Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 2:07pm
12th Feb 2025 2:07pm
Everything is just the same
Time flies by, so rather quick
Everyday repeats itself, week after week
Relentless agony, when nothing awaits
Maybe one day life will smile at you
Stuck in the middle without progression
Only you can guide yourself out of there
You can create another world, all in your mind
In solitude you will find
in your head everything is better than you'll ever be
Life is seldom fair
It leads you to despair
After every uphill
You will descend
You can hide from your fears
to avoid all the pain
but never get to...
Everyday repeats itself, week after week
Relentless agony, when nothing awaits
Maybe one day life will smile at you
Stuck in the middle without progression
Only you can guide yourself out of there
You can create another world, all in your mind
In solitude you will find
in your head everything is better than you'll ever be
Life is seldom fair
It leads you to despair
After every uphill
You will descend
You can hide from your fears
to avoid all the pain
but never get to...
#depression
#grief
#hurt
#loneliness
#sadness
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Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 9:37pm
11th Feb 2025 9:37pm
assemblin broken things
I like when other monsters
nod their heads
to the rhythm of my story
when they hear the thunder
in my throat
and recognize my storm
I’ve numbered faces in the mirror
countin backwards
til I found the one
who knew what it was to smile
without first checkin himself for wounds
somewhere along the way
I learned to speak in a language
made of scar tissue
to write pain into poetry
to find a harmony between hurt
and healin
I learned to walk again
with wings
and chains
learned the steps to...
nod their heads
to the rhythm of my story
when they hear the thunder
in my throat
and recognize my storm
I’ve numbered faces in the mirror
countin backwards
til I found the one
who knew what it was to smile
without first checkin himself for wounds
somewhere along the way
I learned to speak in a language
made of scar tissue
to write pain into poetry
to find a harmony between hurt
and healin
I learned to walk again
with wings
and chains
learned the steps to...
#depression
#healing
#SelfReflection
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6 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 12:08pm
11th Feb 2025 12:08pm
I wish I were a song
I am the unplayed notes
suspended in the air
between silence and song
longin for the permanence
of rhythm and meter
I long to be a melody…
not just flesh and bone
and volatile moods…
but pure vibration
untainted by vices
unchanged thru time
to exist in wavelengths
floatin free from gravity's pull
never to miss a beat
or stumble thru chords
where I wouldn't have
to wake with tremblin hands
or to count the days
since my last refrain
there would be no fear
of the silence left
when the music...
suspended in the air
between silence and song
longin for the permanence
of rhythm and meter
I long to be a melody…
not just flesh and bone
and volatile moods…
but pure vibration
untainted by vices
unchanged thru time
to exist in wavelengths
floatin free from gravity's pull
never to miss a beat
or stumble thru chords
where I wouldn't have
to wake with tremblin hands
or to count the days
since my last refrain
there would be no fear
of the silence left
when the music...
#addiction
#depression
#music
111 reads
7 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
when the last note falls
when the music dies
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
#bipolar
#depression
#insomnia #music
#insomnia #music
113 reads
8 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:46pm
8th Feb 2025 3:46pm
I’m a loser baby
I liked myself better
when I hated myself more
misery had a melody
self destruction had rhythm
now I’m fumblin thru life
like a virgin at an orgy
good intentions but awkward as fuck
my hands remember Rachmaninoff
but my brain has set fire
to the keys
sendin up smoke signals
to a god that stopped listenin
somewhere between genesis
and my one man show of self sabotage
they called me gifted
before my fingers learned to tremble
virtuoso playin tag with oblivion
composin chaos from memory ...
when I hated myself more
misery had a melody
self destruction had rhythm
now I’m fumblin thru life
like a virgin at an orgy
good intentions but awkward as fuck
my hands remember Rachmaninoff
but my brain has set fire
to the keys
sendin up smoke signals
to a god that stopped listenin
somewhere between genesis
and my one man show of self sabotage
they called me gifted
before my fingers learned to tremble
virtuoso playin tag with oblivion
composin chaos from memory ...
#addiction
#depression
#disappointment #music
#disappointment #music
137 reads
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 8:33pm
3rd Mar 2025 8:33pm
if I tell you I'm selfish, will you leave me alone?
