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.
Cmei-leeC
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:10pm
Yesterday 11:10pm
Dizzy (excerpt)
Speeding ‘round with windows down,
when yesterday was cold.
There’s nothing like a brand new smell
amidst the air of old.
When life’s outdone,
no longer fun,
it gets to be robotic.
I’m drowning in a pool of whiskey,
craving vodka tonic...
when yesterday was cold.
There’s nothing like a brand new smell
amidst the air of old.
When life’s outdone,
no longer fun,
it gets to be robotic.
I’m drowning in a pool of whiskey,
craving vodka tonic...
#apathy
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Marks
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 00:58am
29th Oct 2020 00:58am
Silent
.. ... ...
Silent
10:00 PM
Cool breeze...
Cool breeze after the rainy day
Residential area
One streetlight...
Only one streetlight among the trees
Zombies...
Zombies having a zombie apocalypse party
Halloween...
Zombies dancing ... trick or treat
Silent
Friday night
The avenue...
The avenue seems to be paralyzed
Windscreen...
My car...
My car taking me home
And life...
And life moving so slowly
As if ...
As if following my fate
......
Silent
10:00 PM
Cool breeze...
Cool breeze after the rainy day
Residential area
One streetlight...
Only one streetlight among the trees
Zombies...
Zombies having a zombie apocalypse party
Halloween...
Zombies dancing ... trick or treat
Silent
Friday night
The avenue...
The avenue seems to be paralyzed
Windscreen...
My car...
My car taking me home
And life...
And life moving so slowly
As if ...
As if following my fate
......
#apathy
#boredom
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Reborn-Asylum
Poem Published
26th Oct 2020 1:19am
26th Oct 2020 1:19am
Nicolas Cage
Bad acting from the get-go
Leave me wanting something, I don't know
Feigning smiles like a show
Breaks me down, erosion slow
Bad acting let's them see
Right through and all of me
Blood boils like hot tea
And I wretch gripping my knee
Bad acting makes me sick
Like lyme from a tick
Just hit me with a fucking brick
I know you're lying dammit, all a trick
Bad acting, casting a new role
Keep them at bay with a pole
Or else you pay the troll toll
I love acting...lol
Bad acting...
Leave me wanting something, I don't know
Feigning smiles like a show
Breaks me down, erosion slow
Bad acting let's them see
Right through and all of me
Blood boils like hot tea
And I wretch gripping my knee
Bad acting makes me sick
Like lyme from a tick
Just hit me with a fucking brick
I know you're lying dammit, all a trick
Bad acting, casting a new role
Keep them at bay with a pole
Or else you pay the troll toll
I love acting...lol
Bad acting...
#emptiness
#apathy
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Reborn-Asylum
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 00:45am
25th Oct 2020 00:45am
Sinkhole
Pulling you in
My mud surrounds you
The weight fills you
And at your core you are a hole
Sinking further, faster
Where the dark things fester
Your foundation has let you slip
Crawling there is no escape
Clawing the mud cakes your skin
And at your core you are mud
This is where you belong
Delving deeper
You want to feel
You try to call out
But the ruins encase you
Like your new skin
A metamorphosis
Chrysalis of unchange
And at your core you are an insect
Writhing in the mud
Waiting to be...
My mud surrounds you
The weight fills you
And at your core you are a hole
Sinking further, faster
Where the dark things fester
Your foundation has let you slip
Crawling there is no escape
Clawing the mud cakes your skin
And at your core you are mud
This is where you belong
Delving deeper
You want to feel
You try to call out
But the ruins encase you
Like your new skin
A metamorphosis
Chrysalis of unchange
And at your core you are an insect
Writhing in the mud
Waiting to be...
#despair
#emptiness
#apathy
35 reads
4 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
24th Oct 2020 4:31am
24th Oct 2020 4:31am
Newness
I miss the new
I miss those firsts
Kisses, touches, tastes
I miss the ability to say
"Let me try, I've never had it"
Curse my curiosity
Today I feel numb to all
That I seem to know
Sunsets seem to be
The only things that seem new
Each and every time a different artist
I wish that food wasn't predictable
That people weren't either
I wish oh how I wish for it
I miss those firsts
Kisses, touches, tastes
I miss the ability to say
"Let me try, I've never had it"
Curse my curiosity
Today I feel numb to all
That I seem to know
Sunsets seem to be
The only things that seem new
Each and every time a different artist
I wish that food wasn't predictable
That people weren't either
I wish oh how I wish for it
#emptiness
#apathy
#boredom
53 reads
3 Comments
unnifaomsl
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2020 4:37pm
23rd Oct 2020 4:37pm
Intermittent
I do not count it,
I do not fear it,
I am quite ordinary in it,
but sometimes,
it is hard to consume enough
its hard to try
its hard to even think about
and so I don't.
I think about anything else
to ignore these hunger pangs
that I say do not bother me.
I am not vain
I am not shallow
I do not care about the size jeans I wear
and maybe I'm just predetermined
to be this way,
maybe it's the stress,
but when things get too much
I retreat to this place
where I feel safe.
I do not fear it,
I am quite ordinary in it,
but sometimes,
it is hard to consume enough
its hard to try
its hard to even think about
and so I don't.
I think about anything else
to ignore these hunger pangs
that I say do not bother me.
I am not vain
I am not shallow
I do not care about the size jeans I wear
and maybe I'm just predetermined
to be this way,
maybe it's the stress,
but when things get too much
I retreat to this place
where I feel safe.
