Poems About Emptiness Seeking Honest Critique
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Stoney223
Poem Published
Today 2:15pm
Today 2:15pm
LOVE CAN BE BLIND
Why do we continue to hold on to what is gone knowing that it will never return due to the fact that it wasnt love, but yet we still keep waiting for it to come back into our world changed but knowing very well deep down inside nothing has change.
Why do we continue to keep thinking things will be different when we let them back into our life when the signs are still there in...
Why do we continue to keep thinking things will be different when we let them back into our life when the signs are still there in...
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken
#disappointment
#emptiness
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ceceliafox
Poem Published
Today 6:57am
Today 6:57am
its time to talk about what happend last year
I hadn't done my hair in weeks , my hair was in what was supposed to be a bun at the top of my head but instead of a bun it was a nest of knotted curls that haven't been brushed in weeks. what was once gorgeous thick curls was now thin and brittle waves knotted on the top of my head . what was once glowing skin was now sickly and pale with dark bags under my eyes that matched the color of a plum . my lips were cracked and my eyes were red. I have felt so numb for months and its not like I didn't try reaching for help because i did but soon enough found out that no one cared . my thoughts were...
#grief
#emptiness
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HadesRising
Poem Published
Today 5:00am
Today 5:00am
THE LAST OF US
I'm tired of falling like Icarus
High above the crux of Olympus
I've lost the other half of us
Holding on to the last of us
I'm still addicted to the tragedy
Living in the past where the pain will not die
Where you walked away from the misery
And now I don't know if I'm dead or alive
When I look at the ghost
That has scorned me the most
I know I've FUCKED it up
And I can't LET it go
I won't pay the toll
If you won't go
Because if I drift away
I won't find my way back to you
NO
...
High above the crux of Olympus
I've lost the other half of us
Holding on to the last of us
I'm still addicted to the tragedy
Living in the past where the pain will not die
Where you walked away from the misery
And now I don't know if I'm dead or alive
When I look at the ghost
That has scorned me the most
I know I've FUCKED it up
And I can't LET it go
I won't pay the toll
If you won't go
Because if I drift away
I won't find my way back to you
NO
...
#love
#dark
#ghosts
#despair
#emptiness
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Stoney223
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:15pm
Yesterday 8:15pm
LOST TORTURE SOUL
As my mind drifts off into the mere depth of my thoughts sending subliminal messages to my brain, penetrating through walls of steel and stones sending shivers through my bones even making the blood in my veins run ice cold.
But if that wasnt enough my heart has no feelings nor reasons for the sense of emotions, for they have faded to black the very mere core of what is darkness with no light only to be filled with emptiness, and disturbing...
But if that wasnt enough my heart has no feelings nor reasons for the sense of emotions, for they have faded to black the very mere core of what is darkness with no light only to be filled with emptiness, and disturbing...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#FeelingLost
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Stoney223
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:20pm
Yesterday 2:20pm
THIS LADY OF THE NIGHT
Who is she this lady this woman of the night who spends hour upon hours sometimes days within the rain and heat then sleek and winter to just make her chips, while some give there hard earnings to some PIMP who didnt perform the tricks for the cash is only money made from paper as it holds very little material value or weight, but it will have you saleing your skin and flesh along with your soul with only the need to feed the mind of the soul that walks the mean streets that are so unforgiving. ...
#rejection
#heartbroken
#greed
#despair
#emptiness
26 reads
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Yeaokae
Iris
Iris
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:08pm
Yesterday 2:08pm
I’m so lost
Lost, I’m so lost, without you
I’m so lost, I don’t know where to go, I don’t know who I am, so I locked myself in my room to smoke the devils lettuce, with the voices getting louder in my head telling me I ain’t goin nowhere and that I’m just gonna end up dead, and now I’m having vodka lying drunk, confused and so lost, so Lost, I’m so lost and you’re the blame, and maybe you not for me even when you held my hand telling me how much I mean to you, you’re still the blame, now I’m higher then the Empire State and drunk with an empty bottle of vodka in my hand.
I’m so lost
I’m so lost, I don’t know where to go, I don’t know who I am, so I locked myself in my room to smoke the devils lettuce, with the voices getting louder in my head telling me I ain’t goin nowhere and that I’m just gonna end up dead, and now I’m having vodka lying drunk, confused and so lost, so Lost, I’m so lost and you’re the blame, and maybe you not for me even when you held my hand telling me how much I mean to you, you’re still the blame, now I’m higher then the Empire State and drunk with an empty bottle of vodka in my hand.
I’m so lost
#rejection
#secrets
#suicide
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
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fredcobbs
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 6:37pm
16th Nov 2019 6:37pm
Twisted
Can it be?
What is this that i feel?
An unpleasant tickling
A Lukewarm sensation
A blend of many
But different feelings
sweet and bitter
Joy and sadness
Laughter and cry
I wish we never crossed path
I wish I never behold her beauty
Nor feel the warmth of her soft palms.
It feels like i drunk a poison.
I can only hope it doesnt kill me
For whatever i feel
If it is love
It can only be forbidden.
What is this that i feel?
An unpleasant tickling
A Lukewarm sensation
A blend of many
But different feelings
sweet and bitter
Joy and sadness
Laughter and cry
I wish we never crossed path
I wish I never behold her beauty
Nor feel the warmth of her soft palms.
