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.
miseryomy
Poem Published
17th Jan 2020 4:26am
17th Jan 2020 4:26am
Rocking Chair pt.1
He sits on his porch day in day out, all is lifeless but his rocking chair.
A skeletal silhouette, dead or alive, he’s still always there.
Rocking away in his rocking chair.
A skeletal silhouette, dead or alive, he’s still always there.
Rocking away in his rocking chair.
#sadness
#loneliness
#dark
#heartbroken
#apathy
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archetype23
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 10:00am
16th Jan 2020 10:00am
MEMORIES SLAYED revisited
Midnight magick melds and mingles
Evening's tragic hands-held tingles
Moments upon moments forever vow
Over the eternal moments of now
Reveries of destiny
Inside the fading rest of me
Evoking a moment that will always be
Some joke of neverending mystery
Solemn silence screams persistance
Laughter lingering in the distance
All that is still still fails to stay
Yesterday still torn away
Evening flickering like yesterday
Dead like yesterday
Evening's tragic hands-held tingles
Moments upon moments forever vow
Over the eternal moments of now
Reveries of destiny
Inside the fading rest of me
Evoking a moment that will always be
Some joke of neverending mystery
Solemn silence screams persistance
Laughter lingering in the distance
All that is still still fails to stay
Yesterday still torn away
Evening flickering like yesterday
Dead like yesterday
#loneliness
#rejection
#shame
#emptiness
#apathy
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Lothbrok
Poem Published
13th Jan 2020 6:05pm
13th Jan 2020 6:05pm
Consummation
This bloody Consummation
Has got me thinking
I got some sick fascinations,
with the strange ways I commit to things,
like a fucking evil demon
I render pain,
with this intent to bane all the hidden fame,
until i can contain
and maintain the evil thats inside of me,
Day by day
I'm speaking in a little more grotesque way,
And no I will not rest until
I crack through that chest,
... where a heart would infest,
but I guess yours just ended up a goddamn mess,
Maybe these days you should invest in ...
Has got me thinking
I got some sick fascinations,
with the strange ways I commit to things,
like a fucking evil demon
I render pain,
with this intent to bane all the hidden fame,
until i can contain
and maintain the evil thats inside of me,
Day by day
I'm speaking in a little more grotesque way,
And no I will not rest until
I crack through that chest,
... where a heart would infest,
but I guess yours just ended up a goddamn mess,
Maybe these days you should invest in ...
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
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Dropleaf
Fiore
Fiore
Poem Published
13th Jan 2020 5:55am
13th Jan 2020 5:55am
The same
making and collecting memories. another sunrise with untimely company,
who’s showing the way out ? and who’ s violently whispering ? that they might romance this chance to become my enemy (again) ?
no love, just a silent stair, no questioning ,just the relapse of pretending your capable to care,
and in the years to come, I’ll put myself right back into the same, and nothing of the real you will I have gained...... a rat infested vessel, that we call friend-ship set sail by
The mighty king of all headtrips....
who’s showing the way out ? and who’ s violently whispering ? that they might romance this chance to become my enemy (again) ?
no love, just a silent stair, no questioning ,just the relapse of pretending your capable to care,
and in the years to come, I’ll put myself right back into the same, and nothing of the real you will I have gained...... a rat infested vessel, that we call friend-ship set sail by
The mighty king of all headtrips....
#sadness
#regret
#frustration
#disappointment
#apathy
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
12th Jan 2020 7:14pm
12th Jan 2020 7:14pm
Gloat
What's the price of privilege?
Turning blind eye on the left
behind
and the left behind
supping from the right
side of the bowl.
I wouldn't mind if it didn't ensure we were speaking in opposites,
more and more we are, lines aren't blurred, people don't play the midfield.
Tribes are out in force
and I
am on a losing team.
We've been losing a long time, my entire voting career I've proudly screamed, red
in the face, from a pew with a pencil in hand.
Your blue
eyes catch mine and I know
we didn't choose the...
Turning blind eye on the left
behind
and the left behind
supping from the right
side of the bowl.
I wouldn't mind if it didn't ensure we were speaking in opposites,
more and more we are, lines aren't blurred, people don't play the midfield.
Tribes are out in force
and I
am on a losing team.
We've been losing a long time, my entire voting career I've proudly screamed, red
in the face, from a pew with a pencil in hand.
Your blue
eyes catch mine and I know
we didn't choose the...
