Poems about Emptiness
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness; a barren, empty world with nothing at all. Poetry about feeling numb and a life lacking meaning. Poems about emptiness includes poetry about the absence of feelings and emotions, and poems about feeling although you don't have a purpose in life.
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Despair(working title)
Plagued with thoughts of ending it all, I sit with my back against the wall.
With head buried deep between my arms, I start to wonder where did it all go wrong.
Before today, I remember how life was much better. When smiles and laughter filled the air, never revealing this crippling despair and how I just wish it would all just go away.
The lies...
the fake love...
the false hope...
Just make it all disappear with a snap of a finger. Instead of letting this depression and self loathing linger.
Take everything back and...
With head buried deep between my arms, I start to wonder where did it all go wrong.
Before today, I remember how life was much better. When smiles and laughter filled the air, never revealing this crippling despair and how I just wish it would all just go away.
The lies...
the fake love...
the false hope...
Just make it all disappear with a snap of a finger. Instead of letting this depression and self loathing linger.
Take everything back and...
#sadness
#anxiety
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Mastering how to Feel
I know the stories of you.
Finding comfort in how different we would be,
though they say
you are in my eyes.
Gone before my age.
21.
I never had the strength to rage,
describe my sadness,
but I still cry at your demise.
Embarrassed by emotions,
feel like I'm watching myself...
Finding comfort in how different we would be,
though they say
you are in my eyes.
Gone before my age.
21.
I never had the strength to rage,
describe my sadness,
but I still cry at your demise.
Embarrassed by emotions,
feel like I'm watching myself...
#love
#grief
#death
#learning
#emptiness
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I can't call
what we had
as love,
you let me
into your bed,
making love
was never an issue,
we shared our bodies
we shared our time,
but
you would never
share your thoughts,
your feelings,
you left me on
the outside
each time
I was on the inside.
what we had
as love,
you let me
into your bed,
making love
was never an issue,
we shared our bodies
we shared our time,
but
you would never
share your thoughts,
your feelings,
you left me on
the outside
each time
I was on the inside.
#sadness
#rejection
#frustration
#confusion
#emptiness
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IRONY
The doctor said his eyes are fine, but how can a man with sight be so blind?
The priest explained the word of God, but how can a man of religion have such little faith in himself?
The photographer told her that she is flawless, but how can someone with such a gorgeous stature only see ugly in her reflection?
The groom said "I do", but how can a man with so much love lack so much passion behind closed doors?
Her laugh is contagious, but how can someone who only spreads light and laughter be the one without happiness in her heart?
The priest explained the word of God, but how can a man of religion have such little faith in himself?
The photographer told her that she is flawless, but how can someone with such a gorgeous stature only see ugly in her reflection?
The groom said "I do", but how can a man with so much love lack so much passion behind closed doors?
Her laugh is contagious, but how can someone who only spreads light and laughter be the one without happiness in her heart?
#emptiness
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Autumn of the Heart
One by one, my wishes and dreams,
my silly little plans, all my endless schemes
Turn brittle and brown and fall to the ground,
blown by the wind and scattered around
As my spirit grows ever colder
If ever I had a life to live,
If ever I had a love to give,
It’s only a mirage that taunts,
promise broken and left to rot
As my soul grows ever colder
I long to disappear like the sun in the west,
find the end of the road and my measure of rest
My footsteps would fade like the morning fog
I was never here, no...
my silly little plans, all my endless schemes
Turn brittle and brown and fall to the ground,
blown by the wind and scattered around
As my spirit grows ever colder
If ever I had a life to live,
If ever I had a love to give,
It’s only a mirage that taunts,
promise broken and left to rot
As my soul grows ever colder
I long to disappear like the sun in the west,
find the end of the road and my measure of rest
My footsteps would fade like the morning fog
I was never here, no...
#depression
#loneliness
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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i feel everything
i can't shut off my mind
i cant close all my emotions
i forgive you time after time even though you are not kind
its like were from two different oceans
you wished that i was cold like you
i question how do you do it to turn off everything
to not care it seems like something cool
you told me that its not i would hate to feel nothing
i have tried to close up to not love
it doesn't work for me you see
even when i have had enough
it makes me feel free
i have to feel
i need the pain
to know that its real ...
i cant close all my emotions
i forgive you time after time even though you are not kind
its like were from two different oceans
you wished that i was cold like you
i question how do you do it to turn off everything
to not care it seems like something cool
you told me that its not i would hate to feel nothing
i have tried to close up to not love
it doesn't work for me you see
even when i have had enough
it makes me feel free
i have to feel
i need the pain
to know that its real ...
