Poems About Anxiety Seeking Honest Critique
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:40pm
Yesterday 7:40pm
Between The Sun's Ray's
Beneath the golden kiss of light
Where sunbeams trace their fleeting path
There lurks a dark, a yawning blight
A silent hymn of ancient wrath
No mortal eye may pierce its shroud
No hopeful gaze may see it clear
Yet whispers crawl, obscene, aloud
To haunt the soul and drown the ear
This shadow walks where light should reign
A maw of night where none may flee
It hums a dirge of binding chains
A dread that bends eternity
What lies beneath that veil so thin?
What claws unseen reach through the air?
A...
Where sunbeams trace their fleeting path
There lurks a dark, a yawning blight
A silent hymn of ancient wrath
No mortal eye may pierce its shroud
No hopeful gaze may see it clear
Yet whispers crawl, obscene, aloud
To haunt the soul and drown the ear
This shadow walks where light should reign
A maw of night where none may flee
It hums a dirge of binding chains
A dread that bends eternity
What lies beneath that veil so thin?
What claws unseen reach through the air?
A...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
#horror
#sun
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 5:33pm
7th Jan 2025 5:33pm
It must be God
It must be God
That
Brought us the rain
This morning
Yes there is lightning and thunder
I am hearing
Today I will stay home
Because I need to do
Some work for my father
I will write some poems
For my father
All day today
I hope that I can stay up
Working for my Father
Yes it was my father that
Made me in his image
59 years ago
And also he had placed me
Here on earth to live
My beautiful life that
I just love it very much
That
Brought us the rain
This morning
Yes there is lightning and thunder
I am hearing
Today I will stay home
Because I need to do
Some work for my father
I will write some poems
For my father
All day today
I hope that I can stay up
Working for my Father
Yes it was my father that
Made me in his image
59 years ago
And also he had placed me
Here on earth to live
My beautiful life that
I just love it very much
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#emptiness
#jealousy
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 8:36pm
6th Jan 2025 8:36pm
A Plague of The Blood
Hiding behind these castle gates
The peasantry left to crueler fates
Mounting piles of the nameless dead
While within, we prosper, well-fed
Let the wretched masses die
And let their lifeless corpses lie
Crimson rivers endlessly flow
From orifices where the red devil shows
The maroon death leaves its cursed mark
Counting breaths till light turns dark
But here, within these hallowed walls
We scoff as the outside world falls
Among my noble peers, I confide
We’re safe, immune to the strife outside
Let the...
The peasantry left to crueler fates
Mounting piles of the nameless dead
While within, we prosper, well-fed
Let the wretched masses die
And let their lifeless corpses lie
Crimson rivers endlessly flow
From orifices where the red devil shows
The maroon death leaves its cursed mark
Counting breaths till light turns dark
But here, within these hallowed walls
We scoff as the outside world falls
Among my noble peers, I confide
We’re safe, immune to the strife outside
Let the...
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#fear
#illness
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Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 00:25am
6th Jan 2025 00:25am
You Don't Belong
All around are familiar faces.
Played out time of a past gone by.
Only there because of little eyes,
Wanting only for you to be part.
That's when the pain sets in,
That's when you know, you don't belong.
When you put on a smile and know you are now,
So far from home, you don't belong.
Familiar faces same old places.
Looks from those wondering why you are there,
So far from home, and not knowing when you will find home again, that's when you know you don't belong.
Heavy heart, and a feeling of nothingness,
Mind in a downward spiral, ...
Played out time of a past gone by.
Only there because of little eyes,
Wanting only for you to be part.
That's when the pain sets in,
That's when you know, you don't belong.
When you put on a smile and know you are now,
So far from home, you don't belong.
Familiar faces same old places.
Looks from those wondering why you are there,
So far from home, and not knowing when you will find home again, that's when you know you don't belong.
Heavy heart, and a feeling of nothingness,
Mind in a downward spiral, ...
#anxiety
#sadness
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 1:21pm
5th Jan 2025 1:21pm
At Twenty-five (For Janis Ian)
Listening to Janis Ian's AT SEVENTEEN, I wondered
where the girl in the song would be and how she would feel just a few years later? So, I wrote...
AT TWENTY-FIVE (Dedicated to Janis Ian)
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today...
the popular girls put out...for free...at seventeen...
but never me!
Their Friday night's backseats in cars...
and getting sloshed in sleazy bars...
that was them! Not me! At seventeen.
At seventeem...I didn't know...
I had a lot of time to grow...
From ugly...
where the girl in the song would be and how she would feel just a few years later? So, I wrote...
AT TWENTY-FIVE (Dedicated to Janis Ian)
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today...
the popular girls put out...for free...at seventeen...
but never me!
Their Friday night's backseats in cars...
and getting sloshed in sleazy bars...
that was them! Not me! At seventeen.
At seventeem...I didn't know...
I had a lot of time to grow...
From ugly...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 8:55pm
4th Jan 2025 8:55pm
Imagine
Imagine
If we could mind our business
Imagine
If we could live in peace
Imagine
If we had more education
Imagine
If there were no people starving in the world
Imagine
If there weren't people dying in the world of Aids
Imagine
If there wasn't any child abuse in the world
Imagine
If there was no rape in the world
Imagine
If we could learn to forgive people
Imagine
If there was no protest in the street
Imagine
If there wasn't prostitution in the streets
Imagine
If there wasn't people...