Come on over
wrap me up in your expectations
and then blame me
for your disappointment
when I inevitably fail
You watch me walk
trip and fall
you watch me crawl
scrabble at the walls
try and pull myself up
but you never
ever offer to help me up
I carry myself alone
while you stand over me
with tough love
that's less empathy
and more indifference
than I think you realize
I'm not looking for a saviour
I just need you to love me
through the darkness
without...
wrap me up in your expectations
and then blame me
for your disappointment
when I inevitably fail
You watch me walk
trip and fall
you watch me crawl
scrabble at the walls
try and pull myself up
but you never
ever offer to help me up
I carry myself alone
while you stand over me
with tough love
that's less empathy
and more indifference
than I think you realize
I'm not looking for a saviour
I just need you to love me
through the darkness
without...
#depression
#hurt
#LifeStruggles #sadness
#LifeStruggles #sadness
90 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:35am
Yesterday 11:35am
Heaven paved with my pains
.. this shitty life is nothing
but a waiting room
of a hellish asylum
overflowing with paperwork
and suffocated in its own
degenerate bureaucracy
this shitty life is nothing
but a scare in a dead-end alley
from the darkest part of a place
where no one wants to go
life, life, life
knife, knife, knife
the sound of traveling knife sharpeners
is like the creaking of hinges
of a nonexistent paradise
where an arrogant and irrational being rules...
but a waiting room
of a hellish asylum
overflowing with paperwork
and suffocated in its own
degenerate bureaucracy
this shitty life is nothing
but a scare in a dead-end alley
from the darkest part of a place
where no one wants to go
life, life, life
knife, knife, knife
the sound of traveling knife sharpeners
is like the creaking of hinges
of a nonexistent paradise
where an arrogant and irrational being rules...
#anxiety
#apathy
#depression
#mirror
#silence
38 reads
8 Comments
Baldwin
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 4:34pm
30th Jan 2025 4:34pm
Ravager
I’ve now become
invisible
to women I desire.
I’m easily ignored.
I'm overlooked.
And if
within an accidental moment
I am seen by chance,
I’m easily discounted
as a man
not worth a second glance.
Age the ravager
age the savager
has stripped my flesh
of any comeliness
or kindling fire.
invisible
to women I desire.
I’m easily ignored.
I'm overlooked.
And if
within an accidental moment
I am seen by chance,
I’m easily discounted
as a man
not worth a second glance.
Age the ravager
age the savager
has stripped my flesh
of any comeliness
or kindling fire.
#depression
222 reads
34 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 11:14pm
21st Feb 2025 11:14pm
my brain is like a broken carnival ride
I told myself I'd stop writing angsty shit
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
Another day, another mental wall
and I'm stuck staring at the
nothingness I feel
without any solutions
on how to get around it
over it or under it
I need more than this
barren horizon of emptiness
that promises something
but delivers nothing
I told myself I'd stop writing angsty shit
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
but here I am again
breaking promises...
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
Another day, another mental wall
and I'm stuck staring at the
nothingness I feel
without any solutions
on how to get around it
over it or under it
I need more than this
barren horizon of emptiness
that promises something
but delivers nothing
I told myself I'd stop writing angsty shit
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
but here I am again
breaking promises...
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
75 reads
5 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 5:20pm
16th Feb 2025 5:20pm
Why Does She Stay With Me?
Possessing a diagnosis that makes you feel like you’re living on the dark side of the moon. Psychosis! Why does she stay with me?
Possessing this thunder in your heart with the hope that one day you’ll wake up and it’ll just be a bad dream. No! It’s permanent, so, I beg the question again, why does she stay with me?
I look at her with love. Love of something so much better than me. She sees me, yet, not the disorder which plagues me. Why, why does she stay with me?
She looks at me with love. Love of something she holds so dear. And I see her, yet, notice nothing...
Possessing this thunder in your heart with the hope that one day you’ll wake up and it’ll just be a bad dream. No! It’s permanent, so, I beg the question again, why does she stay with me?
I look at her with love. Love of something so much better than me. She sees me, yet, not the disorder which plagues me. Why, why does she stay with me?
She looks at me with love. Love of something she holds so dear. And I see her, yet, notice nothing...
#depression
#love
#MentalHealth
#relationships
#sadness
97 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 00:02am
4th Feb 2025 00:02am
I'm alive
Take this loneliness
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
#depression
#hope
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
83 reads
2 Comments
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