Poems About Emptiness Seeking Friendly Advice
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Nvmb
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:21am
Yesterday 7:21am
Into the Dark
There’s something in the way the air shifts,
like it’s waiting for me to break.
I don’t know if I’m falling,
or if I’ve already disappeared.
Your voice haunts the edges of my mind,
soft, but it pulls harder than I can fight.
I try to reach, but there’s nothing there,
just shadows where your touch used to be.
I’m slipping—
slipping into the void.
I’m crumbling—
under the weight of something you left behind.
Will you follow, or let me drift away?
I’m descending—
descending deeper, far from where I was.
...
like it’s waiting for me to break.
I don’t know if I’m falling,
or if I’ve already disappeared.
Your voice haunts the edges of my mind,
soft, but it pulls harder than I can fight.
I try to reach, but there’s nothing there,
just shadows where your touch used to be.
I’m slipping—
slipping into the void.
I’m crumbling—
under the weight of something you left behind.
Will you follow, or let me drift away?
I’m descending—
descending deeper, far from where I was.
...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:19am
Yesterday 7:19am
Beneath the Surface
I feel it creeping,
something pulling at my skin,
like gravity that doesn’t let go,
but it’s soft, like water,
slow, sinking into my chest.
I’m not sure where the ground went—
maybe it was never there.
You’re still somewhere beneath the surface,
and I’m trying not to drown in the quiet.
I’m falling—
falling without a sound.
I’m breaking—
but I don’t know if I’ve hit the ground.
Is this what you wanted,
or was I already lost?
I’m descending—
slipping beneath everything I was.
I’m a ghost in...
something pulling at my skin,
like gravity that doesn’t let go,
but it’s soft, like water,
slow, sinking into my chest.
I’m not sure where the ground went—
maybe it was never there.
You’re still somewhere beneath the surface,
and I’m trying not to drown in the quiet.
I’m falling—
falling without a sound.
I’m breaking—
but I don’t know if I’ve hit the ground.
Is this what you wanted,
or was I already lost?
I’m descending—
slipping beneath everything I was.
I’m a ghost in...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 1:59am
10th Feb 2025 1:59am
Broken soul
Exiled into darkness
Imprisoned inside myself
Hollow heart where
No light is left
I guess it's for the best
I'm not giving up, I'm giving in
Now it's time to retreat
To the devil that lies within
Watch myself decay
With noone to save me now
No more rules or laws
No more breaking useless vows
I'll just slip quietly away
Noone to notice or care
A broken soul
Lying withered and bare
Imprisoned inside myself
Hollow heart where
No light is left
I guess it's for the best
I'm not giving up, I'm giving in
Now it's time to retreat
To the devil that lies within
Watch myself decay
With noone to save me now
No more rules or laws
No more breaking useless vows
I'll just slip quietly away
Noone to notice or care
A broken soul
Lying withered and bare
#addiction
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:38am
9th Feb 2025 9:38am
Hollow Hands
I have seen you in the quiet—
where the world breathes slow,
where the light pools soft against the edges
of something I can’t hold.
You are there,
in the spaces between heartbeats,
in the hush before the storm.
And still,
I reach for you with hollow hands.
I have drowned in softer waters,
let the tide pull me where your voice lingers,
let the weight of your absence
settle in my chest like an old hymn.
I have called you back
in the language of the lost,
in the silence that follows
when a...
where the world breathes slow,
where the light pools soft against the edges
of something I can’t hold.
You are there,
in the spaces between heartbeats,
in the hush before the storm.
And still,
I reach for you with hollow hands.
I have drowned in softer waters,
let the tide pull me where your voice lingers,
let the weight of your absence
settle in my chest like an old hymn.
I have called you back
in the language of the lost,
in the silence that follows
when a...
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#shame
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:37am
9th Feb 2025 9:37am
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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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 1:12am
9th Feb 2025 1:12am
Husk
You left me in the shallows,
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
#despair
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#identity
#memories
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
Let Me In...
I see you there,
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 5:22am
7th Feb 2025 5:22am
Sanctuary
You move like a hymn I have forgotten,
half-remembered prayers slipping through my teeth.
There is silence where your name used to be,
a hollow space where devotion once bloomed.
I kneel in the ruin of what we were,
palms open, waiting for rain—
but the sky does not answer,
and neither do you.
Was I a temple you abandoned,
or a ghost you let haunt the walls?
Somewhere, your voice is still echoing,
soft as a tide that never comes back.
I swore I’d leave, I swore I’d burn it all down,
but your shadow is stitched...
half-remembered prayers slipping through my teeth.
There is silence where your name used to be,
a hollow space where devotion once bloomed.
I kneel in the ruin of what we were,
palms open, waiting for rain—
but the sky does not answer,
and neither do you.
Was I a temple you abandoned,
or a ghost you let haunt the walls?
Somewhere, your voice is still echoing,
soft as a tide that never comes back.
I swore I’d leave, I swore I’d burn it all down,
but your shadow is stitched...
#abuse
#dark
#emptiness
#hurt
#loneliness
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Shon
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 8:21pm
6th Feb 2025 8:21pm
The Storm Outside & Inside
The rain tickles the windows.
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
Nullity knows my Name.....
I am weightless,
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#shame
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3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 4:15pm
5th Feb 2025 4:15pm
No Title.
It's so funny how you think you can see me
But I bleed before a crowd
They wade through my blood
Blame it on the flood
I am unseen
As they walk through me
I am a ghost
In the host of dead believers
But I bleed before a crowd
They wade through my blood
Blame it on the flood
I am unseen
As they walk through me
I am a ghost
In the host of dead believers
#emptiness
#ghosts
#ignorance
#rejection
#war
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:14pm
4th Feb 2025 3:14pm
This Feeling
I...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
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