Confessional Poems
#confessional
Confessional poetry gets inside the head of the author, exploring their repressed anguish or deepest emotions. Revealing and personal poems, which often describe parts of the author's life which are not usually in the public domain. Confessional poetry is a style of writing which emerged in the 1950s and 1960s.
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 9:33pm
3rd Apr 2025 9:33pm
short-lived fantasies
3 of 30
everything...
every imaginable uplifting
gifted to me in that moment of time
that's what it gave me
on a wild whim I entered
never expecting any kind of return
they all said it wouldn't happen
insistent my stature wasn't up to the challenge
{what's wrong with being petite?!}
but for the first time...
I followed my dream
a few simple photos
brief biography
stuffed in an envelope
addressed & sent
& the unthinkable occurred
I got the call
date set...
everything...
every imaginable uplifting
gifted to me in that moment of time
that's what it gave me
on a wild whim I entered
never expecting any kind of return
they all said it wouldn't happen
insistent my stature wasn't up to the challenge
{what's wrong with being petite?!}
but for the first time...
I followed my dream
a few simple photos
brief biography
stuffed in an envelope
addressed & sent
& the unthinkable occurred
I got the call
date set...
#acceptance
#confessional
#dreams #risk
#dreams #risk
94 reads
4 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 7:44pm
3rd Apr 2025 7:44pm
Sweet Reprieve
I’ve done a number on a few
I’ve been deep down in the swells of my sins
And those waves touch the beauty that surrounds me
It seems useless, to change if you’ve learned to exist in a miserable way
Patterns pave a way back home
To where it all began
Nothing but mess, and the remains of a past time
It rots like any other dead body
It reeks at my doorstep
Let their tears fall!
They’re coming with
guns and knives to
tear my skin apart
I hold secrets in the crevices of my heart
I’ve cut a piece or two myself, to...
I’ve been deep down in the swells of my sins
And those waves touch the beauty that surrounds me
It seems useless, to change if you’ve learned to exist in a miserable way
Patterns pave a way back home
To where it all began
Nothing but mess, and the remains of a past time
It rots like any other dead body
It reeks at my doorstep
Let their tears fall!
They’re coming with
guns and knives to
tear my skin apart
I hold secrets in the crevices of my heart
I’ve cut a piece or two myself, to...
#bipolar
#confessional
#deception #vanity
#deception #vanity
39 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 3rd Apr 2025 6:23am
31st May 2019 7:06pm
31st May 2019 7:06pm
I'm Broken
I’m broken
Fractured in the place underneath the core
Where the structure of existence and foundation lie
Where the texture of abstract thought has torn
It’s the phase when faith and creed are shaken
Reveling in the freedom of what the revelation brought
Wrought ceaselessly by the eons of perilous times
When then the vain and futile plans have come to naught
It’s the sinister void of all reason and purpose
The rupture in the framework of the mind
Slivering away, slowly caving in, unreeling
Till all the unholy fears are lived...
Fractured in the place underneath the core
Where the structure of existence and foundation lie
Where the texture of abstract thought has torn
It’s the phase when faith and creed are shaken
Reveling in the freedom of what the revelation brought
Wrought ceaselessly by the eons of perilous times
When then the vain and futile plans have come to naught
It’s the sinister void of all reason and purpose
The rupture in the framework of the mind
Slivering away, slowly caving in, unreeling
Till all the unholy fears are lived...
#hope
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#nostalgia
#SelfWorth
983 reads
8 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:36am
3rd Apr 2025 2:36am
Vegan to her is Ketchup
Perfection sucks
Give me ripped pantyhose
A button missing
Slutty in places of worship
My women curse a lot
Have ink on their hands
Dime store nail polish
Bad attitude
Vegan to her is ketchup
Health is codeine cough syrup
Blow jobs are her currency
Black leather jacket ripped at the elbow
Give me ripped pantyhose
A button missing
Slutty in places of worship
My women curse a lot
Have ink on their hands
Dime store nail polish
Bad attitude
Vegan to her is ketchup
Health is codeine cough syrup
Blow jobs are her currency
Black leather jacket ripped at the elbow
#CharlesBukowski
#confessional
#identity
#money
#porn
107 reads
21 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 11:11pm
2nd Apr 2025 11:11pm
2 Birds, 1 stone - F*ck You, universe
Those who know me as full of shshshshshimmering
glistening pile of salty eye excretions,
KNOW I AM TORTURING MYSELF
doing NaPo during the year that my "rock"
My Mom died.
each spill
each proofread
each reply
each re (effin) read
each new read
sends me reeling
to my abysmal well of dark deep ............b
glistening pile of salty eye excretions,
KNOW I AM TORTURING MYSELF
doing NaPo during the year that my "rock"
My Mom died.
each spill
each proofread
each reply
each re (effin) read
each new read
sends me reeling
to my abysmal well of dark deep ............b
#confessional
#grief
#sadness
55 reads
4 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 12:49pm
2nd Apr 2025 12:49pm
teeter totter progress
2 of 30
right where I am
not this place
...but this me
where I stand...
