Poems about Fear
#fear
Poems about fear, here you'll find poetry about struggling to overcome fear. Poems about what scares us, and how we confront those fears. A range of poems about all aspects of fear, from being completely overwhelmed by irrational fears, to growing and learning by facing our deepest, darkest fears.
Haunted Waves
The sun is drowned
and the ocean
swallows my words
spitting them back with a roar
No cheery hearth tonight
only a cold gray vigil
and tired eyes
straining for a shore
while phantoms stalk the deep
the ghosts of sailors lost
whispering curses in our wake
I have no business here
What I would give
for a light
and the ocean
swallows my words
spitting them back with a roar
No cheery hearth tonight
only a cold gray vigil
and tired eyes
straining for a shore
while phantoms stalk the deep
the ghosts of sailors lost
whispering curses in our wake
I have no business here
What I would give
for a light
#sea
#fear
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Fear of Calm
I feel like
I am simply not
Allowed to be calm
Wow I feel
A poem coming on
One instance is all it takes
Before rising to panic
Once again
Then leads to anxiety
Overthought of thoughts
I have no clue
What to do
With myself
Panicking much alone
Panicking more than I show
Stricken with confusion
Always asking
How do I make it out of this illusion
Already knowing the answers
Not wanting to believe
That this is MY reality
Always having the afterthought
That I always knew
In...
I am simply not
Allowed to be calm
Wow I feel
A poem coming on
One instance is all it takes
Before rising to panic
Once again
Then leads to anxiety
Overthought of thoughts
I have no clue
What to do
With myself
Panicking much alone
Panicking more than I show
Stricken with confusion
Always asking
How do I make it out of this illusion
Already knowing the answers
Not wanting to believe
That this is MY reality
Always having the afterthought
That I always knew
In...
#anxiety
#confusion
#apathy #fear
#apathy #fear
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The ways of the game
There was the gentle breeze
A superb day to enjoy a walk in this grand parc
And a business collegue to meet
Well, as it turned out, a rather cold drift
At the back of the neck
As he noticed the body hanging from the tree
The fellow should not have fooled with the wrong type
But then, he was also of the wrong type
And, from the start, he knew the rules.
Perhaps the collogue wanted to make a stronger point
As he took out his .45 and hit the dead body with a few slugs
Then aimed it at the now very pale face of the visitor. ...
A superb day to enjoy a walk in this grand parc
And a business collegue to meet
Well, as it turned out, a rather cold drift
At the back of the neck
As he noticed the body hanging from the tree
The fellow should not have fooled with the wrong type
But then, he was also of the wrong type
And, from the start, he knew the rules.
Perhaps the collogue wanted to make a stronger point
As he took out his .45 and hit the dead body with a few slugs
Then aimed it at the now very pale face of the visitor. ...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
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a sentimental moment
A sentimental moment
After seeing a movie about an adopted child by a wealthy family
it was pure fantasy well done and in tears of joy
For me, it was a vulnerable moment; I wondered why didn’t
became a father.
I sat dreaming that there was a knock on my door and a person
that looked familiar and said: I’m your child.
Aghast, I would take a step backwards, sit down, overwhelmed
that I, in my old days, should finally be a father.
Then, my sceptical mind kicks in; is this person here?
An extra mouth to fill; if it is a...
After seeing a movie about an adopted child by a wealthy family
it was pure fantasy well done and in tears of joy
For me, it was a vulnerable moment; I wondered why didn’t
became a father.
I sat dreaming that there was a knock on my door and a person
that looked familiar and said: I’m your child.
Aghast, I would take a step backwards, sit down, overwhelmed
that I, in my old days, should finally be a father.
Then, my sceptical mind kicks in; is this person here?
An extra mouth to fill; if it is a...
#hate
#grief
#heartbroken
#greed
#fear
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Conquer and Heal
As a child
Hating to focus
Focus on myself
Anything was better
Better than that...
Why should I?
Focus on my self
Focus on my health
Focus on my wealth
Receiving answers
Not really hearing
Neglecting
What makes me
Me
At the core of my being
Shaking
Body aching
Rejecting
Cause of the thoughts
I keep injecting
Fighting
A never ending battle
With self
Fearing
It'll be too late
To save
My own health
Mind in chaos
Just breathe
Breathe in ...
Hating to focus
Focus on myself
Anything was better
Better than that...
Why should I?
Focus on my self
Focus on my health
Focus on my wealth
Receiving answers
Not really hearing
Neglecting
What makes me
Me
At the core of my being
Shaking
Body aching
Rejecting
Cause of the thoughts
I keep injecting
Fighting
A never ending battle
With self
Fearing
It'll be too late
To save
My own health
Mind in chaos
Just breathe
Breathe in ...
#anxiety
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #fear
#SelfDiscovery #fear
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The Building.
You see,don't ya?
That's the building we got 2 go in!
Oh well,
Oh well,
A scene of
well of water.
Fight the fear.
We gotta go in.
©Wired6. 31/3/2023
That's the building we got 2 go in!
Oh well,
Oh well,
A scene of
well of water.
