Poems about Apathy
#apathy
Poems about apathy, here you'll find poetry about feeling demotivated and lacking enthusiasm for life. Feelings of apathy expressed through poetry, and poems about dealing with apathy in those around us.
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:01pm
Yesterday 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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buddhakitty
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:48am
Yesterday 00:48am
an apple a day
the world is an apple
dangling from a string
in a disinterested universe
hanging perilously
close to the mouth
of a hungry worm
....and I no
longer
care
dangling from a string
in a disinterested universe
hanging perilously
close to the mouth
of a hungry worm
....and I no
longer
care
#apathy
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 10:25pm
7th Feb 2025 10:25pm
I am waking up now
I am waking up
Now
The time is 8:00 am
I am starting to get ready
For the day
First I am shaving my
Face the old fashion away
It is very hard to do
I have to do it
Slowly
If I do it fast
I will cut my face
It takes me 20 minutes
To shave
When it is over
I will go into my shower
And have a shower
When my shower is over
I will turn the shower off
Then I will dry my body
With a bath towel
Now is the time for me
To get dress
In to my casual clothes
I will put my pajama and my ...
Now
The time is 8:00 am
I am starting to get ready
For the day
First I am shaving my
Face the old fashion away
It is very hard to do
I have to do it
Slowly
If I do it fast
I will cut my face
It takes me 20 minutes
To shave
When it is over
I will go into my shower
And have a shower
When my shower is over
I will turn the shower off
Then I will dry my body
With a bath towel
Now is the time for me
To get dress
In to my casual clothes
I will put my pajama and my ...
#anger
#apathy
#disappointment
#emptiness
#jealousy
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 1:40am
7th Feb 2025 1:40am
If we can dream
If we can dream
While we sleep
In our cozy
And warm bed
We always dream
With the people
We lost
27 years ago
Who have died
Of cancer
At that time
We bad done
Their funeral
Service
And we bury
Then at
Their graves
Today they live
There new lives
In heaven
Also they are
Not suffering
Anymore
They are resting
In peace
While we sleep
In our cozy
And warm bed
We always dream
With the people
We lost
27 years ago
Who have died
Of cancer
At that time
We bad done
Their funeral
Service
And we bury
Then at
Their graves
Today they live
There new lives
In heaven
Also they are
Not suffering
Anymore
They are resting
In peace
#apathy
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#frustration
#rejection
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Nvmb
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
Nullity knows my Name.....
I am weightless,
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#shame
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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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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 7:37pm
3rd Feb 2025 7:37pm
Self Conscious Drug Use
The drugs just get me by.
And they're so mundane.
Comforting me softly in.
I'm ok with right now.
It's never strong enough.
To knock me out.
To fill this boredom with alright.
Everything for a moment of levity.
I want my mind to break
I don't wanna think.
I want to be subsumed in some feeling I don't.
Have.
For just a moment.
One second.
Of comfort.
Every drug is a footnote of what I've done.
Catalogued among all these bad trips.
I would have an excuse.
But, it's all so...
And they're so mundane.
Comforting me softly in.
I'm ok with right now.
It's never strong enough.
To knock me out.
To fill this boredom with alright.
Everything for a moment of levity.
I want my mind to break
I don't wanna think.
I want to be subsumed in some feeling I don't.
Have.
For just a moment.
One second.
Of comfort.
Every drug is a footnote of what I've done.
Catalogued among all these bad trips.
I would have an excuse.
But, it's all so...
#addiction
#apathy
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 4:48am
3rd Feb 2025 4:48am
17
Where'd you go 17
Living life at the edge
Stuck between kid and adult
Abyss looming as we teeter on the ledge
With the world in our hands
And fire in our eyes
We didn't care about apathy
As long as we got high on Friday night
Our minds spun on donut rides
In a gravel parking lot
Copping beers from the store
Hoping we didn't get caught
Speeding fast with windows down
Wind blowing through our hair
Meeting up with friends in town
Without worry or care
Come back 17
I'm lost in this...
Living life at the edge
Stuck between kid and adult
Abyss looming as we teeter on the ledge
With the world in our hands
And fire in our eyes
We didn't care about apathy
As long as we got high on Friday night
Our minds spun on donut rides
In a gravel parking lot
Copping beers from the store
Hoping we didn't get caught
Speeding fast with windows down
Wind blowing through our hair
Meeting up with friends in town
Without worry or care
Come back 17
I'm lost in this...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#memories
#nostalgia
#regret
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 3:08am
2nd Feb 2025 3:08am
M-F
Another day dawns
And I'm propped up
Like a pale corpse
To lead charge into battle
Pushed and berated on
A beast of burden
With no reprieve
From bound shackles
Sent home a shell
To my loves
A broken boned
Fading soul
And I'm propped up
Like a pale corpse
To lead charge into battle
Pushed and berated on
A beast of burden
With no reprieve
From bound shackles
Sent home a shell
To my loves
A broken boned
Fading soul
#apathy
#despair
#frustration
#hate
#regret
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 6:04pm
1st Feb 2025 6:04pm
A Faithless Eucharist
The only thing that gave me life
was art and literature,
though once I confused religion with such,
and so reclining with the damned,
I felt that I could follow Him.
But really it’s as empty as a faithless Eucharist,
and how I used art was only to form
a self that could like dough and flowers rise.
If not the Watchmaker at least
to some sense that you’re whole.
I think I’ll still be cynical and wretched at 50.
I’ve never cared for people, life,
except when evolution twists
genetic imperative’s knife.
was art and literature,
though once I confused religion with such,
and so reclining with the damned,
I felt that I could follow Him.
But really it’s as empty as a faithless Eucharist,
and how I used art was only to form
a self that could like dough and flowers rise.
If not the Watchmaker at least
to some sense that you’re whole.
I think I’ll still be cynical and wretched at 50.
I’ve never cared for people, life,
except when evolution twists
genetic imperative’s knife.
#apathy
#art
#atheism #spiritual
#atheism #spiritual
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Maple666
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 8:59am
1st Feb 2025 8:59am
FACE
The many dimensions and aspects of a face of the human kind
Walking a path than can trip you at times when the terrain is the nitty gritty stuff. Rocks instead of grass and you fall on your arse and sink down past tree roots and shoots of daffodils that felt like hope.
You are on a downward trajectory and you feel that life has choked out all your funny quips and jokes and smoothed your laughter lines but left an anxiety riddled complexion and a nervous tic and a mind jacked on steroids flexing the muscles of ruminating.
It has left you feeling like you are...
Walking a path than can trip you at times when the terrain is the nitty gritty stuff. Rocks instead of grass and you fall on your arse and sink down past tree roots and shoots of daffodils that felt like hope.
You are on a downward trajectory and you feel that life has choked out all your funny quips and jokes and smoothed your laughter lines but left an anxiety riddled complexion and a nervous tic and a mind jacked on steroids flexing the muscles of ruminating.
It has left you feeling like you are...
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#confusion
#disappointment
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