Poems About Anxiety Seeking Friendly Advice
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Relic-54
Poem Published
Today 4:53pm
Today 4:53pm
A Pontiac Pitbull
The distant engine bellowed,
malicious and vile.
I expected saliva to drip from its grill
with breath mean and panting.
As it pulled to the corner next to me,
the headlights gleaned in the night
like the eyes of a wraith;
The engine like a snarling vicious dog.
Aware of its ferocious growl - I scurried -
scared and tense - across main street.
As the street light turned green,
the muscled beast tore off with a tumultuous roar,
tires screeching, tail wagging,
as if escaping its leash.
I was...
malicious and vile.
I expected saliva to drip from its grill
with breath mean and panting.
As it pulled to the corner next to me,
the headlights gleaned in the night
like the eyes of a wraith;
The engine like a snarling vicious dog.
Aware of its ferocious growl - I scurried -
scared and tense - across main street.
As the street light turned green,
the muscled beast tore off with a tumultuous roar,
tires screeching, tail wagging,
as if escaping its leash.
I was...
#anxiety
#scary
6 reads
0 Comments
leanncheney
LeAnn
LeAnn
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:39am
Yesterday 8:39am
2923
I’m an old abandoned house; worn and weathered.
All around me blooms and dies, I remain the same.
All around me blooms and dies, I remain the same.
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
14 reads
1 Comment
PandoraUnleashed
Poem Published
10th Nov 2019 11:44am
10th Nov 2019 11:44am
tom{s}orrows
.........
i silently watch as raven shadows eclipse the sun clad day, stealing a fresh mornings every last ray from me.
the keeper to my grave of "used to be's" emerges, resurrecting lapsed times in my lamented mind
the residual of my soul and self cower amongst the crumbling walls of "once upon a time's"
wallpaper thin vulnerabilities; raw and exposed, pressed in the futile corners of unrelentless cold
upon my seat of briary thorns and shards of glass, " the many...
i silently watch as raven shadows eclipse the sun clad day, stealing a fresh mornings every last ray from me.
the keeper to my grave of "used to be's" emerges, resurrecting lapsed times in my lamented mind
the residual of my soul and self cower amongst the crumbling walls of "once upon a time's"
wallpaper thin vulnerabilities; raw and exposed, pressed in the futile corners of unrelentless cold
upon my seat of briary thorns and shards of glass, " the many...
#anxiety
#depression
#metaphor
94 reads
18 Comments
Deborahlee
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 4:23am
6th Nov 2019 4:23am
Twisting in a Hurricane of Darkness
Acid from a flapping tongue scars me
carving fuck you into my spinal cord;
as a bitch dances between the discs
tapping bones like xylophone chords,
the cartilage, stretched too thin, snaps
like that straw breaking a camel's back
all of the cracks echo blending with the
hyena giggles on a face I ache to smack
by ripping off her arm to pound the grin
into a plump purple bubble ~ then wack.
carving fuck you into my spinal cord;
as a bitch dances between the discs
tapping bones like xylophone chords,
the cartilage, stretched too thin, snaps
like that straw breaking a camel's back
all of the cracks echo blending with the
hyena giggles on a face I ache to smack
by ripping off her arm to pound the grin
into a plump purple bubble ~ then wack.
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#frustration
#suffering
37 reads
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ChynaBay311
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 4:18am
5th Nov 2019 4:18am
Where Is The Closure?
As I watch a program of lost love through the death of one spouse,
before becoming a spouse,
I reflect back to the time when I became a widow.
I watch this female
look for the person who had shot her to be husband after 30 years.
I reflect back to my own lost
& it doesn’t help that I felt the anger
just as she had moved on in life with children & 2 husbands
just as I had with just 1 other.
She still needed closure on the fellow cop
who she was to marry,
had gotten killed
by a drug addicted teen who was...
before becoming a spouse,
I reflect back to the time when I became a widow.
I watch this female
look for the person who had shot her to be husband after 30 years.
I reflect back to my own lost
& it doesn’t help that I felt the anger
just as she had moved on in life with children & 2 husbands
just as I had with just 1 other.
She still needed closure on the fellow cop
who she was to marry,
had gotten killed
by a drug addicted teen who was...
#anger
#anxiety
#love
#grief
#FeelingLost
30 reads
0 Comments
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 9:10pm
4th Nov 2019 9:10pm
I Hate Judging People but...
I hate judging people,
I always try to be considerable,
But I hate the people currently around me,
In this foreign state, in this foreign city.
I feel their energy,
It doesn't vibe with my energy.
They're full of a superficial strength,
Ready to rant at length,
At the slightest perceived offence,
It's anxiety inducing, and putting me on the defence,
Ready for a fight if I so much as look at someone wrong,
I've wanted to go home, all along.
I just want to do my own thing,
Not join every social media/group/team/mailing...
I always try to be considerable,
But I hate the people currently around me,
In this foreign state, in this foreign city.
I feel their energy,
It doesn't vibe with my energy.
They're full of a superficial strength,
Ready to rant at length,
At the slightest perceived offence,
It's anxiety inducing, and putting me on the defence,
Ready for a fight if I so much as look at someone wrong,
I've wanted to go home, all along.
I just want to do my own thing,
Not join every social media/group/team/mailing...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#frustration
#travel
49 reads
5 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2019 5:54pm
3rd Nov 2019 5:54pm
Ostensive Comprehensive
Forsooth Offensive Truth Hearkens To Darken
The Door To What Remains When The Spark Thins
When The Destiny Binds The Free , Dark Passion
And Eyes No Longer See The Mystery In Fashion
Shift My Consciousness , Confess Your Betrayal !
