Poems About Frustration Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about frustration seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2024 4:50am
22nd Apr 2024 4:50am
it has rained (heavy here)
it has
rained heavy
here, like
little stones
at
my windows,
i will
keep myself
boarded up,
protecting
myself, finding
a comfortable
space,
and remind
myself
there is
still
some great
beauty
even during
bad storms.
rained heavy
here, like
little stones
at
my windows,
i will
keep myself
boarded up,
protecting
myself, finding
a comfortable
space,
and remind
myself
there is
still
some great
beauty
even during
bad storms.
#disappointment
#emptiness
#frustration
#loneliness
#rejection
55 reads
13 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 7:59pm
14th Apr 2024 7:59pm
Self Sabotaging
Yes, is always her no she is back to front in all her ways. Hurt to many times with the obstacle course of love. She can’t jump high enough or be small enough to duck under the fence to meet you at the gate. Opening it always feels like it’s going to be another mistake although she hasn’t even stepped one foot in effort or belief. She just stands while everyone else has completed the challenge and on their way.
No will make nobody stay and it is a defence mechanism fought back in the day when she was torn to pieces a bit of her here and there and she never found the strength and...
No will make nobody stay and it is a defence mechanism fought back in the day when she was torn to pieces a bit of her here and there and she never found the strength and...
#anger
#regret
#frustration
#denial
#apathy
58 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 1:16pm
11th Apr 2024 1:16pm
Roar
Eating ravioli from a family-size tin can. Too much
life and reality in one fuckin' day. Root canal and a
sandwich at Subway. Lack of sleep and debauchery's
cliche, choking on an arsonist-filtered cigarette. My
Parakeet suffering from a compulsive disorder. A
pothole swallowed my SUV. Wondering which can
of Chef Boyardee I will eat tomorrow. Too much
reality in one fuckin' day. Whatever happened
to Captain Kangaroo?
life and reality in one fuckin' day. Root canal and a
sandwich at Subway. Lack of sleep and debauchery's
cliche, choking on an arsonist-filtered cigarette. My
Parakeet suffering from a compulsive disorder. A
pothole swallowed my SUV. Wondering which can
of Chef Boyardee I will eat tomorrow. Too much
reality in one fuckin' day. Whatever happened
to Captain Kangaroo?
#frustration
#despair
#emptiness
112 reads
6 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 9:06pm
10th Apr 2024 9:06pm
Moonlapse
What symptoms are you noticing?” he asks.
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
#women
#frustration
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
51 reads
4 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 9:52pm
7th Apr 2024 9:52pm
Of Irritation - NaPoWriMo 7
When I hate,
it drowns me.
To the pointed point
where only irritation remains
seeking the death of the day
blind to the light.
Eager to cut
to
the quick,
and frustratingly slow
in cooling off to calmness.
Each pulse of fury
feeds the loop
a hang noose of hatred
angrily gripped around
my neck,
suffocating in its sincerity.
Frankly
Damn it all
I cannot care for hatred;
too basic for my tastes
But still it feeds on me.
it drowns me.
To the pointed point
where only irritation remains
seeking the death of the day
blind to the light.
Eager to cut
to
the quick,
and frustratingly slow
in cooling off to calmness.
Each pulse of fury
feeds the loop
a hang noose of hatred
angrily gripped around
my neck,
suffocating in its sincerity.
Frankly
Damn it all
I cannot care for hatred;
too basic for my tastes
But still it feeds on me.
#anger
#hate
#frustration
#disappointment
#NaPoWriMo2024
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1 Comment
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 11:13pm
6th Apr 2024 11:13pm
Micro-Management
You say it’s in my best interest
Well we know that line is bullshit
But that doesn’t stop you does it
There must be something wrong with me
For you to feel the incessant need
To correct my neurodivergencies
Your implicit bias is showing
With every move you’re over-controlling
All these invisible punches that you’re throwing
You’re kindling my rage inside
Tempting fate with all your lies
Injustice blatant in my eyes
You say let’s make a plan
But then you say you can’t
Give me what I ask
...
Well we know that line is bullshit
But that doesn’t stop you does it
There must be something wrong with me
For you to feel the incessant need
To correct my neurodivergencies
Your implicit bias is showing
With every move you’re over-controlling
All these invisible punches that you’re throwing
You’re kindling my rage inside
Tempting fate with all your lies
Injustice blatant in my eyes
You say let’s make a plan
But then you say you can’t
Give me what I ask
...
#MentalHealth
#job
#NaPoWriMo2024
#frustration
#disappointment
80 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:03am
3rd Apr 2024 1:03am
young and fearless
i was once
young
and fearless,
i did
things
to my
satisfaction,
too careless
to be
beat down,
but now
so many
years
have passed,
my youth
long gone,
and i
take
my time,
i'm
a little
more cautious
these days.
young
and fearless,
i did
things
to my
satisfaction,
too careless
to be
beat down,
but now
so many
years
have passed,
my youth
long gone,
and i
take
my time,
i'm
a little
more cautious
these days.