#dark
#heartbroken
#emptiness
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Empty Bed
From pigtails to ponytails
braids to buns
princess wishes to teenage dreams
plastic tiaras to prom dresses
skinned knees to scuffed hearts
From a little girl dancing in your shadow
to a young lady mourning a mothers love from a heart that still beat but was never to be seen
haunted by the empty space at the foot of the bed
where the ghost that diminished her worth sat in your place instead
You never warned her about boys like him
never convinced her she was too good for them
No wisdom wrapped warnings to reel in a wild...
braids to buns
princess wishes to teenage dreams
plastic tiaras to prom dresses
skinned knees to scuffed hearts
From a little girl dancing in your shadow
to a young lady mourning a mothers love from a heart that still beat but was never to be seen
haunted by the empty space at the foot of the bed
where the ghost that diminished her worth sat in your place instead
You never warned her about boys like him
never convinced her she was too good for them
No wisdom wrapped warnings to reel in a wild...
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#despair #emptiness
#despair #emptiness
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Metaphor Series~emptiness
lightly I tread into the music
the notes lifting me higher
weeping souls misfits of the horde
whisper stir not child the sleeping
I see them as if in a nightmare
wrestling with unseen ghosts
I pull a star from the heavens
scribe my secrets on it
then place it back
it shines no more
crashing to the Earth and into the ocean
the sleeping awake
aware of a presence
rattling with its last breath
it burns
the notes lifting me higher
weeping souls misfits of the horde
whisper stir not child the sleeping
I see them as if in a nightmare
wrestling with unseen ghosts
I pull a star from the heavens
scribe my secrets on it
then place it back
it shines no more
crashing to the Earth and into the ocean
the sleeping awake
aware of a presence
rattling with its last breath
it burns
#emptiness
#metaphor
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Dot dot dot
I may not always have the words
But I'll always have the feeling
But I'll always have the feeling
#emptiness
#emotions
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genuine in deed and isolation (a bird's eye view)
I found a little bird
that fell so far
from it's warm nesting place
O' the darkened comfort
of an only known
safe home
isolated
on a ground
of bitter cold
swallowed whole
in the mouth
of nature's unrepentant
icy unregretful role
a panicked flutter
of unstructured wings
a squawking strain
squeezing from premature lungs
jagged single tears
sliding into
all that obvious fear
petrified in willful pretending
heart, visually slamming
hopeless
of...
that fell so far
from it's warm nesting place
O' the darkened comfort
of an only known
safe home
isolated
on a ground
of bitter cold
swallowed whole
in the mouth
of nature's unrepentant
icy unregretful role
a panicked flutter
of unstructured wings
a squawking strain
squeezing from premature lungs
jagged single tears
sliding into
all that obvious fear
petrified in willful pretending
heart, visually slamming
hopeless
of...
#loneliness
#emptiness
#emotional
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Fragile -
another day came in
finding me unaware
checking my pulse
stared for awhile
blinked
stared again
then
placed its order
for a late storm
waited
then
all that day
watched the rain
and continued
to stare at me
with less
interested eyes
still watching me
through my open
and wet window
how those raindrops
kept drowning me
and the storm
continued
and now the evening
stared at me
laughing
at my
solitude looks
the night ...
finding me unaware
checking my pulse
stared for awhile
blinked
stared again
then
placed its order
for a late storm
waited
then
all that day
watched the rain
and continued
to stare at me
with less
interested eyes
still watching me
through my open
and wet window
how those raindrops
kept drowning me
and the storm
continued
and now the evening
stared at me
laughing
at my
solitude looks
the night ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness
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Where Has The Boogie Gone
Of belly-aches and old men with gallstones. Slipping into the bile ducts. Playing their six-string git-fiddles, strung-out in detox. Listening to their catheter whistle like Johnny Cash. With no more boogie in their woogie.
My stones have seen the pleasures of the corn and the lard. Now making me squeal with both feet on the ground. Now in need of a Mason jar full of mama's homemade gin and a plate of fried green tomatoes. "Or! would I rather have catfish?"
My stones have seen the pleasures of the corn and the lard. Now making me squeal with both feet on the ground. Now in need of a Mason jar full of mama's homemade gin and a plate of fried green tomatoes. "Or! would I rather have catfish?"
#loneliness
#despair
#emptiness
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