ourselves to become enslaved by our own intellect.
It's not fun feeling not so free due to
having...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#humankind #SelfReflection
#humankind #SelfReflection
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2 Comments
Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:40pm
Yesterday 6:40pm
a slave to being abused
clean, serve and do what i say
it's always my way
im older so that means i know more
that why I'm a boy and your a girl
clean, cook and serve me my food
that's what is expected of you
manipulation into obeying my commands
that's why i am a man
you're only purpose is to serve
cook, clean and that's all you deserve
work, pay bills and buy me things
don't forget to cook and clean
make me feel like i am great
why in the world would you
ever want to escape.
do as i say or hell to pay
let me get mad...
it's always my way
im older so that means i know more
that why I'm a boy and your a girl
clean, cook and serve me my food
that's what is expected of you
manipulation into obeying my commands
that's why i am a man
you're only purpose is to serve
cook, clean and that's all you deserve
work, pay bills and buy me things
don't forget to cook and clean
make me feel like i am great
why in the world would you
ever want to escape.
do as i say or hell to pay
let me get mad...
#anxiety
#depression
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#bullying
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:58am
Yesterday 9:58am
Vertrouwen
Feel you tugging on my inner threads
through the fabric that weaves realities
unravelling all that's been put in place
slow process at first
untangling all the knots and tied ends
Wouldn't know where to start
beautiful enigma that you are
delicately wrapped in a riddle
hidden behind a unique mystery
There is not enough time on the planet
let alone life times in the universe
to truly get to know you
where and how to start
How about now with this intricate dance
of cosmic vibrations ...
through the fabric that weaves realities
unravelling all that's been put in place
slow process at first
untangling all the knots and tied ends
Wouldn't know where to start
beautiful enigma that you are
delicately wrapped in a riddle
hidden behind a unique mystery
There is not enough time on the planet
let alone life times in the universe
to truly get to know you
where and how to start
How about now with this intricate dance
of cosmic vibrations ...
#anxiety
#kindness
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#FallingInLove
25 reads
2 Comments
girlinthedark
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:30am
Yesterday 2:30am
Panic
One day im good
The im in a panic
Not able to breathe
I feel numb and i cant seem
To breathe and thats all
I want to do then im ggod again the
Next few days are good until
Someone or something sets
Me off again and im in a panic everything
Is in slow motion and blurry but wait just breathe but i cant its like swimming trying to reach the surface to breathe but never getting there im panicing please save me from myself
The im in a panic
Not able to breathe
I feel numb and i cant seem
To breathe and thats all
I want to do then im ggod again the
Next few days are good until
Someone or something sets
Me off again and im in a panic everything
Is in slow motion and blurry but wait just breathe but i cant its like swimming trying to reach the surface to breathe but never getting there im panicing please save me from myself
#anxiety
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1 Comment
Lozzamus
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 10:53pm
22nd Jun 2019 10:53pm
A Concert Pianist Trapped In The Past, North London 2002
Manchester
Buildings ressembling cashew nuts. A church spire, matching in colour. A hill. I float restlessly, down the hill, past the brown-reddish buildings.
The people have come for me. After all these years, they've tracked me down to London. They find me in the front room of a house.
My home.
It's over.The ringleader strikes me across the face. A backhander. It's years since anyone did that.
They leave. Or, at least, I think they do. Nothing seems certain anymore.
A few houses down, people sit in a square or a circle, praying.
Afterwards, these...
Buildings ressembling cashew nuts. A church spire, matching in colour. A hill. I float restlessly, down the hill, past the brown-reddish buildings.
The people have come for me. After all these years, they've tracked me down to London. They find me in the front room of a house.
My home.
It's over.The ringleader strikes me across the face. A backhander. It's years since anyone did that.
They leave. Or, at least, I think they do. Nothing seems certain anymore.
A few houses down, people sit in a square or a circle, praying.
Afterwards, these...
#anxiety
#violence
#insomnia #PTSD
#insomnia #PTSD
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4 Comments
Lothbrok
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 7:11pm
22nd Jun 2019 7:11pm
Poetic Impact
The way you're so calm and collected
is always unsettling
Bound to my inevitable
underwhelming humanity
An unapologetical catastrophe
Born with an astounding understanding
Of self-deprecating madness that you
Command so proudly
I a worthless combatant
Competitive disadvantage by all accounts
You were raised in a gladiatorial household
Breaking dishes and borderline
Perfect form with stabbing utensils
Oh why is disaster so god damn demanding
Anxiety-ridden little holes in everything
I had come to know ...
is always unsettling
Bound to my inevitable
underwhelming humanity
An unapologetical catastrophe
Born with an astounding understanding
Of self-deprecating madness that you
Command so proudly
I a worthless combatant
Competitive disadvantage by all accounts
You were raised in a gladiatorial household
Breaking dishes and borderline
Perfect form with stabbing utensils
Oh why is disaster so god damn demanding
Anxiety-ridden little holes in everything
I had come to know ...
