Denial Poems
#denial
Denial poems, poetry about being in denial, unwilling to accept that something troublesome is true. Denial poems about grief, unrequited love, addiction and not taking responsibility for our actions. Poetry about being unable to come to terms with difficult situations and events.
In the city of sorrows
In the city of sorrows
Is where we see so much
Racism
Against
Men and women
In the city of sorrows
There are so much injustice
Against people
The black people are the
Blue color worker
And they earn less money than
The white people
Is where we see so much
Racism
Against
Men and women
In the city of sorrows
There are so much injustice
Against people
The black people are the
Blue color worker
And they earn less money than
The white people
#anxiety
#denial
#despair
#disappointment
#jealousy
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The Narcissist Monologue - "God , King / Nothing"
I am the sun. They orbit me.
(They should.)
(They do.)
If they don’t—
(well. I fix that.)
What is truth but the story I tell?
What is memory but what I say happened?
What is love but control wrapped in silk?
(I am good.)
(I am kind.)
(I am the victim, aren’t I?)
—they’re so sensitive.
twist a word, they shatter.
say nothing, they shatter.
must I do everything?
they would be nothing without me.
they should thank me, really.
(they do. they should. they must.) ...
(They should.)
(They do.)
If they don’t—
(well. I fix that.)
What is truth but the story I tell?
What is memory but what I say happened?
What is love but control wrapped in silk?
(I am good.)
(I am kind.)
(I am the victim, aren’t I?)
—they’re so sensitive.
twist a word, they shatter.
say nothing, they shatter.
must I do everything?
they would be nothing without me.
they should thank me, really.
(they do. they should. they must.) ...
#anger
#dark
#denial #emptiness
#denial #emptiness
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racial tension and Floyd
Racial tension and Floyd
A picture of a committee in defense of human right a picture where serious white man and a woman in a business suit and to black persons This was serious business no one smile except the two black persons that spoiled the gravity of the solemn undertaking
Most black people I have met were like me from a working stiff background I was employed on ships they were mostly onloading cargo from the said, ships, they appeared more open, talkative then us Scandinavians, we don’t say much unless we are drunk in a bar
there was an unspoken racial barrier that...
A picture of a committee in defense of human right a picture where serious white man and a woman in a business suit and to black persons This was serious business no one smile except the two black persons that spoiled the gravity of the solemn undertaking
Most black people I have met were like me from a working stiff background I was employed on ships they were mostly onloading cargo from the said, ships, they appeared more open, talkative then us Scandinavians, we don’t say much unless we are drunk in a bar
there was an unspoken racial barrier that...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy #denial
#apathy #denial
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No Title.
Never been good at breathing
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
#denial
#despair
#drugs
#emptiness
#grief
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A Deep Tragic Sadness
Sing a song.
Make it sad.
Cause I'm crying without.
These meds.
It's too early to fantasize about.
Success.
But I welcome the return.
Of emotion.
Even though.
My past isn't something.
I can deal with.
Right now.
Without the chemical lobotomy.
I'm depressed.
Everything has a personal meaning.
That I remember.
So I just have to push past.
This.
Incoherent mass of.
Feelings.
That were muted and benign.
Before, but not now.
Now they're prescient.
My tears well up...
Make it sad.
Cause I'm crying without.
These meds.
It's too early to fantasize about.
Success.
But I welcome the return.
Of emotion.
Even though.
My past isn't something.
I can deal with.
Right now.
Without the chemical lobotomy.
I'm depressed.
Everything has a personal meaning.
That I remember.
So I just have to push past.
This.
Incoherent mass of.
Feelings.
That were muted and benign.
Before, but not now.
Now they're prescient.
My tears well up...
#confusion
#denial
#emptiness
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writer's block
Writer's block
Today, while trying to write I noticed an ant crossing the opposite wall, for it was a vast expanse watching the ant’s progress, I noticed it stopped circling back like it had found something edible I thought it was disappointed resuming the walk until it disappeared in a crack between wall and ceiling to a hidden society we would never join
Are ants aware of our existence we are there like the day, spilling a drop of beer on the kitchen floor that teenage ants drink, get pissed and told off by their parents never to drink if they do they will be too fat to hide in...
Today, while trying to write I noticed an ant crossing the opposite wall, for it was a vast expanse watching the ant’s progress, I noticed it stopped circling back like it had found something edible I thought it was disappointed resuming the walk until it disappeared in a crack between wall and ceiling to a hidden society we would never join
Are ants aware of our existence we are there like the day, spilling a drop of beer on the kitchen floor that teenage ants drink, get pissed and told off by their parents never to drink if they do they will be too fat to hide in...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial #despair
#denial #despair
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The Draft
Am I there with you in the trenches.