#regret
#childhood
#frustration
#aging
#denial
69 reads
4 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 4:41pm
2nd Apr 2024 4:41pm
2003 .
She knows her heart beats to keep her alive. It also beats her up sometimes with its co defendant her mind. Both standing in the dock tethered to her and able to cause disorderly conduct without a mark on the outside. It can be a toxic combination when she fails to believe in herself and all her dreams and just lets everything slide back and not one iota of thought of what she could be . It’s a destructive behaviour pattern and breaks more than it mends. The broken pieces just multiply and sharpen its claws.
Her heart and mind are the mischievous sort and will cause a right song...
Her heart and mind are the mischievous sort and will cause a right song...
#sadness
#regret
#rejection
#frustration
#despair
50 reads
0 Comments
Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 2:35am
2nd Apr 2024 2:35am
The Book of Death
The Book of Death
My grandma left a book for me
The day before she died
She said that it was magical
To write my dreams inside
The book was brown and leather
It looked old and kinda worn
But inside all the pages blank
Outside a sketch forlorn
A skull with tears, a sense of fear
Symbols of the occult
Demonic signs, this book of mine
Ignoring them, my fault
My grandma didn’t know me well
Well not what I went through
The secrets I kept to myself
I lied about the truth
...
My grandma left a book for me
The day before she died
She said that it was magical
To write my dreams inside
The book was brown and leather
It looked old and kinda worn
But inside all the pages blank
Outside a sketch forlorn
A skull with tears, a sense of fear
Symbols of the occult
Demonic signs, this book of mine
Ignoring them, my fault
My grandma didn’t know me well
Well not what I went through
The secrets I kept to myself
I lied about the truth
...
#anger
#grief
#dark
#death
#frustration
70 reads
2 Comments
LobsterMaster
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 00:26am
28th Mar 2024 00:26am
Interview
Flower, first of spring,
Standing in solidarity.
Alone atop a hill,
Quite an irregularity.
Microphone and camera,
Chart for recording.
This flower has stories to tell,
Why and who and how and when and I become a shell
As I want more.
Silence.
I press,
Silence.
I stress,
Silence.
Cry and shout
And scream and pout
And still silence from the flower.
Is it mad?
Is it insane?
All I am asking are simple questions
And the flower returns my exasperation
With no...
Standing in solidarity.
Alone atop a hill,
Quite an irregularity.
Microphone and camera,
Chart for recording.
This flower has stories to tell,
Why and who and how and when and I become a shell
As I want more.
Silence.
I press,
Silence.
I stress,
Silence.
Cry and shout
And scream and pout
And still silence from the flower.
Is it mad?
Is it insane?
All I am asking are simple questions
And the flower returns my exasperation
With no...
#regret
#frustration
68 reads
2 Comments
I_was_rare_once
Frododile
Frododile
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 6:56am
27th Mar 2024 6:56am
#26
Night has fallen,
I wait for sound.
I hear just the ocean,
These sounds surround.
The waves of feeling Crash all around.
My problem,
Lies in the deep.
-
exploitation is, Where emotion lives
Make them do.
Make them say.
No thoughts engage.
Don't let it slip out.
If you run hard,
If you run far,
I could say all is well and feel like you are on my side.
Don't let it slip out,
Just trust me I know.
-
Just like the fallen,
I make no sound.
My fear's an ocean-
Of unreal per-portions, ...
I wait for sound.
I hear just the ocean,
These sounds surround.
The waves of feeling Crash all around.
My problem,
Lies in the deep.
-
exploitation is, Where emotion lives
Make them do.
Make them say.
No thoughts engage.
Don't let it slip out.
If you run hard,
If you run far,
I could say all is well and feel like you are on my side.
Don't let it slip out,
Just trust me I know.
-
Just like the fallen,
I make no sound.
My fear's an ocean-
Of unreal per-portions, ...
#loneliness
#conflict
#frustration
#confusion
#manipulation
78 reads
2 Comments
Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 1:17am
27th Mar 2024 1:17am
Secrets
We all have our secrets
Regrets? Just a few
This tale’s of the horror
Of what secrets can do
About 30 years ago
It seems like yesterday
I had to keep a secret
Or my family’d go away
I know I was a kid then
I knew that it was wrong
I knew that keeping my mouth shut
Wouldn’t last for very long
Back then I was so naive
I believed so many lies
In time though I forgot
For me better and oh so wise
Their words now they just haunt me
So many lies I had to keep
For some reason my...
Regrets? Just a few
This tale’s of the horror
Of what secrets can do
About 30 years ago
It seems like yesterday
I had to keep a secret
Or my family’d go away
I know I was a kid then
I knew that it was wrong
I knew that keeping my mouth shut
Wouldn’t last for very long
Back then I was so naive
I believed so many lies
In time though I forgot
For me better and oh so wise
Their words now they just haunt me
So many lies I had to keep
For some reason my...
#anger
#dark
#secrets
#shame
#frustration
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1 Comment
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