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.
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 12:01pm
8th Feb 2025 12:01pm
A friend for life
A friend for life
You had been for a
Long time
I am so happy to have
Known you for a lifetime
Also we both have
Some respect for each other
Also thanks god we are
Born Christians
And the day we die I hope
We will die as Christians
Yes we are fanatic religious people
And I don’t care about what the rest of
The world thinks about us
We don’t see nothing wrong
About being religious fanatics
We never miss a day praying for
Our father and we let him know
That we love our father
It was our father that...
You had been for a
Long time
I am so happy to have
Known you for a lifetime
Also we both have
Some respect for each other
Also thanks god we are
Born Christians
And the day we die I hope
We will die as Christians
Yes we are fanatic religious people
And I don’t care about what the rest of
The world thinks about us
We don’t see nothing wrong
About being religious fanatics
We never miss a day praying for
Our father and we let him know
That we love our father
It was our father that...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#shame
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PAR
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 1:41pm
7th Feb 2025 1:41pm
Undoing
distraction has its side effects
attraction has its side effects
every betrayal has side effects
all betrayal is one-sided and cuts
the tradition is to know and keep quiet
____________ bleed and be quiet
____________ dream and stay awake
emotion has its side effects
lust has its side effects
perception has several altered states
contradiction is saying to be quiet
swallow to be forgotten
side effects
we are all side effects
of a void full of nothing
of a mad dog's howl
of a...
attraction has its side effects
every betrayal has side effects
all betrayal is one-sided and cuts
the tradition is to know and keep quiet
____________ bleed and be quiet
____________ dream and stay awake
emotion has its side effects
lust has its side effects
perception has several altered states
contradiction is saying to be quiet
swallow to be forgotten
side effects
we are all side effects
of a void full of nothing
of a mad dog's howl
of a...
#anxiety
#dreams
#mirror
#passion
#utopia
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Shon
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 8:21pm
6th Feb 2025 8:21pm
The Storm Outside & Inside
The rain tickles the windows.
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 1:05pm
6th Feb 2025 1:05pm
29 Days
It’s been 29 days—
29 mornings where I wake up
without shame choking my breath,
without a hangover pressing against my skull
like a cruel reminder of failure.
But God, I miss it sometimes—
the numbness,
the soft erasure of everything
that hurt too much to carry.
It calls to me still,
a gentle voice with sharp teeth.
"Come back," it whispers.
"You know I’ll hold you better
than hope ever could."
And I almost believe it.
Almost.
Because there are nights
when...
29 mornings where I wake up
without shame choking my breath,
without a hangover pressing against my skull
like a cruel reminder of failure.
But God, I miss it sometimes—
the numbness,
the soft erasure of everything
that hurt too much to carry.
It calls to me still,
a gentle voice with sharp teeth.
"Come back," it whispers.
"You know I’ll hold you better
than hope ever could."
And I almost believe it.
Almost.
Because there are nights
when...
#addiction
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#PTSD
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:08am
6th Feb 2025 3:08am
Chronic Sleep Deprivation
Day 1
Tiredness is setting in
Unable to go to sleep
My impaired concentration
Preventing me counting sheep
48 hrs
Slow processing abilities
Solutions I can't solve them
Extreme irritability
One of my many problems
Day 3
Major difficulties thinking
Microsleeps unofficially
Walls closing in and shrinking
Hallucinations seen visually
96 hrs
Distortion in perception
Revealed secrets expose us
Exhausted mental deception
Disorienting psychosis
Day 5
Complete mental breakdown...
Tiredness is setting in
Unable to go to sleep
My impaired concentration
Preventing me counting sheep
48 hrs
Slow processing abilities
Solutions I can't solve them
Extreme irritability
One of my many problems
Day 3
Major difficulties thinking
Microsleeps unofficially
Walls closing in and shrinking
Hallucinations seen visually
96 hrs
Distortion in perception
Revealed secrets expose us
Exhausted mental deception
Disorienting psychosis
Day 5
Complete mental breakdown...
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 11:07am
5th Feb 2025 11:07am
I am working my way back to you Father
I am working my way back to you Father
I am very sorry for all my bad behavior
But I was frustrated
With the poems I was writing for you
Because I was stuck
Writing poems for you
I started writing some poems for you
But I couldn't get right
So I had to erased it and started again
A few times
Because I wasn't satisfied with
The way it was coming out
Maybe I need to put my brain to rest
And start to vent a little
All day today
I am very sorry for all my bad behavior
But I was frustrated
With the poems I was writing for you
Because I was stuck
Writing poems for you
I started writing some poems for you
But I couldn't get right
So I had to erased it and started again
A few times
Because I wasn't satisfied with
The way it was coming out
Maybe I need to put my brain to rest
And start to vent a little
All day today
#anxiety
#fear
#greed
#loneliness
#rejection
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 9:32am
5th Feb 2025 9:32am
An Unspoken Truth
Reflecting on the toxic relationship I was in earlier this year, there's a profound truth that I have learned. A truth that's unseen. Unspoken. The forbidden truth. The truth that inconveniences men who don't get a lot of women. It is this very truth that shakes me to my core. Fear. So much fear around it.
