Poems About Anxiety Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about anxiety seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
10th Aug 2022 11:08pm
10th Aug 2022 11:08pm
Criss-crossed
The best intentions in the world
The wrong address given
And entrered in the GPS
So, sadly, you end up
All wet in the river.
The wrong address given
And entrered in the GPS
So, sadly, you end up
All wet in the river.
#anger
#anxiety
23 reads
2 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
10th Aug 2022 10:24pm
10th Aug 2022 10:24pm
Seeking Sympathy!---Lol!
What is it about me
That attracts
Otherworldly Hue-man beings!
Sorry,
I'm not being rude.
I'm just fed up
Of being misunderstood.
©Wired6. 9/8/2023
That attracts
Otherworldly Hue-man beings!
Sorry,
I'm not being rude.
I'm just fed up
Of being misunderstood.
©Wired6. 9/8/2023
#anxiety
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8 Comments
Stardust1
Poem Published
10th Aug 2022 12:18pm
10th Aug 2022 12:18pm
Panic
I am sorry you don't see why.
I am sorry
You have giving up on us due to the carnage you have caused.
Your words have caused scars on my heart, scars that can now be seen from the outside.
You have me feel worthless.
One minute you are there for me and the next you are no where to be seen. You have left me to pick up the broken pieces.
With every piece I will build a wall to ensure you never make me feel the way you did again.
Yet I am still saying sorry.
I am sorry
You have giving up on us due to the carnage you have caused.
Your words have caused scars on my heart, scars that can now be seen from the outside.
You have me feel worthless.
One minute you are there for me and the next you are no where to be seen. You have left me to pick up the broken pieces.
With every piece I will build a wall to ensure you never make me feel the way you did again.
Yet I am still saying sorry.
#sadness
#anger
#anxiety #emptiness
#anxiety #emptiness
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Elenore
Poem Published
10th Aug 2022 4:10am
10th Aug 2022 4:10am
Satisfy
I wonder when I will ever truly embrace acceptance and know self love.
To heal tattered wounds of ghostly pain.
I want to embrace passionate energy.
Do you feel the pull of your passion?
Will you look with me towards the center of my anxiety?
You've come a long way at just the right time.
My heart beats wildly within the confines of my mind.
I struggle as I inhale deeply, I struggle to even breathe.
My chest rises and falls with the sound of meditative instruction. I wait for healing.
Soon...
To heal tattered wounds of ghostly pain.
I want to embrace passionate energy.
Do you feel the pull of your passion?
Will you look with me towards the center of my anxiety?
You've come a long way at just the right time.
My heart beats wildly within the confines of my mind.
I struggle as I inhale deeply, I struggle to even breathe.
My chest rises and falls with the sound of meditative instruction. I wait for healing.
Soon...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
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2 Comments
Vampyre497
Poem Published
9th Aug 2022 1:35pm
9th Aug 2022 1:35pm
History Lesson Part 2
You’re tired? How is it that you manage to lose everyone?
You’re bored? How is it that you can’t learn from history and separate?
You’re done? How is it that you were unable to think ahead and make a move?
You’re so fucking pissed at yourself.
You’re unable to do anything.
Rather than want and act, you just sit and agree.
You can’t break your own patience.
You can’t break your own silence.
You can’t break the wall that you’re still building.
You love Pink Floyd but why can’t you learn? ...
You’re bored? How is it that you can’t learn from history and separate?
You’re done? How is it that you were unable to think ahead and make a move?
You’re so fucking pissed at yourself.
You’re unable to do anything.
Rather than want and act, you just sit and agree.
You can’t break your own patience.
You can’t break your own silence.
You can’t break the wall that you’re still building.
You love Pink Floyd but why can’t you learn? ...
#anxiety
#depression
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Wired6
Poem Published
8th Aug 2022 12:04pm
8th Aug 2022 12:04pm
Tell Me. You Can Tell Me.
Are you gonna
Tell me
Go on tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
What have you done
There's no point covering up,
I know its something wrong
Go on
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
What have you been up 2
I won't get mad
I promise you
So just tell me
Tell me
Tell me
You know when you tell me
I'll have 2 tell mum
So
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
I mean,
Who...