Bend Down To The Ground And Spiel Your Recall
Sensation Of Beration In Your Mind Grave Gyration
I Shall Watch You Grovel In Your Hovel With Elation
None Shall Save Thee , Lift Thee From Thy Pain Drain
This Is Your Shadow Dance Driving Your Brain Insane
Can...
The Door To What Remains When The Spark Thins
When The Destiny Binds The Free , Dark Passion
And Eyes No Longer See The Mystery In Fashion
Shift My Consciousness , Confess Your Betrayal !
Bend Down To The Ground And Spiel Your Recall
Sensation Of Beration In Your Mind Grave Gyration
I Shall Watch You Grovel In Your Hovel With Elation
None Shall Save Thee , Lift Thee From Thy Pain Drain
This Is Your Shadow Dance Driving Your Brain Insane
Can...
#anxiety
#rejection
#despair
#suffering
#emotional
44 reads
2 Comments
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 1:36am
1st Nov 2019 1:36am
Untitled....
so sick of stressing,
staying stuck in a fucked space,
dreading waking up
to look in the mirror again,
can't stand my face
can't stand existing in this place..
hate when I feel this fucking way
gotta escape from myself
and this reality I reside in..
ruled by routines and
shitty financial situations
we've placed ourselves into
caught in this fucking cycle...
really trying to stay calm and
keep control..
so hard sometimes,
more like all the time
and in my mind
I'm slipping further away day by day ...
staying stuck in a fucked space,
dreading waking up
to look in the mirror again,
can't stand my face
can't stand existing in this place..
hate when I feel this fucking way
gotta escape from myself
and this reality I reside in..
ruled by routines and
shitty financial situations
we've placed ourselves into
caught in this fucking cycle...
really trying to stay calm and
keep control..
so hard sometimes,
more like all the time
and in my mind
I'm slipping further away day by day ...
#sadness
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles #StreamOfConsciousness
#LifeStruggles #StreamOfConsciousness
62 reads
2 Comments
Didi3d
Poem Published
31st Oct 2019 1:49pm
31st Oct 2019 1:49pm
And if...
And if...
Trading the hard roads
For mild forest trails
Fragrant of flowers
Wild grasses lined
No worries
No fear for tomorrow
How you can grow
Becoming a little more free
Smiling broad
“Look no anxiety today”
If possible
I just took you with me
For an hour or two
Walking in hollow paths
Following the swirling water
Smiling at a shimmering fish
Or a flower butterfly
Forgetting
That your worry today
Can be erased tomorrow
And if...
Trading the hard roads
For mild forest trails
Fragrant of flowers
Wild grasses lined
No worries
No fear for tomorrow
How you can grow
Becoming a little more free
Smiling broad
“Look no anxiety today”
If possible
I just took you with me
For an hour or two
Walking in hollow paths
Following the swirling water
Smiling at a shimmering fish
Or a flower butterfly
Forgetting
That your worry today
Can be erased tomorrow
And if...
#anxiety
#dark
#motivational
#patience
#misunderstood
58 reads
1 Comment
brokentitanium
Poem Published
31st Oct 2019 11:28am
31st Oct 2019 11:28am
~~~
Dreamt I had a worm
crawling underneath my skin;
vivid nausea
crawling underneath my skin;
vivid nausea
#anxiety
#dreams
53 reads
4 Comments
Silent_One
Poem Published
30th Oct 2019 7:00am
30th Oct 2019 7:00am
Train Wrecks
Boys learning to be bullies
chasing trains
drinking beer
from stolen boxes cars
Anger bursts
fists in a blur
demons attacking
the smaller ones
Tracks led to victims
victims led to DNA
they thought they got away
ha now in jail they play
Who is silent now?
as prison bars vibrate
you scream like the little ones
poetic justice
The End
*
This train filled with
clichés, rhymes and horrid verse
I am the master of all of cheese
the silent one...
chasing trains
drinking beer
from stolen boxes cars
Anger bursts
fists in a blur
demons attacking
the smaller ones
Tracks led to victims
victims led to DNA
they thought they got away
ha now in jail they play
Who is silent now?
as prison bars vibrate
you scream like the little ones
poetic justice
The End
*
This train filled with
clichés, rhymes and horrid verse
I am the master of all of cheese
the silent one...
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark #shame
#dark #shame
38 reads
1 Comment
Right2bwrong
Poem Published
30th Oct 2019 4:59am
30th Oct 2019 4:59am
Deaf Rumors
Can anyone hear me? Hear my cries?
Will anyone question how or when I died inside?
Does anybody care where I am? What i've seen Or Where I've been?
Or perhaps the chaos I've created with my sins?
Can everyone see my internal struggle? My worries and fears?
Is forgiveness a word worthy of believing? Am I?
Is anyone listening to life's harsh cries?
I hide in plain site just out of view,
I let you see parts of me that are perfect in you,
Never do I blink I know all to well the pain,
Stumbling from my view to speak of me in vain?
I'm...
Will anyone question how or when I died inside?
Does anybody care where I am? What i've seen Or Where I've been?
Or perhaps the chaos I've created with my sins?
Can everyone see my internal struggle? My worries and fears?
Is forgiveness a word worthy of believing? Am I?
Is anyone listening to life's harsh cries?
I hide in plain site just out of view,
I let you see parts of me that are perfect in you,
Never do I blink I know all to well the pain,
Stumbling from my view to speak of me in vain?
I'm...
#anxiety
#rejection
#shame
#confusion
#emptiness
58 reads
0 Comments
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