As a woman with a more positive aura than the man I was with and who was an easy magnet for men, I knew from the beginning that I felt uncomfortable. But as usual, I ignored that feeling.
He was one of those nice guys who said all the right words, but his actions...
As a woman with a more positive aura than the man I was with and who was an easy magnet for men, I knew from the beginning that I felt uncomfortable. But as usual, I ignored that feeling.
He was one of those nice guys who said all the right words, but his actions...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark #fear
#dark #fear
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michaelslove2
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 7:05am
5th Feb 2025 7:05am
Her Picture
HER PICTURE
“Here it is Lyle,” Gary said handing him the picture. Lyle reached up from the hospital bed and
winced. The pain was excruciating.
“Who is she?” Gary asked. “I know I've seen her somewhere.”
“She's special,” Lyle said, looking into her crystal blue eyes smiling a little.
“Do you know her?” Gary asked.
“Yeah. Yeah I do,” Lyle said. “In a different sort of way maybe we all do.”
Gary grunted. “How you feeling buddy?”
“Okay,” Lyle said looking at his friend. “Just a little weak. It's...
“Here it is Lyle,” Gary said handing him the picture. Lyle reached up from the hospital bed and
winced. The pain was excruciating.
“Who is she?” Gary asked. “I know I've seen her somewhere.”
“She's special,” Lyle said, looking into her crystal blue eyes smiling a little.
“Do you know her?” Gary asked.
“Yeah. Yeah I do,” Lyle said. “In a different sort of way maybe we all do.”
Gary grunted. “How you feeling buddy?”
“Okay,” Lyle said looking at his friend. “Just a little weak. It's...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #fear
#dark #fear
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:52am
5th Feb 2025 3:52am
shine
sulking in the shadows
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
#anxiety
#dark
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Nvmb
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 8:50pm
4th Feb 2025 8:50pm
It will kill me...
I have never been wanted.
Not really.
Not in the way that stays when the night gets too quiet,
not in the way that doesn’t leave bruises,
not in the way that doesn’t make me question
if I was ever meant to be here at all.
I have been the almost, the mistake,
the afterthought in a crowded room.
Hands have reached for me,
but only when they needed something to hold,
only when they were searching for warmth
that wasn’t meant for me.
I have been told I was loved.
But love, as I have known it,
has always come with...
Not really.
Not in the way that stays when the night gets too quiet,
not in the way that doesn’t leave bruises,
not in the way that doesn’t make me question
if I was ever meant to be here at all.
I have been the almost, the mistake,
the afterthought in a crowded room.
Hands have reached for me,
but only when they needed something to hold,
only when they were searching for warmth
that wasn’t meant for me.
I have been told I was loved.
But love, as I have known it,
has always come with...
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#FallingInLove
#honesty
#loneliness
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 1:52am
4th Feb 2025 1:52am
I am not dreaming anymore at night
I am not dreaming anymore
At night
Because there are
Nothing left for me to dream
At the moment
And that is the truth
When I sleep at night I sleep
Like a log
I never get up in the middle of the night
I also hear myself breathing nonstop
I need to get 8 hours of sleep
I can't function without sleep
My father
When I wake up in the morning
I am always waking up tired
My dear God
I would love to go back to bed
And sleep a few hours
But if I do that I won't sleep at night
Also, I am not a morning person...
At night
Because there are
Nothing left for me to dream
At the moment
And that is the truth
When I sleep at night I sleep
Like a log
I never get up in the middle of the night
I also hear myself breathing nonstop
I need to get 8 hours of sleep
I can't function without sleep
My father
When I wake up in the morning
I am always waking up tired
My dear God
I would love to go back to bed
And sleep a few hours
But if I do that I won't sleep at night
Also, I am not a morning person...
#anxiety
#denial
#despair
#heartbroken
#jealousy
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 1:51am
4th Feb 2025 1:51am
Friends I am afraid to lose you
Friends I am afraid to lose you
Any day that God will shorten your life
So please continue to live your life to the fullest
Because life is a beautiful gift that God Gave you
And also he had created you with his holy hands
Many years ago
Also, God is your father
And you are all his children
You also need to take good care of your health
Friends I hope that you will not smoke any cigarettes
Because you will die of lung cancer
Also, I hope that you will stay sober
But if you choose to drink you will destroy your liver
You also...
Any day that God will shorten your life
So please continue to live your life to the fullest
Because life is a beautiful gift that God Gave you
And also he had created you with his holy hands
Many years ago
Also, God is your father
And you are all his children
You also need to take good care of your health
Friends I hope that you will not smoke any cigarettes
Because you will die of lung cancer
Also, I hope that you will stay sober
But if you choose to drink you will destroy your liver
You also...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#hate
#heartbroken
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