Poems about Despair and Hopelessness
#despair
Poems about despair and hopelessness, poetry about when all hope has been abandoned. Poems about despair due to challenges in life, difficult relationship situations and grief. Emotional poems about losing hope.
Nvmb
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:28am
11th Jan 2025 4:28am
Tether
I cut the thread, but it won’t break,
A lifeline drowned beneath the weight.
You are the shadow in my lungs,
The ghost that sings when songs are done.
I tried to leave, but you remain,
A brand of fire carved in my name.
And every time I turn away,
Your voice becomes my only way.
Tether me—
I can’t escape.
Tie me tighter—
Seal my fate.
Your love’s a blade that scars my skin,
A war I fight, I’ll never win.
I burned the altar, burned the shrine,
But still, you’re etched into my spine.
Your eyes are...
A lifeline drowned beneath the weight.
You are the shadow in my lungs,
The ghost that sings when songs are done.
I tried to leave, but you remain,
A brand of fire carved in my name.
And every time I turn away,
Your voice becomes my only way.
Tether me—
I can’t escape.
Tie me tighter—
Seal my fate.
Your love’s a blade that scars my skin,
A war I fight, I’ll never win.
I burned the altar, burned the shrine,
But still, you’re etched into my spine.
Your eyes are...
#apathy
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:59am
10th Jan 2025 1:59am
panic attack
I try and box breathe around
a mouthful of biscuit
without inhaling any crumbs
It hits just like that
skin flushing
burning
telling me I'm on fire
when I'm not
My chest tells me I can't breathe
when I can
and I have to breathe past
the way my throat lies
telling me there's no air available
to fill my distressed lungs
According to my brain
literally everything
is trying to kill me
including the multivitamin
I got down milliseconds
before this freight train ...
a mouthful of biscuit
without inhaling any crumbs
It hits just like that
skin flushing
burning
telling me I'm on fire
when I'm not
My chest tells me I can't breathe
when I can
and I have to breathe past
the way my throat lies
telling me there's no air available
to fill my distressed lungs
According to my brain
literally everything
is trying to kill me
including the multivitamin
I got down milliseconds
before this freight train ...
#anxiety
#despair
#MentalHealth
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 10:49am
9th Jan 2025 10:49am
I Don't Know
I don't know if it's just the way I feel.
The way I have been,or slowly heal.
I don't know if it's something I have seen.
But sometimes,I wish for something I've never been.
Yearning to feel those memories once more.
I don't know if I just fell on the floor.
Or if I had t actually walk out the door.
Maybe it's something I drank or ate.
Maybe it's destiny or fate.
I don't know if I ate something wrong.
But I feel broken like a love song.
I don't see if it's something I drank.
I want to be frank,not blank. ...
The way I have been,or slowly heal.
I don't know if it's something I have seen.
But sometimes,I wish for something I've never been.
Yearning to feel those memories once more.
I don't know if I just fell on the floor.
Or if I had t actually walk out the door.
Maybe it's something I drank or ate.
Maybe it's destiny or fate.
I don't know if I ate something wrong.
But I feel broken like a love song.
I don't see if it's something I drank.
I want to be frank,not blank. ...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #sadness
#motivational #sadness
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 7:13am
9th Jan 2025 7:13am
the line beneath the metaphors
You ask me how I am
and we talk around the problem
your frustration
my lingering silence
if I don't tell you what's wrong
it won't make this real
I dream of ocean tides
pulling me under
it's only half a metaphor
I'm both the victim
and the predator
Top me up with dopamine
readjust these mood drops with Prozac
and enough talk therapy
to make me lose my voice
and the desire to set
my own mind on fire
You ask me how I am
and I dodge the question
like I dodge every...
and we talk around the problem
your frustration
my lingering silence
if I don't tell you what's wrong
it won't make this real
I dream of ocean tides
pulling me under
it's only half a metaphor
I'm both the victim
and the predator
Top me up with dopamine
readjust these mood drops with Prozac
and enough talk therapy
to make me lose my voice
and the desire to set
my own mind on fire
You ask me how I am
and I dodge the question
like I dodge every...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 4:15pm
8th Jan 2025 4:15pm
Broken Promises
Meteors streaking across the sky
In a flash of light
Like fired arrows
Burning their way down
To dive into the eclipse
Too far to catch
Too far to touch
Taking every glint of hope
With each fleeting day
Lost to the stars, shooting my dreams
Writhing in despair within the hollow loop
Of broken promises
As Earth’s waltz around the sun
Carried on
In a flash of light
Like fired arrows
Burning their way down
To dive into the eclipse
Too far to catch
Too far to touch
Taking every glint of hope
With each fleeting day
Lost to the stars, shooting my dreams
Writhing in despair within the hollow loop
Of broken promises
As Earth’s waltz around the sun
Carried on
#despair
#dreams
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Nvmb
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 2:18pm
8th Jan 2025 2:18pm
Eclipseing Me
Your whispers fill the hollow air,
A hymn that binds, a wordless snare.
You’re not a god, but I kneel still,
A shadow draped in quiet will.
Your touch is poison laced in gold,
A promise ancient, silent, cold.