...& sometimes slip...
constantly moving
through my unending evolution
it's a momentary station
a pause in the journey only
I both love & loathe it
wearing disappointment...
believing so few obstacles
have been conquered
{tunneled vision...}
beaming with pride...
at the realization
of how far I've actually progressed
{unearthed mirror of truth...}
I celebrate the victories ...
right where I am
not this place
...but this me
where I stand...
...& sometimes slip...
constantly moving
through my unending evolution
it's a momentary station
a pause in the journey only
I both love & loathe it
wearing disappointment...
believing so few obstacles
have been conquered
{tunneled vision...}
beaming with pride...
at the realization
of how far I've actually progressed
{unearthed mirror of truth...}
I celebrate the victories ...
#confessional
#determination
#PersonalGrowth
126 reads
8 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 11:12am
2nd Apr 2025 11:12am
This is our world now
As I continue to stand and tolerate the treatments of society, I have to be able to decide that my own decisions are not an option, but more of a trust issue with society. For it's true that we have to learn to navigate through, the process of being aware of the many levels of changes happening in the world of today 🌍 For sure we have to learn to understand ourselves first, in making the right decisions on survival in this cold cold world 🌎 For sure we have to learn valuable lessons that will affect us in ways, that we never thought that we had to learn. For example they say...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
50 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:03pm
1st Apr 2025 8:03pm
My apologies to you
#confessional
#murder
#wife
42 reads
10 Comments
JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 7:34pm
1st Apr 2025 7:34pm
Babe? Babe??
#breakup
#confessional
#ghosts
#love
#scary
192 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Bumped 31st Mar 2025 5:50am
22nd Dec 2020 5:00am
22nd Dec 2020 5:00am
Out of the Vortex
It starts somewhere over the horizon, the notion is gathering energy and speed, the
sound of motion is rising from the silence, drawing strength inward along with
. anything it needs. Then it accelerates unexpectedly, with
. . oscillating velocity, twisting and looping divergently, in
. turbulent complex formations with uncontrolled ferocity. There .
) is a collision of unique vibrations, kinetic, frenetic,...
sound of motion is rising from the silence, drawing strength inward along with
. anything it needs. Then it accelerates unexpectedly, with
. . oscillating velocity, twisting and looping divergently, in
. turbulent complex formations with uncontrolled ferocity. There .
) is a collision of unique vibrations, kinetic, frenetic,...
#identity
#confessional
#myself #WritingPoetry
#myself #WritingPoetry
671 reads
14 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
29th Mar 2025 6:38am
29th Mar 2025 6:38am
just another bad night...
some nights sit like a hippo on the chest
slumber disturbed
by hauntings believed to be...laid to rest
as internal screams still echo into heavy darkness
drowning out the thundering of heart
trying to still stuttering breaths
odd how surprising familiar can seem
when the mind is focused on other things
until we relax & let down our guard
& there they are
demons still waiting
hovering in the edges of sight
only peripherally noticed
hence...I sit here scribbling of old issues
when I...
slumber disturbed
by hauntings believed to be...laid to rest
as internal screams still echo into heavy darkness
drowning out the thundering of heart
trying to still stuttering breaths
odd how surprising familiar can seem
when the mind is focused on other things
until we relax & let down our guard
& there they are
demons still waiting
hovering in the edges of sight
only peripherally noticed
hence...I sit here scribbling of old issues
when I...
#confessional
#memories
#nightmares
107 reads
Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 1:14pm
28th Mar 2025 1:14pm
Desperation
I need you to text me tonight
Wether it’s mean, or heartfelt
In the morning I hope to see your rage
Or your face
Just text me tonight please I beg
Wether it’s mean, or heartfelt
In the morning I hope to see your rage
Or your face
Just text me tonight please I beg
#breakup
#confessional
#conflict #love
#conflict #love
71 reads
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