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
28 reads
3 Comments
RexDurkin
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 8:52am
22nd Jun 2019 8:52am
Where's my cat?
Where's my cat? Where's my cat?
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell did he go?
I saw him sitting on
the clean laundry stack
Just five minutes ago
Where's my cat? Where's my cat?
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell could he be?
I really just want
my little cat back
Wait! Someone’s texting me
It’s my cat, It’s my cat
It's from my cat Kack
He says he’s leaving home
He says he wants space
and privacy.... ...
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell did he go?
I saw him sitting on
the clean laundry stack
Just five minutes ago
Where's my cat? Where's my cat?
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell could he be?
I really just want
my little cat back
Wait! Someone’s texting me
It’s my cat, It’s my cat
It's from my cat Kack
He says he’s leaving home
He says he wants space
and privacy.... ...
#sadness
#anxiety
#cats
#funny
#tragedy
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Naajir
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 5:43am
22nd Jun 2019 5:43am
Clotted
here i am
staring at a blank page..
drinking Hendrick's..thinking..
a clean slate perhaps?...
crumple up those funky yesterdays
empty the trash can
start over again...from scratch
scratch that itch
lingering in my soul..
...
forgetfulness
can be a redemptive thing
when experiencing
beginner's luck
same dance...'different tune'
i can see my muzik
dancing in outer-space
i let the words guide me
ride me like a wild...night-mare ...
staring at a blank page..
drinking Hendrick's..thinking..
a clean slate perhaps?...
crumple up those funky yesterdays
empty the trash can
start over again...from scratch
scratch that itch
lingering in my soul..
...
forgetfulness
can be a redemptive thing
when experiencing
beginner's luck
same dance...'different tune'
i can see my muzik
dancing in outer-space
i let the words guide me
ride me like a wild...night-mare ...
#anxiety
#dark
#LifeStruggles
66 reads
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 2:12am
22nd Jun 2019 2:12am
Under That Tree
There I would stand, under that tree,
Under a tree that was protecting me.
There I would sit, under a cloud,
Under that cloud, I'd laugh out loud!
Observing happy children play,
Under that tree, with ice cream in hand;
Knowing they wouldn't have to say No!
It's a place where people liked to go.
I felt safe under that tree -
Under a tree,
No one laughing at me.
You're my umbrella, my solitude,
You take me away from those so rude.
Under that tree, watching over me,
Understanding forever all that...
Under a tree that was protecting me.
There I would sit, under a cloud,
Under that cloud, I'd laugh out loud!
Observing happy children play,
Under that tree, with ice cream in hand;
Knowing they wouldn't have to say No!
It's a place where people liked to go.
I felt safe under that tree -
Under a tree,
No one laughing at me.
You're my umbrella, my solitude,
You take me away from those so rude.
Under that tree, watching over me,
Understanding forever all that...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#hope
#rejection
31 reads
2 Comments
Aptsky
Poem Published
21st Jun 2019 9:18pm
21st Jun 2019 9:18pm
Pretend to know me
Your image in God
Is still speaking to me
On these maze like streets
Men that look like you on every street corner
Seeming to pose as you, pretending to still have something to do with me
It's as if you have told some kind of devil your secrets
But then I remember...
God created so many like you, he multiplied the earth
With your genetics
To share your expressions
Your angry spells
To capture your smile
To steal your laughter,
But like you
They are all deceiving faces, I lose
They pretend to have known me
Cause...
Is still speaking to me
On these maze like streets
Men that look like you on every street corner
Seeming to pose as you, pretending to still have something to do with me
It's as if you have told some kind of devil your secrets
But then I remember...
God created so many like you, he multiplied the earth
With your genetics
To share your expressions
Your angry spells
To capture your smile
To steal your laughter,
But like you
They are all deceiving faces, I lose
They pretend to have known me
Cause...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#confusion
#disappointment
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OmenisNemo
Poem Published
21st Jun 2019 8:36pm
21st Jun 2019 8:36pm
I walk barefoot
I walk barefoot
Garden of concrete
Looks of people
My desire
To see
To feel
What they feel
When home is nowhere near
I walk barefoot
Garden of concrete
Looks of people
My desire
To see
To feel
What they feel
When home is nowhere near
I walk barefoot
#anger
#anxiety
#humankind #misunderstood
#humankind #misunderstood
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6 Comments
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