#anger
#politics
#apathy
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0UTPUT_a_AURA
Poem Published
12th Jan 2020 10:51am
12th Jan 2020 10:51am
Shadow
There’s no way
your getting over
You don't think right
Not your fault
he’s blinding light
Only allowed to see
His side distorted sight
Bending the truth
before another fight
when your thinking right
Told Move all emotion
there's no room in bed tonight
should've known better
Tells herself but that's alright
I’ll find strength to leave him
Get away another time
Hiding in his shadow
starting to fade
No good memories,
forget them they'll erase
Sooner than later ...
your getting over
You don't think right
Not your fault
he’s blinding light
Only allowed to see
His side distorted sight
Bending the truth
before another fight
when your thinking right
Told Move all emotion
there's no room in bed tonight
should've known better
Tells herself but that's alright
I’ll find strength to leave him
Get away another time
Hiding in his shadow
starting to fade
No good memories,
forget them they'll erase
Sooner than later ...
#sadness
#UnrequitedLove
#denial
#apathy
#DomesticViolence
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mysticstones
Poem Published
10th Jan 2020 1:55am
10th Jan 2020 1:55am
on writing
I want to write...but never make the time...
it is easy...
to write love poems
to the phantoms and the myths in my head....
easier to coax the invisible to my bed.
it is easy...
to write love poems
to the phantoms and the myths in my head....
easier to coax the invisible to my bed.
#frustration
#despair
#apathy
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6 Comments
Bluphoria
Poem Published
9th Jan 2020 5:02pm
9th Jan 2020 5:02pm
No Hooks In This Son
She said,
"I want you to be my king of LA
King of love, king of JA, king of kings
And king of the world
and me the weakness of the king"
And she sealed it with her beating heart no kiss
I told her I'm heartless
The only beat I have is
When we both throbb because I'm deep In her
She say she's in love
But I say its the money and attention
She is in love with the way I listen
She wants to be in my head like a virus
But I don't party with molly cyrus
I dont get addicted to love like a drug
Laying down to...
"I want you to be my king of LA
King of love, king of JA, king of kings
And king of the world
and me the weakness of the king"
And she sealed it with her beating heart no kiss
I told her I'm heartless
The only beat I have is
When we both throbb because I'm deep In her
She say she's in love
But I say its the money and attention
She is in love with the way I listen
She wants to be in my head like a virus
But I don't party with molly cyrus
I dont get addicted to love like a drug
Laying down to...
#rejection
#disappointment
#emptiness
#apathy
#bittersweet
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LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
9th Jan 2020 8:08am
9th Jan 2020 8:08am
The Raven’s Shadow
#depression
#night
#apathy
96 reads
4 Comments
Heart_symphony
Poem Published
9th Jan 2020 5:38am
9th Jan 2020 5:38am
A Cold Heart
There’s cold in my bones
That’s been freezing my tears
For years
With blue fingertips
I chiseled love
Into the frost
It’s not much and it’s not hot
But I made it
And it’s all that I’ve got
Shatter me
Hack, attack
Break my ice heart
The glistening crystal shards
Cut when they caress
Behold the snowstorm
Cold hearts sleep in warm beds
That’s been freezing my tears
For years
With blue fingertips
I chiseled love
Into the frost
It’s not much and it’s not hot
But I made it
And it’s all that I’ve got
Shatter me
Hack, attack
Break my ice heart
The glistening crystal shards
Cut when they caress
Behold the snowstorm
Cold hearts sleep in warm beds
#love
#depression
#heartbroken
#apathy
#hurt
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NuBorn
Poem Published
8th Jan 2020 10:09am
8th Jan 2020 10:09am
She breaks herself
She breaks her own heart
formulating words
to heal other broken hearts—
she claims to be in love with poetry;
yet, I see how toxic their relationship is—
she is in love with a narcissist!
She aspires to be counted
among the greatest poets of our time;
so, she slashes her wrists each night—
discovering what words pain would bring!
When we went out,
she'd collect memories and sack them up
instead of enjoying herself and having a good time! ...
formulating words
to heal other broken hearts—
she claims to be in love with poetry;
yet, I see how toxic their relationship is—
she is in love with a narcissist!
She aspires to be counted
among the greatest poets of our time;
so, she slashes her wrists each night—
discovering what words pain would bring!
When we went out,
she'd collect memories and sack them up
instead of enjoying herself and having a good time! ...
#depression
#friendship
#SelfHarm #apathy
#SelfHarm #apathy
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11 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 1:38pm
7th Jan 2020 1:38pm
I'm not a morning person
Calm calm morning
My boss is an hour late
The weather's turning
At an alarming rate
Soothing morning
I've had it up to here
Softly mourning
An anxious fear
My boss is an hour late
The weather's turning
At an alarming rate
Soothing morning
I've had it up to here
Softly mourning
An anxious fear
#apathy
#boredom
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