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
12th Mar 2025 7:36pm
12th Mar 2025 7:36pm
The First Fragments...
I. The First Prayer
It happens deep into the night, in the heavy dark that feels too thick to breathe through. A darkness that tastes of copper and dust, ancient and patient. His body betrays him first—stiff, useless, as if his bones have turned to iron and his lungs are filling with sand.
He tries to move. He cannot. He tries to scream. His mouth stays closed, locked by some unseen hand.
And then he sees it.
Someone at the foot of his bed. No, not someone—*something*, though that word is too small for the wrongness standing there. A figure that...
It happens deep into the night, in the heavy dark that feels too thick to breathe through. A darkness that tastes of copper and dust, ancient and patient. His body betrays him first—stiff, useless, as if his bones have turned to iron and his lungs are filling with sand.
He tries to move. He cannot. He tries to scream. His mouth stays closed, locked by some unseen hand.
And then he sees it.
Someone at the foot of his bed. No, not someone—*something*, though that word is too small for the wrongness standing there. A figure that...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 7:48am
12th Mar 2025 7:48am
I'm Broken.
I'm always on the verge of another.
Breakdown.
Feeling my soul extricate itself.
From the premises.
Absent mindedly.
I stare into the darkness.
The permutations of my hallucinations.
Swirl in the darkness.
Lights in the dark.
Or is it
the blood coursing through my eyes.
Fluctuating in spasmodic undulations.
Something moving in a shadow.
A face my brain places into the dark.
Patterns associated with mind states.
Anger, depression, empitness.
It's all just such.
A trick of the mind. ...
Breakdown.
Feeling my soul extricate itself.
From the premises.
Absent mindedly.
I stare into the darkness.
The permutations of my hallucinations.
Swirl in the darkness.
Lights in the dark.
Or is it
the blood coursing through my eyes.
Fluctuating in spasmodic undulations.
Something moving in a shadow.
A face my brain places into the dark.
Patterns associated with mind states.
Anger, depression, empitness.
It's all just such.
A trick of the mind. ...
#dark
#despair
#frustration
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doriann_barrere
Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 9:58pm
11th Mar 2025 9:58pm
Surrounded by Nothing, You At Last Find Solitude
The skin peels in ribbons, curling like the pages of unwritten regrets,
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#nightmares
#sadness
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 8:34pm
9th Mar 2025 8:34pm
Pus
There's more depth to my words
Than the depths of my story's cuts
Words written to hide my inner burns
And scars filled with emotional pus
To you my words are graphic or tragic
But they really are a self exorcism
Trying to erase my demons with magic
Forgiveness and salvation my life's mission
I write about pain, fear, and terror
That tells a tale simple and storied
A reflection of my mirror's error
Not my memories dead and buried
They...
Than the depths of my story's cuts
Words written to hide my inner burns
And scars filled with emotional pus
To you my words are graphic or tragic
But they really are a self exorcism
Trying to erase my demons with magic
Forgiveness and salvation my life's mission
I write about pain, fear, and terror
That tells a tale simple and storied
A reflection of my mirror's error
Not my memories dead and buried
They...
#despair
#emptiness
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Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 7:37pm
9th Mar 2025 7:37pm
Horrible
And now.
The depression sets in.
As the SSRI leaves my body.
And in this muck, this helpless mire.
I feel the constant sensation.
Of wanting to die.
Hoplessness.
Dichotomous thinking.
A general feeling of dis-ease.
Guilt and a desire to punish.
Myself.
Sober?
Why?
So I can sleep all day.
Starve myself.
Self crit with self abuse?
Another psychotic break with reality?
It's not like I painted it all black.
It's more despair.
At the incompetence of my life choices.
It's just a...
The depression sets in.
As the SSRI leaves my body.
And in this muck, this helpless mire.
I feel the constant sensation.
Of wanting to die.
Hoplessness.
Dichotomous thinking.
A general feeling of dis-ease.
Guilt and a desire to punish.
Myself.
Sober?
Why?
So I can sleep all day.
Starve myself.
Self crit with self abuse?
Another psychotic break with reality?
It's not like I painted it all black.
It's more despair.
At the incompetence of my life choices.
It's just a...
#despair
#emptiness
#shame
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 10:59am
9th Mar 2025 10:59am
The Right Path
What happened beneath the trees?
Do they have falling green leaves?
Do they always fall far from the tree?
And do I have to follow?
Once my time comes,when it comes the sorrow.