And I am nothing—just a vessel,
Your voice, a hymn I dare not wrestle.
Take me—
Unmake me—
Let the void flood my veins,
'Til the silence becomes my name.
Shape me—
Erase me—
Every thought you claim as your own,
And I fall into you, alone.
I trace the lines you carved in me,
A map of...
A hymn that binds, a wordless snare.
You’re not a god, but I kneel still,
A shadow draped in quiet will.
Your touch is poison laced in gold,
A promise ancient, silent, cold.
And I am nothing—just a vessel,
Your voice, a hymn I dare not wrestle.
Take me—
Unmake me—
Let the void flood my veins,
'Til the silence becomes my name.
Shape me—
Erase me—
Every thought you claim as your own,
And I fall into you, alone.
I trace the lines you carved in me,
A map of...
#apathy
#confusion
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:50pm
6th Jan 2025 10:50pm
The Train Crossing
High above the valleys ridge
A lonely track across the bridge
A bridge of angry pain and sorrow
Where trains will pass into tomorrow
Half way across, a spectacular view
A lifetime of mistakes I now undo
Underneath the bright sunlight
Regrets laid down and kissed good night
Relaxing in the refreshing air
Into the eternal abyss I now stare
That final moment of peace and clarity
Internal forgiveness and self therapy
My ears against the cold train tracks
An introspection I can't turn back
Silence...
A lonely track across the bridge
A bridge of angry pain and sorrow
Where trains will pass into tomorrow
Half way across, a spectacular view
A lifetime of mistakes I now undo
Underneath the bright sunlight
Regrets laid down and kissed good night
Relaxing in the refreshing air
Into the eternal abyss I now stare
That final moment of peace and clarity
Internal forgiveness and self therapy
My ears against the cold train tracks
An introspection I can't turn back
Silence...
#despair
#emptiness
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Electra
Electra
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 7:39pm
6th Jan 2025 7:39pm
No Title.
"Did I not give all the love that I could give?"
Her hands are stained from the blood she drew from her skin.
She drew the monster back in.
She's saving them.
Why can't they see?
But they demand her to stop cutting again.
So, she rots, and she boils within.
The monster wants blood,
And if it's not hers,
It'll surely be theirs,
So, she hides in a corner and begins to cut her skin again.
Her hands are stained from the blood she drew from her skin.
She drew the monster back in.
She's saving them.
Why can't they see?
But they demand her to stop cutting again.
So, she rots, and she boils within.
The monster wants blood,
And if it's not hers,
It'll surely be theirs,
So, she hides in a corner and begins to cut her skin again.
#dark
#despair
#grief
#monsters
#SelfHarm
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Secret_poet
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 7:35pm
6th Jan 2025 7:35pm
Forest of Hope
The world tipped on its axis,
and shadows danced through the trees,
as whispers turned to echoes,
and the echoes turned to pleas.
A canopy of giants,
with arms that reach and sway,
they shield all my burdens,
but cannot keep at bay,
the fire inside,
the storm brewing near,
where joy and fear collide,
in the turmoil of the year.
Leaves spiral like memories,
caught in currents of despair,
while I sift through their remnants,
searching for what’s fair.
What once felt like forever,
now a fleeting...
and shadows danced through the trees,
as whispers turned to echoes,
and the echoes turned to pleas.
A canopy of giants,
with arms that reach and sway,
they shield all my burdens,
but cannot keep at bay,
the fire inside,
the storm brewing near,
where joy and fear collide,
in the turmoil of the year.
Leaves spiral like memories,
caught in currents of despair,
while I sift through their remnants,
searching for what’s fair.
What once felt like forever,
now a fleeting...
#despair
#meditation
#nature
#SelfReflection
#TimeHeals
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PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 2:47am
6th Jan 2025 2:47am
Forgotten World
These barren cries whisper plains,
Despair. This silence, artic, yet brightens refrain.
Hushed dreams glisten; they surge, then blooming,
Horizons where shadows dance, fading into softly.
Despair. This silence, artic, yet brightens refrain,
Grainy laughter spins through sands of grains.
Horizons where shadows dance, fading into softly,
Seamless yet prickled, tender echoes still seas.
Grainy laughter spins through sands of grains,
Turquoise dawns flood sepia skies.
Seamless yet prickled, tender echoes still seas, ...
Despair. This silence, artic, yet brightens refrain.
Hushed dreams glisten; they surge, then blooming,
Horizons where shadows dance, fading into softly.
Despair. This silence, artic, yet brightens refrain,
Grainy laughter spins through sands of grains.
Horizons where shadows dance, fading into softly,
Seamless yet prickled, tender echoes still seas.
Grainy laughter spins through sands of grains,
Turquoise dawns flood sepia skies.
Seamless yet prickled, tender echoes still seas, ...
#despair
#hope
#rebirth
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3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 2:53am
4th Jan 2025 2:53am
No Title.
That little girl's rotting corpse,
Still moans in my bones,
And no amount of makeup,
Could make her pretty again.
Still moans in my bones,
And no amount of makeup,
Could make her pretty again.
#childhood
#dark
#despair #grief
#despair #grief
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