Tell me
Go on tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
What have you done
There's no point covering up,
I know its something wrong
Go on
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
What have you been up 2
I won't get mad
I promise you
So just tell me
Tell me
Tell me
You know when you tell me
I'll have 2 tell mum
So
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
I mean,
Who...
#anxiety
#disappointment
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Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
7th Aug 2022 11:44pm
7th Aug 2022 11:44pm
Fighting
drops of crimson on the floor
by the bed
round drops
a mini galaxy
of planets
there are busy bees
in my head
my eyelids heavy
sleep hung on my eyelashes
cool bed
voices
and I wake up
to reproaching eyes.
by the bed
round drops
a mini galaxy
of planets
there are busy bees
in my head
my eyelids heavy
sleep hung on my eyelashes
cool bed
voices
and I wake up
to reproaching eyes.
#anxiety
#despair
45 reads
4 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
7th Aug 2022 4:34am
7th Aug 2022 4:34am
The bicameral mind
So the brain has two hemisperes.
Might as well say
It has a male side and a female side.
One side speaks
And the other side does not listen.
Might as well say
It has a male side and a female side.
One side speaks
And the other side does not listen.
#anxiety
#denial
30 reads
2 Comments
abetterstart
Poem Published
6th Aug 2022 11:10pm
6th Aug 2022 11:10pm
lost through anticipation
those dreams blinded by waking
with less than simple thoughts,
and now you feel your soul
tortured beyond any recognition,
idealistic moments of lost causes
dressing you so casually,
while softening storms still rage
and raindrops devour more sensations,
it becomes easier to give in
to the insanity of lost words, lost art,
the passing storm had it's chance
to wash away the latest residue,
releasing you only momentarily
from any popular self restraints,
as you dance towards the edge of
your...
with less than simple thoughts,
and now you feel your soul
tortured beyond any recognition,
idealistic moments of lost causes
dressing you so casually,
while softening storms still rage
and raindrops devour more sensations,
it becomes easier to give in
to the insanity of lost words, lost art,
the passing storm had it's chance
to wash away the latest residue,
releasing you only momentarily
from any popular self restraints,
as you dance towards the edge of
your...
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial
#fear
44 reads
4 Comments
abetterstart
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 4:05am
5th Aug 2022 4:05am
silent (rallying cry)
it turns out
to be
one of those
nights,
those long,
lonesome dark
sighs
kind of nights,
silent crying
heard
from a
distance,
felt
way too deep
to seem
as if
it could be
real,
a mortal cry
uncensored,
unimaginable,
unsanctioned,
but it lives,
it thrives
deeper
than the soul
resides,
in that place,
that fevered place,
disturbing
as it seems,
it has...
to be
one of those
nights,
those long,
lonesome dark
sighs
kind of nights,
silent crying
heard
from a
distance,
felt
way too deep
to seem
as if
it could be
real,
a mortal cry
uncensored,
unimaginable,
unsanctioned,
but it lives,
it thrives
deeper
than the soul
resides,
in that place,
that fevered place,
disturbing
as it seems,
it has...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#confusion
#despair
#disappointment
57 reads
2 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
4th Aug 2022 10:25pm
4th Aug 2022 10:25pm
Don't Know How 2.
I Suffer
I Suffer
I Suffer
Like Crazy.
?¿
I still haven't told my mum and dad.
Don't know how 2.
©Wired6. 2/8/2022.
I Suffer
I Suffer
Like Crazy.
?¿
I still haven't told my mum and dad.
Don't know how 2.
©Wired6. 2/8/2022.
#anxiety
#shame
#confusion
#despair
#fear
58 reads
8 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2022 9:05pm
3rd Aug 2022 9:05pm
Confusion
As she stood in front of the wrought iron gates
Of the Selmont Cemetary
She wondered why the Temporary Agency sent her there
So she took the paper out of her bag
The note clearly said The Fermont Cement Factory.
She felt like dying on the spot.
Of the Selmont Cemetary
She wondered why the Temporary Agency sent her there
So she took the paper out of her bag
The note clearly said The Fermont Cement Factory.
She felt like dying on the spot.
#anxiety
#confusion
#disappointment
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1 Comment
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