#food
#apathy
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2 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2020 10:50am
23rd Oct 2020 10:50am
Self-sabotage
Self-sabotage; it’s all I know.
There is no way I am letting anybody get close.
Self-sabotage; it’s all I have got.
If you want my love then I will be sure to be gone.
Why try to love me? I can’t be loved.
Why try to like me? I have given up.
Why try to talk to me when I am mute?
Self-sabotage because I could love you.
I am a broken record who totally ignores,
Any possibility of ever being loved.
Say I am bored, when inside it burns to the core.
There is nothing in this world that is purely good.
...
There is no way I am letting anybody get close.
Self-sabotage; it’s all I have got.
If you want my love then I will be sure to be gone.
Why try to love me? I can’t be loved.
Why try to like me? I have given up.
Why try to talk to me when I am mute?
Self-sabotage because I could love you.
I am a broken record who totally ignores,
Any possibility of ever being loved.
Say I am bored, when inside it burns to the core.
There is nothing in this world that is purely good.
...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#apathy
#passion
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1 Comment
HopeElyse
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 2:13am
21st Oct 2020 2:13am
Drowning
Do you see me?
Can you hear me?
I am right here!
I am screaming and flailing
Fighting not to be consumed by the storm
Barraged by waves of sorrow
Pockets full of fear, heavy as rocks
Slowly sinking below the surface
Cries muffled by claps of thunder
I am begging for help
You didn't see me in time
I am swallowed by a sea of apathy
Enveloped in cold, dark misery
You won't hear me now
Because I won't yell anymore
I am sunken in this trench of despair
Can you hear me?
I am right here!
I am screaming and flailing
Fighting not to be consumed by the storm
Barraged by waves of sorrow
Pockets full of fear, heavy as rocks
Slowly sinking below the surface
Cries muffled by claps of thunder
I am begging for help
You didn't see me in time
I am swallowed by a sea of apathy
Enveloped in cold, dark misery
You won't hear me now
Because I won't yell anymore
I am sunken in this trench of despair
#depression
#loneliness
#despair #apathy
#despair #apathy
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2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
16th Oct 2020 6:01am
16th Oct 2020 6:01am
Terribility in Times Square (At 5am)
all ways wasted life tryin' to get
something for nothing, then the
chilling wind of death come by
to turn world in-side-out.
no body make no mis'takes no more.
A'least so far as eye can tell, in that
killing moment that makes big'boys
cry like wee squalling babes, make po'mama
crazy.
well o well, let that be a lesion to ye.
(Tired of ooze and drip'trickle it be).
Now, only thee heart'felt agony make
see nothing for something is better for free.
...
something for nothing, then the
chilling wind of death come by
to turn world in-side-out.
no body make no mis'takes no more.
A'least so far as eye can tell, in that
killing moment that makes big'boys
cry like wee squalling babes, make po'mama
crazy.
well o well, let that be a lesion to ye.
(Tired of ooze and drip'trickle it be).
Now, only thee heart'felt agony make
see nothing for something is better for free.
...
#money
#monsters
#emptiness
#apathy
#boredom
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Lothbrok
Poem Published
10th Oct 2020 10:50pm
10th Oct 2020 10:50pm
Ich Bin Ewig
We surround ourselves with glorious gifts
women, men, material things
Hate each other over simple tiffs
men, women, material gains
It's world I've grown to despise,
the boredom, the lackluster movie moments in reality
the garden of eden across my neighbors property
it's all a joke in disguise
petty mingling to outshine the other
small wallet thick girth
Even God has hidden himself, ashamed and petrified of what we've become
of what he created
the apple, the fig or whatever you believe was the forbidden fruit...
it...
women, men, material things
Hate each other over simple tiffs
men, women, material gains
It's world I've grown to despise,
the boredom, the lackluster movie moments in reality
the garden of eden across my neighbors property
it's all a joke in disguise
petty mingling to outshine the other
small wallet thick girth
Even God has hidden himself, ashamed and petrified of what we've become
of what he created
the apple, the fig or whatever you believe was the forbidden fruit...
it...
#anger
#dark
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
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0 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
5th Oct 2020 5:22pm
5th Oct 2020 5:22pm
Bottom of the pits
So things were as they should be
Drunk as a skunk
Waking up this time at home
Not on a bench
Or lost in the arms of a
Drugged-up wench.
Everything blurred
Ready for another round
With his dearest friend
Southern Comfort
Who brought a moment
Of oblivion
But the demons still
Always around
For the time being no respite,
No comfort to be found.
Drunk as a skunk
Waking up this time at home
Not on a bench
Or lost in the arms of a
Drugged-up wench.
Everything blurred
Ready for another round
With his dearest friend
Southern Comfort
Who brought a moment
Of oblivion
But the demons still
Always around
For the time being no respite,
No comfort to be found.
#disappointment
#denial
#emptiness
#apathy
#boredom
64 reads
7 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2020 2:44am
2nd Oct 2020 2:44am
cat and mouse
1 a.m.
lying here
the bones of
death rattle
quietly
the dark is wet
on my skin
I never knew a
night so long
-or-
a morning so
far away
lying here
the bones of
death rattle
quietly
the dark is wet
on my skin
I never knew a
night so long
-or-
a morning so
far away
#acceptance
#apathy
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7 Comments
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