It feels like i drunk a poison.
I can only hope it doesnt kill me
For whatever i feel
If it is love
It can only be forbidden.
#frustration
#despair
#emptiness
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BobbyJames
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 6:46am
15th Nov 2019 6:46am
The Bitch and Bastard for Walking Away - Part III
Breathing Underwater
The weather has left me speechless. This slow wash into the harvest peels layers of air. Three down, who am I now?
That's a difficult reach. In any case, reflection isn't a branch to grasp, and ripples are distortions of the past. I no longer recognize sense as property, but this sinking feeling seems to belong.
A piping hot hook between sand and surface fizzles on a wispy lifeline. It's consumed for eventual suffocation when called to answer. I promise of every ounce in motion that hangs in this moment, questions are vain.
This...
The weather has left me speechless. This slow wash into the harvest peels layers of air. Three down, who am I now?
That's a difficult reach. In any case, reflection isn't a branch to grasp, and ripples are distortions of the past. I no longer recognize sense as property, but this sinking feeling seems to belong.
A piping hot hook between sand and surface fizzles on a wispy lifeline. It's consumed for eventual suffocation when called to answer. I promise of every ounce in motion that hangs in this moment, questions are vain.
This...
#identity
#mirror
#narrative
#emptiness
#nonfiction
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Academic
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 2:12pm
14th Nov 2019 2:12pm
There’s no bigger fool than a willingly duped one!
By Stanley Collymore
It’s Remembrance Sunday and obligatorily
I'm publicly expected to show that I earnestly
care, whether the sentiment is genuine or
not on my part and even though I don’t
actually know anything about and,
furthermore, care even less of
what these internecine wars,
participated in long before I was
even born, were all about and
what it is that I’m expected
to either self-righteously
or else very penitently
be remembering in
direct relation to
one or else the
two of them.
Or as a...
It’s Remembrance Sunday and obligatorily
I'm publicly expected to show that I earnestly
care, whether the sentiment is genuine or
not on my part and even though I don’t
actually know anything about and,
furthermore, care even less of
what these internecine wars,
participated in long before I was
even born, were all about and
what it is that I’m expected
to either self-righteously
or else very penitently
be remembering in
direct relation to
one or else the
two of them.
Or as a...
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Rachel_Lauren
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 11:44pm
13th Nov 2019 11:44pm
But We’re Sick of Him
Bukowski swore he was a man all for himself, that’s
edgy to love: bleak, pitying ramblings,
man versus humanity
but I swear
he’s not much of a poet unless you have two ears,
a tongue that fucks
soaking wet with language
and a heart that also sings when its drowned in liquor
after sleep there isn’t much you can do
for a man who can’t come when he’s awake
edgy to love: bleak, pitying ramblings,
man versus humanity
but I swear
he’s not much of a poet unless you have two ears,
a tongue that fucks
soaking wet with language
and a heart that also sings when its drowned in liquor
after sleep there isn’t much you can do
for a man who can’t come when he’s awake
#loneliness
#sex
#alcohol #emptiness
#alcohol #emptiness
77 reads
7 Comments
Prometheus86
Justin
Justin
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 9:23pm
13th Nov 2019 9:23pm
Social Deviant
Beneath the surface we try to escape
Serving a worthless purpose
Like an angel with no wings
I get the jitters when I see people litter
Should I consider I may be bitter
Or post about it all on twitter
F**k that
I'll snap your chat in half
And if you can't get me a gram instantly
Then f**k instagram instantly
F**k facetime and the book of face-f**ks
Don't worry I'll let you know
When I bust a nut
Seriously, I don't need to know your every move!
Selfie after selfie
Look what I can do!
Do I have your attention now? ...
Serving a worthless purpose
Like an angel with no wings
I get the jitters when I see people litter
Should I consider I may be bitter
Or post about it all on twitter
F**k that
I'll snap your chat in half
And if you can't get me a gram instantly
Then f**k instagram instantly
F**k facetime and the book of face-f**ks
Don't worry I'll let you know
When I bust a nut
Seriously, I don't need to know your every move!
Selfie after selfie
Look what I can do!
Do I have your attention now? ...
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
#apathy #zombies
#apathy #zombies
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 8:01pm
13th Nov 2019 8:01pm
Death Day: November 13th, 2026
I was talking to a friend
We share a few mental health problems
Like depression and suicidal thoughts
We don't end it for so many reasons
Reasons like we have to keep going
We have jobs, we have pets
We're staying alive for family
We don't want others to hurt
Instead of killing ourselves
We talk about the days
Our Death Days
When we'll finally kill ourselves
We talk about it like
It's Christmas or something
A holiday to celebrate
With cake and joy
When we finally leave this Rock
And the pain stops
And...
We share a few mental health problems
Like depression and suicidal thoughts
We don't end it for so many reasons
Reasons like we have to keep going
We have jobs, we have pets
We're staying alive for family
We don't want others to hurt
Instead of killing ourselves
We talk about the days
Our Death Days
When we'll finally kill ourselves
We talk about it like
It's Christmas or something
A holiday to celebrate
With cake and joy
When we finally leave this Rock
And the pain stops
And...
#sadness
#hate
#shame
#despair
#emptiness
53 reads
4 Comments
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