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.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 8:53am
26th Jan 2025 8:53am
Something
Something
I was asked to write something. For several days I have written...nothing.
Something - a pretty undefined but powerful word. What did she do? Something.
Something - is it better than nothing? It really depends on how nefarious "something" was?
Something - not what I have been doing!
I can now be said to have done nothing and also done something.
I have written: SOMETHING. Not a drippy sex escapade...sorry.
I have also posted 140 pieces of writing here and let me ask...something.
...
I was asked to write something. For several days I have written...nothing.
Something - a pretty undefined but powerful word. What did she do? Something.
Something - is it better than nothing? It really depends on how nefarious "something" was?
Something - not what I have been doing!
I can now be said to have done nothing and also done something.
I have written: SOMETHING. Not a drippy sex escapade...sorry.
I have also posted 140 pieces of writing here and let me ask...something.
...
#apathy
#emptiness
#frustration
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Nvmb
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 5:41pm
25th Jan 2025 5:41pm
I Saw You In My Dreams Last Night...
I SAW YOU IN MY DREAMS AGAIN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SO MANY MONTHS, AND NOW I'M RIGHT BACK WHERE I WAS
THE NIGHT THAT YOU BROKE EVERY TEENAGE VOW WE MADE
THE NIGHT THAT KILLED THE BOY THAT YOU ONCE CLAIMED TO LOVE
THE NIGHT THAT SAW ME RELAPSE ON EVERYTHING I COULD GET MY SHAKING HANDS ON,
THE NIGHT THAT SAW THOSE SAME HANDS END UP COVERED AND CRUSTED IN MY OWN FUCKING BLOOD..
I SAW YOU IN MY DREAMS AGAIN.. AND IT'S BROUGHT ME BACK TO TEARS BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH I KNOW THAT IT WAS ALL JUST IN MY HEAD,
EVERY SECOND FELT SO REAL
I SWEAR TO GXD MY TOUCHSTARVED...
THE NIGHT THAT YOU BROKE EVERY TEENAGE VOW WE MADE
THE NIGHT THAT KILLED THE BOY THAT YOU ONCE CLAIMED TO LOVE
THE NIGHT THAT SAW ME RELAPSE ON EVERYTHING I COULD GET MY SHAKING HANDS ON,
THE NIGHT THAT SAW THOSE SAME HANDS END UP COVERED AND CRUSTED IN MY OWN FUCKING BLOOD..
I SAW YOU IN MY DREAMS AGAIN.. AND IT'S BROUGHT ME BACK TO TEARS BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH I KNOW THAT IT WAS ALL JUST IN MY HEAD,
EVERY SECOND FELT SO REAL
I SWEAR TO GXD MY TOUCHSTARVED...
#anger
#emptiness
#grief
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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Glaxian
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 4:44pm
25th Jan 2025 4:44pm
Nuthin'
Nuthin'
Largely lost in lethargy
And able to act accordingly
Every energy eviscerating efficiency
Buying bleeding barnyard Barbary
Selling strings soaked in sophistry
living life like literal lunacy
candidly creating chaos casually
Making mountains move maliciously
fleeing fearless fiends for fantasy
proposing purpose pushed to periphery
every edifice eroding endlessly
End
Largely lost in lethargy
And able to act accordingly
Every energy eviscerating efficiency
Buying bleeding barnyard Barbary
Selling strings soaked in sophistry
living life like literal lunacy
candidly creating chaos casually
Making mountains move maliciously
fleeing fearless fiends for fantasy
proposing purpose pushed to periphery
every edifice eroding endlessly
End
#confusion
#emptiness
#escape #motivational
#escape #motivational
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 2:08pm
25th Jan 2025 2:08pm
All Grown Up
The calendar says I am older
The bills say I'm on my own
The children call me "ma'am"
And the old women say "my, how you've grown!"
I feel myself walking in no one's footsteps,
Yet the shoes are still too big to fill.
I've fought, and I've fought, and I've fought,
And now my bravado has brought me to a standstill.
Going through the motions
Has left me in a world of daydreams
Lala land is nice this time of year
Away from the agony of what this life means.
I've watched my childhood ambitions...
The bills say I'm on my own
The children call me "ma'am"
And the old women say "my, how you've grown!"
I feel myself walking in no one's footsteps,
Yet the shoes are still too big to fill.
I've fought, and I've fought, and I've fought,
And now my bravado has brought me to a standstill.
Going through the motions
Has left me in a world of daydreams
Lala land is nice this time of year
Away from the agony of what this life means.
I've watched my childhood ambitions...
#childhood
#depression
#emptiness
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
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PAR
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 12:00pm
25th Jan 2025 12:00pm
Walls, sheets, curtains, all white...
In the silence of the night shadows creep.
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.
The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.
The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.
Hands reach from the void,...
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.
The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.
The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.
Hands reach from the void,...
#anxiety
#apathy
#emptiness
#ghosts
#scary
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KristinaX
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 9:00pm
24th Jan 2025 9:00pm
I miss you more than you could ever know.
How much time has flown by - so much, so little.