Fight the fear.
We gotta go in.
©Wired6. 31/3/2023
#anxiety
#dark
#confusion #fear
#confusion #fear
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Haunted house
Haunted house
You climb through the broken window8, the smell of dampness is everywhere, they say this house is haunted but you don't believe or even care
Darkness surrounds you, you can only see where your flash light lands, you feel kinda funny as the hair stands up on the back of your shaking hands
You move down the hallway, you make your way through every room, you begin to feel a presence, like some impending doom
You then hear a soft whisper, or was just wind passing by your ear, no you sure it said a sentence, you begin to feel real fear ...
You climb through the broken window8, the smell of dampness is everywhere, they say this house is haunted but you don't believe or even care
Darkness surrounds you, you can only see where your flash light lands, you feel kinda funny as the hair stands up on the back of your shaking hands
You move down the hallway, you make your way through every room, you begin to feel a presence, like some impending doom
You then hear a soft whisper, or was just wind passing by your ear, no you sure it said a sentence, you begin to feel real fear ...
#anxiety
#dark
#ghosts #fear
#ghosts #fear
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Broken Friendship or just Anxiety?
I really thought I knew you
I thought you were my friend
but then you started acting
like I'd managed to offend
You gave me too much Distance
You made me feel alone
I felt this chasm open
and I don't think it will close
My mind descends to darkness
My heart is in my throat
My fear comes to the forefront
I was simply a footnote.
I thought you were my friend
but then you started acting
like I'd managed to offend
You gave me too much Distance
You made me feel alone
I felt this chasm open
and I don't think it will close
My mind descends to darkness
My heart is in my throat
My fear comes to the forefront
I was simply a footnote.
#sadness
#anxiety
#fear
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TWO RUCKSACKS
I am trippin over myself. I’m backed into
a corner not by myself with all these feelings
and no matter how hard I try I can’t just
skip over them . I’m losing and gaining a
part of myself . I’m going crazy trying to
stop myself and go at the same time . If
I hadn’t been hijacked by fear many moons
ago I would be moving by now . I’m kinda
carrying two ruck sacks on my back and it’s
always the past one that grabs me by the
throat it’s the pain and hurt that screams
It’s a stop sign . Don’t move and I wait
while I shake...
a corner not by myself with all these feelings
and no matter how hard I try I can’t just
skip over them . I’m losing and gaining a
part of myself . I’m going crazy trying to
stop myself and go at the same time . If
I hadn’t been hijacked by fear many moons
ago I would be moving by now . I’m kinda
carrying two ruck sacks on my back and it’s
always the past one that grabs me by the
throat it’s the pain and hurt that screams
It’s a stop sign . Don’t move and I wait
while I shake...
#sadness
#anxiety
#confusion
#disappointment
#fear
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All through the night.
The stubborn man wouldn't accept his encompassing fate. Terrified of it.
After a frightening flight of fight,all through the night.
He relented with each breath.
He held the stubborn man in his arms.
Kissed his cheeks.
Stubborn man looked up at him and said.
"I'm going to see my mummy. I've missed her."
© CandyFlossMonet. March 2023
After a frightening flight of fight,all through the night.
He relented with each breath.
He held the stubborn man in his arms.
Kissed his cheeks.
Stubborn man looked up at him and said.
"I'm going to see my mummy. I've missed her."
© CandyFlossMonet. March 2023
#sadness
#despair
#suffering
#emotional
#fear
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The Clock
When I think of death
-a sharp, shiny blade-
I start to shrink,
trying to make myself
smaller and smaller,
too insignificant to kill.
Still, he will come for me
-pale, bony hands-
with the same precision
he used on my father
while a cloud of morphine
obscured his eyes.
This certainty saddens me:
all of this turned into nothing,
not even a mound of dust
redolent of life's vigor,
not even the shadow
of a candle!
Is a soft, numb passage
into that silent...
-a sharp, shiny blade-
I start to shrink,
trying to make myself
smaller and smaller,
too insignificant to kill.
Still, he will come for me
-pale, bony hands-
with the same precision
he used on my father
while a cloud of morphine
obscured his eyes.
This certainty saddens me:
all of this turned into nothing,
not even a mound of dust
redolent of life's vigor,
not even the shadow
of a candle!
Is a soft, numb passage
into that silent...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#despair
#fear
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The Electric Chair
The guilt consumes me
But it's not my crime
Some force controls my fate
Leads me to my death in time
The air's electric charged
As I'm strapped into the chair
Death's hands close around my throat
This can't be happening to me
Who are you to play God
Judge me and take my soul?
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame
The sign awaits me now
The switch of doom and death
The end of my existence
From the beginning of my birth
Sweat pours down...
But it's not my crime
Some force controls my fate
Leads me to my death in time
The air's electric charged
As I'm strapped into the chair
Death's hands close around my throat
This can't be happening to me
Who are you to play God
Judge me and take my soul?
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame
The sign awaits me now
The switch of doom and death
The end of my existence
From the beginning of my birth
Sweat pours down...
#dark
#evil
#scary
#fear
#horror
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