Least Read Poems About Anxiety
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FeNyX
Poem Published
10th Jun 2022 9:38am
10th Jun 2022 9:38am
Morning Thoughts On An Empty Bed Full Of Lust For Life
To Be or Not To Be
That is the question that plagues us all
From infant alighting a riding toy
To senior reminiscent of days of joy
The moment is good, but the next is precious
Live in it, but don't think on the next?
Stuck in a moment with you would help
Stuck in moments so intense there can be no other thoughts
Stuck
Are you stuck?
Am I stuck?
Stuck to what?
Pain?
Greif?
Love?
Loss?
Confusion?
Does lack of vision concern you?
When the future doesn't form a path clearly before...
That is the question that plagues us all
From infant alighting a riding toy
To senior reminiscent of days of joy
The moment is good, but the next is precious
Live in it, but don't think on the next?
Stuck in a moment with you would help
Stuck in moments so intense there can be no other thoughts
Stuck
Are you stuck?
Am I stuck?
Stuck to what?
Pain?
Greif?
Love?
Loss?
Confusion?
Does lack of vision concern you?
When the future doesn't form a path clearly before...
#anxiety
#love
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
17 reads
4 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 6:40pm
10th Oct 2024 6:40pm
I Must End the Turmoil
#anxiety
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#PTSD
19 reads
5 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 8:43pm
8th Nov 2024 8:43pm
Unbeknownst
I didn’t know that it would hurt so much,
fettered porcelain ankles draped in the
red clothes of agony, arms flailing against
the painful draperies that blind the self,
ever so slowly drowning in the guilt
Soft whispers claw at the ears telling
secrets, the truth is I was never worth
anything, nothing changes beneath the
rainbow of the chameleon and loss
brings the strongest flower to wilt
I’m tired of fighting, the best part of me
walks a desolate desert highway in
California, sun in my face, it was such
a good...
fettered porcelain ankles draped in the
red clothes of agony, arms flailing against
the painful draperies that blind the self,
ever so slowly drowning in the guilt
Soft whispers claw at the ears telling
secrets, the truth is I was never worth
anything, nothing changes beneath the
rainbow of the chameleon and loss
brings the strongest flower to wilt
I’m tired of fighting, the best part of me
walks a desolate desert highway in
California, sun in my face, it was such
a good...
#anxiety
#dark
#frustration #shame
#frustration #shame
19 reads
4 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
31st Dec 2018 10:22pm
31st Dec 2018 10:22pm
Missed Connections
The non-signaler in traffic,
or every half-met greeting, a reservation
is set for them in the Pit. Fumbled
stroll charged by creosote aroma, over
the bridge a spiked heat. Uncontrollable,
tar, dough. Expanded wood, the jammed door,
loosely bundled sock and your shoe hanging
off the toe, blustering, declaring
sensational soon-to-split irri-ta-tion.
Some kitchens are pristine and ours
grind crumbs in the bulk while we
are darkly snuggled, an irrigation into beds,
underneath our feet and on the verge
of farmhouse...
or every half-met greeting, a reservation
is set for them in the Pit. Fumbled
stroll charged by creosote aroma, over
the bridge a spiked heat. Uncontrollable,
tar, dough. Expanded wood, the jammed door,
loosely bundled sock and your shoe hanging
off the toe, blustering, declaring
sensational soon-to-split irri-ta-tion.
Some kitchens are pristine and ours
grind crumbs in the bulk while we
are darkly snuggled, an irrigation into beds,
underneath our feet and on the verge
of farmhouse...