But her memory is kept in me. I was afraid to admit...
I guess I still am, that she will never come back.
That I won't see her smile, that I won't feel her hugs.
How much she sacrificed just to bring me into this world.
She never gave up on me despite her own health.
And once I knew, would things have been different?
If she had listened to the doctors, and everyone else.
When I was a child it was so hard to take care of her.
Especially through the relapses and affects of treatment.
I...
But her memory is kept in me. I was afraid to admit...
I guess I still am, that she will never come back.
That I won't see her smile, that I won't feel her hugs.
How much she sacrificed just to bring me into this world.
She never gave up on me despite her own health.
And once I knew, would things have been different?
If she had listened to the doctors, and everyone else.
When I was a child it was so hard to take care of her.
Especially through the relapses and affects of treatment.
I...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#mother
#suffering
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jenny_way
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 7:07pm
24th Jan 2025 7:07pm
It’s ironic I’m willing to dwell in asylum
This feeling won’t leave me,
It presses harder with my footsteps.
What is it, following me ceaselessly,
Keeping me alert wherever I am?
If you ask me, I won’t give an answer.
You told me to write it down—so I started leading a diary.
Anyone would confuse my notes for a psycho’s.
It’s ironic that I’m willing
To dwell in asylum.
Because—
I worry about people who don’t deserve it.
I’m scared I’ll forever be skulking from problems.
And why do I only feel happy and free
When I daydream, walking in circles for years?
It presses harder with my footsteps.
What is it, following me ceaselessly,
Keeping me alert wherever I am?
If you ask me, I won’t give an answer.
You told me to write it down—so I started leading a diary.
Anyone would confuse my notes for a psycho’s.
It’s ironic that I’m willing
To dwell in asylum.
Because—
I worry about people who don’t deserve it.
I’m scared I’ll forever be skulking from problems.
And why do I only feel happy and free
When I daydream, walking in circles for years?
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
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56ApacheLove
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 1:12pm
24th Jan 2025 1:12pm
Abandoned Outpost
Lay me in the old abandoned house, upon tongue and groove planks, wrap me in a woolen blanket, close to the broken window, where snowflakes are visible as they gently fall...quietly fall.
Please don't let them melt upon me though, ive bore the cold long enough.
Let the Blue and Red birds visit, singing songs, keeping me company until my hunger finally eats me alive.
Please don't let them melt upon me though, ive bore the cold long enough.
Let the Blue and Red birds visit, singing songs, keeping me company until my hunger finally eats me alive.
#confusion
#emptiness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 5:22am
24th Jan 2025 5:22am
Why some just don't get it
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ Now Let's take a moment to analyze something, that has been going on way to long, to the point it hides behind close doors away from peeking eyes 👁️👁️ For example have you ever been in a relationship, that started off with good vibes and good intentions. But yet as it slowly begins to pass on through, the process of getting, to know each other. THINGS began to take, a evil turn not for the betterment of life, and the relationship but it became a living hell just to survive. What I'm saying is that...
#anger
#dark
#disappointment
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 5:08am
24th Jan 2025 5:08am
the End is Near
Lost in a cycle, a circle I mean
Fighting for survival in this dream I dream
Aggravated assault, reasons unclear
Its not my fault I'm imprisoned here
While walking I've wondered rather helplessly
Left lost I've pondered is this really me
My tainted eyes and blurried vision
The truth lies hidden in what I envisioned
Desperately I stalk, voices I hear
People that talk, complexity near ...
Fighting for survival in this dream I dream
Aggravated assault, reasons unclear
Its not my fault I'm imprisoned here
While walking I've wondered rather helplessly
Left lost I've pondered is this really me
My tainted eyes and blurried vision
The truth lies hidden in what I envisioned
Desperately I stalk, voices I hear
People that talk, complexity near ...
#emptiness
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 10:03pm
23rd Jan 2025 10:03pm
Sands of Time
When can I walk on the sands of time
Let it sift through the soul
Leaving footprints behind
For the wind to sweep away?
I fell on the sand
To have it burn me and scorch
From past regrets and remorse
Downy wings try to erupt
From leathered and weathered skin
To go up in a plume of smoke
The sands of time have no feeling
They do not judge
They are just and we must walk our path
Let it sift through the soul
Leaving footprints behind
For the wind to sweep away?
I fell on the sand
To have it burn me and scorch
From past regrets and remorse
Downy wings try to erupt
From leathered and weathered skin
To go up in a plume of smoke
The sands of time have no feeling
They do not judge
They are just and we must walk our path
#emptiness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:41am
23rd Jan 2025 00:41am
Fading into the shadows
There will come a moment in our lives that we can find ourselves, in a place that has the ability to step in your own mind. THOUGHTS and insight as it will affect you in ways, that grabs at your own thoughts and reaching, into your own subconsciousness of which there is nothing, there to see nor feel but the feel of darkness lingering in the shadows of the dark. 🌑 Yet you start to feel that you are going deeper than deep, into fading into the deepness of the shadows of the darkness. THAT it seems that there is no escaping, into deepness of the heart and spiritual soul, with it's...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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