Do I have to follow nature's path?
In order to live and survive?
Sometimes I wish,but couldn't I just stay and watch the stars in the night?
Like nature's course takes place.
I found a familiar face.
Green,dancing leaves.
And spring,lively trees.
If I were a leaf,I would dance.
And have a natural advance.
I would flow slowly...
Do they have falling green leaves?
Do they always fall far from the tree?
And do I have to follow?
Once my time comes,when it comes the sorrow.
Do I have to follow nature's path?
In order to live and survive?
Sometimes I wish,but couldn't I just stay and watch the stars in the night?
Like nature's course takes place.
I found a familiar face.
Green,dancing leaves.
And spring,lively trees.
If I were a leaf,I would dance.
And have a natural advance.
I would flow slowly...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #sadness
#motivational #sadness
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doriann_barrere
Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 9:53pm
8th Mar 2025 9:53pm
What Happened Was Morbid
what happened was morbid ...
Lo, they did unmake his visage, not with blade alone,
but with the cruel mirth of fate’s fell hand.
A rictus, wide as grief, as hollow as the jest
that in dark halls is whispered ‘twixt wretched men.
Was it his own trembling grasp that traced the fault?
Or some wraith of malice, unseen but keen of touch?
The steel sang not as warriors’ swords do sing,
but in hush’d susurrus, a lull’d and mocking dirge.
The lips that spake of mercy found none,
but were rather parted in twain, a wound unsealing ...
Lo, they did unmake his visage, not with blade alone,
but with the cruel mirth of fate’s fell hand.
A rictus, wide as grief, as hollow as the jest
that in dark halls is whispered ‘twixt wretched men.
Was it his own trembling grasp that traced the fault?
Or some wraith of malice, unseen but keen of touch?
The steel sang not as warriors’ swords do sing,
but in hush’d susurrus, a lull’d and mocking dirge.
The lips that spake of mercy found none,
but were rather parted in twain, a wound unsealing ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#despair
#frustration
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jenny_way
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 3:37pm
8th Mar 2025 3:37pm
Leaps of love
#despair
#ILoveYou
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13
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 10:48am
7th Mar 2025 10:48am
I feel like messaging her
#despair
#erotic
#hope #lust
#hope #lust
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 4:59am
7th Mar 2025 4:59am
A Hymn From the Hollow
I dreamed I was whole once—
or something stitched from ash,
fingers tracing hollow names
down walls that never asked.
She moves beneath the skin,
a hymn behind my tongue,
whispers wrapped in copper wire—
"Stay... stay... come undone."
Am I still breathing—
or just the echo of her touch?
Carved beneath the surface,
a husk in love with rust.
Veins blooming through stone,
her voice in every crack,
the crows call out in distant tongues—
I know she's pulling me back.
I wear her weight...
or something stitched from ash,
fingers tracing hollow names
down walls that never asked.
She moves beneath the skin,
a hymn behind my tongue,
whispers wrapped in copper wire—
"Stay... stay... come undone."
Am I still breathing—
or just the echo of her touch?
Carved beneath the surface,
a husk in love with rust.
Veins blooming through stone,
her voice in every crack,
the crows call out in distant tongues—
I know she's pulling me back.
I wear her weight...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 11:37pm
6th Mar 2025 11:37pm
Someone like me
Someone like me
You won't find anywhere else
I Iive on earth
And I enjoy living on earth
There are people
That are trying to change me
They say that is not good
For me to be a Christian
Also they want me to be perfect
I will never be that
Because I have my faults also
You won't find anywhere else
I Iive on earth
And I enjoy living on earth
There are people
That are trying to change me
They say that is not good
For me to be a Christian
Also they want me to be perfect
I will never be that
Because I have my faults also
#anger
#boredom
#despair
#heartbroken
#shame
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 6:21pm
5th Mar 2025 6:21pm
Lost In The Echo Chamber
I heard it once before
I heard it again and again
From my favorite shows
And on Facebook from my friends
Intelligent older white men
Dressed in nice expensive suits
It all makes so much sense
Even though this isn't news
They tell me what to think
They explain it really well
It's definitely legitimate
I...
I heard it again and again
From my favorite shows
And on Facebook from my friends
Intelligent older white men
Dressed in nice expensive suits
It all makes so much sense
Even though this isn't news
They tell me what to think
They explain it really well
It's definitely legitimate
I...
#confusion
#despair
#loneliness
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