No.
I'm out here in the street getting beaten to a pulp.
So.
Maybe.
You should offer a prayer to the drunks in the alley.
Instead.
Of.
All these pantomime heros cum body bags that glory in death.
At.
Least.
The violence I engage in isn't taken out on the onlookers, in fact, they cheer.
So much.
Less.
Collateral damage when I'm eating the curb and not a bullet.
So.
Potentially.
Don't come to me when you want some sort of violence you...
No.
I'm out here in the street getting beaten to a pulp.
So.
Maybe.
You should offer a prayer to the drunks in the alley.
Instead.
Of.
All these pantomime heros cum body bags that glory in death.
At.
Least.
The violence I engage in isn't taken out on the onlookers, in fact, they cheer.
So much.
Less.
Collateral damage when I'm eating the curb and not a bullet.
So.
Potentially.
Don't come to me when you want some sort of violence you...
#anger
#denial
#despair
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So, Let's call it a tie.
You've said all your words
left your mark,
and left me with a bruised heart.
I made my act and played my part.
I think it was nothing more than a paper cut
So, let's call it a tie
it's not the first time,
No need for us to fall apart.
it's nothing new,
we both have been starring at each other through a barrel of a gun.
with that in mind,
who's was not expecting a few scars?
It's dark,
Ups and downs
It's the only thing we call love
who cares if we fight through the night
When we both...
left your mark,
and left me with a bruised heart.
I made my act and played my part.
I think it was nothing more than a paper cut
So, let's call it a tie
it's not the first time,
No need for us to fall apart.
it's nothing new,
we both have been starring at each other through a barrel of a gun.
with that in mind,
who's was not expecting a few scars?
It's dark,
Ups and downs
It's the only thing we call love
who cares if we fight through the night
When we both...
#conflict
#denial
#LifeStruggles #love
#LifeStruggles #love
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Broken Vessels
I feel you crawling through my veins,
not like fire,
not like ice,
but something quieter—
a weightless drowning.
Your name, still sharp on my tongue,
a rusted key in a door long closed.
Every breath I take,
a hymn in your absence,
a prayer unanswered.
And I swore I’d let you go,
but the echo of your voice
does not forgive,
does not forget.
So take what’s left,
wear my ruin like a crown.
Trace the map of me with your hands,
see where the fault lines tremble.
I was never meant to stand...
not like fire,
not like ice,
but something quieter—
a weightless drowning.
Your name, still sharp on my tongue,
a rusted key in a door long closed.
Every breath I take,
a hymn in your absence,
a prayer unanswered.
And I swore I’d let you go,
but the echo of your voice
does not forgive,
does not forget.
So take what’s left,
wear my ruin like a crown.
Trace the map of me with your hands,
see where the fault lines tremble.
I was never meant to stand...
#denial
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#shame
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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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Disturbing Thoughts
From my thoughts are things that I still don't understand, but yet I find myself lost in my own chain of thoughts. TRYING to shut my mind, down and off from thinking about so much. THAT it seems to haunt my brain. 🧠 TILL I can feel the deepness of the tension, exploding in my brain waves creeping, into my silent whispers of the unseen. THAT only I see which has now become, my darkness of night dreams. Yet I am unafraid to go deeper than deep, into the process of my own curiosity. THAT I want to dig deeper into the reason why am I having these, type of thoughts only at night when the...
#confusion
#dark
#denial
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Held On (Too Long)
Held on too long
Held on too long to a love that ran away
Held on too long to a love that I thought would stay
Held on too long to a piece of her heart
Held on too long even after it fell apart
Held on too long to the dream of us
Held on too long even though I know it’s not thus
Held on too long to start living again
Held on too long to start loving again
Held on too long to her but I lost myself
Held on too long kept myself on a shelf
Held on too long look at...
Held on too long to a love that ran away
Held on too long to a love that I thought would stay
Held on too long to a piece of her heart
Held on too long even after it fell apart
Held on too long to the dream of us
Held on too long even though I know it’s not thus
Held on too long to start living again
Held on too long to start loving again
Held on too long to her but I lost myself
Held on too long kept myself on a shelf
Held on too long look at...
#bittersweet
#denial
#love #regret
#love #regret
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