If we could mind our business
Imagine
If we could live in peace
Imagine
If we had more education
Imagine
If there were no people starving in the world
Imagine
If there weren't people dying in the world of Aids
Imagine
If there wasn't any child abuse in the world
Imagine
If there was no rape in the world
Imagine
If we could learn to forgive people
Imagine
If there was no protest in the street
Imagine
If there wasn't prostitution in the streets
Imagine
If there wasn't people...
#anxiety
#disappointment
#emptiness
#hate
#shame
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Koulouri
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 3:38am
4th Jan 2025 3:38am
You Scare Me.
You are the scariest thing
in the world to me.
Not because you, yourself, are scary.
But because I am utterly terrified
at the thought of losing you.
I try to comfort myself with the thought
that if you are gone one day,
that I will be fine.
I'll pick up my feet
and I will keep walking along.
Yet every day,
I think it'd hurt a bit more
to lose you.
I get scared sometimes
that I'll do or say the wrong thing.
Cause the last thing I want to do
is hurt you.
...
in the world to me.
Not because you, yourself, are scary.
But because I am utterly terrified
at the thought of losing you.
I try to comfort myself with the thought
that if you are gone one day,
that I will be fine.
I'll pick up my feet
and I will keep walking along.
Yet every day,
I think it'd hurt a bit more
to lose you.
I get scared sometimes
that I'll do or say the wrong thing.
Cause the last thing I want to do
is hurt you.
...
#anxiety
#fear
#loneliness
#love
#lover
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 11:24pm
3rd Jan 2025 11:24pm
I caught up with you my father
I caught up with you my father
With my prayers lately
Every single night I pray to you my father
I am sorry that took me some time to
Make some time for me to pray to you
It was because I was doing too much
With my life
And only thinking of me all the time
And also putting me first before you
I must tell you father that you are more important
Than me
And I will stop being selfish
Because to tell you the truth
I was not so happy with my life
And I wanted more material things for me
That I could never afford
Because...
With my prayers lately
Every single night I pray to you my father
I am sorry that took me some time to
Make some time for me to pray to you
It was because I was doing too much
With my life
And only thinking of me all the time
And also putting me first before you
I must tell you father that you are more important
Than me
And I will stop being selfish
Because to tell you the truth
I was not so happy with my life
And I wanted more material things for me
That I could never afford
Because...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#loneliness
#regret
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sayia
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 11:27am
3rd Jan 2025 11:27am
what about us
I hated you for the longest time,
Believed someday I'd leave you behind.
I cried, I screamed, I begged the sky,
“Tell me what I did, why?”
For months, the tears refused to cease,
Pain demanded but granted no release.
Then, one day, I felt something shift,
No more yearning, just a hollow rift.
I’m not numb; I still feel pain,
Anger lingers, sharp as rain.
But thoughts of you bring only cold,
A hollow ache where love once told.
I craved your touch, now it makes me ill,
The thought of you...
Believed someday I'd leave you behind.
I cried, I screamed, I begged the sky,
“Tell me what I did, why?”
For months, the tears refused to cease,
Pain demanded but granted no release.
Then, one day, I felt something shift,
No more yearning, just a hollow rift.
I’m not numb; I still feel pain,
Anger lingers, sharp as rain.
But thoughts of you bring only cold,
A hollow ache where love once told.
I craved your touch, now it makes me ill,
The thought of you...
#anxiety
#breakup
#depression #heartbroken
#depression #heartbroken
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 9:22pm
2nd Jan 2025 9:22pm
How long do I have to say happy new year?
I write this poem every year
I'm already sick of good cheer
Optimism is another no go
Sullen and Sulky is my usual
When I'm being a sarcastic fuck
Then you know I'm happy
I'm already sick of good cheer
Optimism is another no go
Sullen and Sulky is my usual
When I'm being a sarcastic fuck
Then you know I'm happy
#anxiety
#funny
#LifeCycle #NewYear
#LifeCycle #NewYear
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 7:28pm
2nd Jan 2025 7:28pm
Aldo's soul is alive God
Aldo's soul is alive God
Because you kept him alive God
Aldo's soul is dirty with blood stains
Please God wash Aldo's soul
And make it whiter than snow
After you wash Aldo's soul put a bandaid so that the cut can heal
Because Aldo knows there is a cut in his soul
The cut is small , and the size of his little fingers
It will take time for the cut to heal
I not expect for the cut to heal fast
I know it doesn't happened that way
The cut
Every day the bandaid has to be changed
That is in my cut
It is very important to do ...
Because you kept him alive God
Aldo's soul is dirty with blood stains
Please God wash Aldo's soul
And make it whiter than snow
After you wash Aldo's soul put a bandaid so that the cut can heal
Because Aldo knows there is a cut in his soul
The cut is small , and the size of his little fingers
It will take time for the cut to heal
I not expect for the cut to heal fast
I know it doesn't happened that way
The cut
Every day the bandaid has to be changed
That is in my cut
It is very important to do ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 12:34pm
2nd Jan 2025 12:34pm
Look Out!
Fear is an addiction,
A debilitating disease!
Best that you control it
Or it will bring you to your knees
People become addicted to fear
Fear is a puppeteer!
Fear will minimize your goals
Fear will weigh down your soul
Fear's tongue is covered with shards of broken glass
It will lick your brain to shreds, lay you flat on your ass!
A debilitating disease!
Best that you control it
Or it will bring you to your knees
People become addicted to fear
Fear is a puppeteer!
Fear will minimize your goals
Fear will weigh down your soul
Fear's tongue is covered with shards of broken glass
It will lick your brain to shreds, lay you flat on your ass!
#anxiety
#fear
#LifeStruggles #motivational
#LifeStruggles #motivational
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