#anxiety
#identity
#humankind
#inequality
#disability
21 reads
11 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
16th Oct 2020 3:32pm
16th Oct 2020 3:32pm
Blood Moon's Curse
I feel myself slipping
The pain of my flesh stripping
The bed of my nails splitting
Veins in my heart ripping
Myself and wolf mixing
Cartilage and bone committing
My facial features shifting
Humanity slowly drifting
Changeling thoughts spinning
Man and beast kissing
The taste of blood gripping
Sniffing
Spilling
The pain of my flesh stripping
The bed of my nails splitting
Veins in my heart ripping
Myself and wolf mixing
Cartilage and bone committing
My facial features shifting
Humanity slowly drifting
Changeling thoughts spinning
Man and beast kissing
The taste of blood gripping
Sniffing
Spilling
#anxiety
#hate
#Halloween
#confusion
#fear
21 reads
12 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 5:12pm
29th Dec 2018 5:12pm
i'm a plant
as much as they jostle and elbow
to synthesize, they seed to survive
their own longevity and call out
to STEM the little ones
in an involuntary chain against
loneliness.
saplings, saplings- rise above
the sword ferns, they won’t hurt you.
clown fish, your mutual need
if only there is a job position
to monetize the sitting of a watched
growth. my friends are behind the trunks
that are moved of possessions,
baggage filled with mini-idols
and porcelain...
to synthesize, they seed to survive
their own longevity and call out
to STEM the little ones
in an involuntary chain against
loneliness.
saplings, saplings- rise above
the sword ferns, they won’t hurt you.
clown fish, your mutual need
if only there is a job position
to monetize the sitting of a watched
growth. my friends are behind the trunks
that are moved of possessions,
baggage filled with mini-idols
and porcelain...
#anxiety
#technology
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
#disability
22 reads
11 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
11th Mar 2020 5:27pm
11th Mar 2020 5:27pm
After Life
One night I was awoken
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial
#bittersweet
#fear
22 reads
17 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
PRISON CELL
Here I am sitting in my prison cell
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#death
#prison
23 reads
7 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
26th Oct 2020 5:06pm
26th Oct 2020 5:06pm
My Creative Madness
I can no longer identify
That plausible line
Between sanity and I
Inside this mesmeric mind
So many stairs
Kaleidoscope this place
Rickety adjoining pairs
Obscure an unknown face
So many doors
Mirage their appearance
Footprints on open shores
Eradicate coherence
Ingenuity
Canvases its leech
Ambiguity
Misinterprets my speech
Poetry
Doodles my demons
Congruity
Chastises my seasons
Duo personalities mirror
Mental illness is clearer
Fruits of labor differ ...
That plausible line
Between sanity and I
Inside this mesmeric mind
So many stairs
Kaleidoscope this place
Rickety adjoining pairs
Obscure an unknown face
So many doors
Mirage their appearance
Footprints on open shores
Eradicate coherence
Ingenuity
Canvases its leech
Ambiguity
Misinterprets my speech
Poetry
Doodles my demons
Congruity
Chastises my seasons
Duo personalities mirror
Mental illness is clearer
Fruits of labor differ ...
#anxiety
#frustration
#confusion
#redemption
#emotions
23 reads
14 Comments
Edward80
Ef
Ef
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 10:39am
3rd Mar 2025 10:39am
All the time.
#anxiety
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
24 reads
0 Comments
Lady_Hades333
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:04pm
Yesterday 6:04pm
Lost & Found
Sitting at the table
Gambling with my soul
Shitty cards between my fingers
Body growing old
Length of the days begin to shrink ...
I need one of them
Because of how I think
The screams inside the darkness
Are bone shattering and shrill
This descent into the madness
Is a fucking thrill
Swimming in the endless sea
It Cuts and burns like glass on fire
Time is ticking , fleeting
Getting down to the wire
Bottles line the beach
Pieces sting like razor blades
But The shore is always out of...
Gambling with my soul
Shitty cards between my fingers
Body growing old
Length of the days begin to shrink ...
I need one of them
Because of how I think
The screams inside the darkness
Are bone shattering and shrill
This descent into the madness
Is a fucking thrill
Swimming in the endless sea
It Cuts and burns like glass on fire
Time is ticking , fleeting
Getting down to the wire
Bottles line the beach
Pieces sting like razor blades
But The shore is always out of...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth #PTSD
#MentalHealth #PTSD
26 reads
0 Comments
doriann_barrere
Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:58pm
Yesterday 9:58pm
Surrounded by Nothing, You At Last Find Solitude
The skin peels in ribbons, curling like the pages of unwritten regrets,
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#nightmares
#sadness
28 reads
0 Comments
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