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.
Perpetual Heartbreak
A heart, that breaks, perpetually.
Always engaged in a solitary trust fall.
Hope begins to feel like jagged pavement, across the back.
The whole body, could just as well sever....
With fragments scattered, along this merry path.
Always engaged in a solitary trust fall.
Hope begins to feel like jagged pavement, across the back.
The whole body, could just as well sever....
With fragments scattered, along this merry path.
#dark
#despair
#frustration
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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People on the Take .
I have been taken for a fool so
many times . That's is what happens
when you are too kind and caring.
Some would say a people pleaser.
Now though it has made me reflect
I want to not let my anger set in
because I will be the only person
who will suffer . I am not a victim
I was too much of a trusting human
a bit of a day dream believer
which made me a tool for giving
away to much . To people who quite
frankly didn’t give two fucks .
I was more of a hippy love peace
and all that shenanigans, it doesn’t
work ....
many times . That's is what happens
when you are too kind and caring.
Some would say a people pleaser.
Now though it has made me reflect
I want to not let my anger set in
because I will be the only person
who will suffer . I am not a victim
I was too much of a trusting human
a bit of a day dream believer
which made me a tool for giving
away to much . To people who quite
frankly didn’t give two fucks .
I was more of a hippy love peace
and all that shenanigans, it doesn’t
work ....
#apathy
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#frustration
#sadness
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The Body of Aphrodite
#frustration
#heartbroken
#sadness
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I'm not trash
I am something you used to own.
Once living in your home.
I used to brighten up your day.
Until you decided to throw me away.
So, everything works according to plan?
Then how did I end up in a garbage can?
Once living in your home.
I used to brighten up your day.
Until you decided to throw me away.
So, everything works according to plan?
Then how did I end up in a garbage can?
#anger
#frustration
#heartbroken
#sadness
#shame
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Permission to State my Case
Am I allowed to survive?
To be here,
Alone or with another.
Am I allowed to die?
To be somewhere you cannot see,
Or hear,
Or imagine.
Am I allowed to hurt?
I am shaped of blood,
But so are you.
Are you?
Are you?
Are you?
The rising,
Up to the clouds,
And out the front door.
I cannot see past the screen.
Am I allowed to leave?
To be there,
Away from where I have been.
To be safe,
And feel it too.
I’m happy.
Aren’t I?
Can I be?
Am I allowed?
Am I allowed? ...
To be here,
Alone or with another.
Am I allowed to die?
To be somewhere you cannot see,
Or hear,
Or imagine.
Am I allowed to hurt?
I am shaped of blood,
But so are you.
Are you?
Are you?
Are you?
The rising,
Up to the clouds,
And out the front door.
I cannot see past the screen.
Am I allowed to leave?
To be there,
Away from where I have been.
To be safe,
And feel it too.
I’m happy.
Aren’t I?
Can I be?
Am I allowed?
Am I allowed? ...
#anger
#frustration
#MentalHealth
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Forever
#dark
#emptiness
#frustration
#grief
#heartbroken
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Funny Little Guy
Slitted eyes
And poisonous green tears
Suffering in style you say
But
All I see is suffering in suffering in suffering
And I see how much
I fucking hate them.
And I hate you
And you
And. You
You. You
you
how dare you take someone’s malfunctioning heart
and eat it raw
like it is just a piece of fruit
that you deserve
but you don’t.
And poisonous green tears
Suffering in style you say
But
All I see is suffering in suffering in suffering
And I see how much
I fucking hate them.
And I hate you
And you
And. You
You. You
you
how dare you take someone’s malfunctioning heart
and eat it raw
like it is just a piece of fruit
that you deserve
but you don’t.
#anger
#frustration
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Empty
I still remember a 20 pound weight on his floor
and smiling
and weakly saying, "Yeah, I couldn't even lift that."
I'm supposed to be impressed,
and maybe I am a little.
But nah, not really.
It's all just empty.
You have a nice car?
You have a nice house?
You have a nice body?
Hm, that's nice.
Next.
The world is swirling around,
like a merry go round,
and all I wonder is
when the happy mask will fall off
and when the happy mask salesman will go,
"You've met with a terrible fate,...
and smiling
and weakly saying, "Yeah, I couldn't even lift that."
I'm supposed to be impressed,
and maybe I am a little.
But nah, not really.
It's all just empty.
You have a nice car?
You have a nice house?
You have a nice body?
Hm, that's nice.
Next.
The world is swirling around,
like a merry go round,
and all I wonder is
when the happy mask will fall off
and when the happy mask salesman will go,
"You've met with a terrible fate,...
#boredom
#frustration
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
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Expectations
I love nature
The birds, the trees
The wild and the green
I love observing it
And taking shots of it
With my camera
Which makes a perfect picture
Where time stands still
I love writing and reading
How the words take meaning
How they make me feel things
A new reality
In each and every story
Wanting to convey a message
And make a statement
But these are things
I shall not pursue
Since money
Isn't much earned
From pursuing such inclinations
My mother told me
You should study...
The birds, the trees
The wild and the green
I love observing it
And taking shots of it
With my camera
Which makes a perfect picture
Where time stands still
I love writing and reading
How the words take meaning
How they make me feel things
A new reality
In each and every story
Wanting to convey a message
And make a statement
But these are things
I shall not pursue
Since money
Isn't much earned
From pursuing such inclinations
My mother told me
You should study...
#acceptance
#dreams
#frustration #sadness
#frustration #sadness
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Mother
A mom I wanted you to be
But a mom I would never see
To Comb my hair
And always be there
A mom to chase away my nightmare
Someone to look up too
But that could never be you
Instead
For you gave me fear
Fear that strange men would appear
Fear of when the bruises would subside
But some bruises never heal because there inside
Fear of hungers release
Fear of being a theif
Fear that never decreased
Fear of others believe
Fear of what others would do
Fear you wouldn't get up from that bottles glue
A mom I...
But a mom I would never see
To Comb my hair
And always be there
A mom to chase away my nightmare
Someone to look up too
But that could never be you
Instead
For you gave me fear
Fear that strange men would appear
Fear of when the bruises would subside
But some bruises never heal because there inside
Fear of hungers release
Fear of being a theif
Fear that never decreased
Fear of others believe
Fear of what others would do
Fear you wouldn't get up from that bottles glue
A mom I...
#anger
#fear
#frustration
#sadness
#shame
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Uncertainty of What’s Real
I wake up to the aching, a dull, relentless throb,
Is it the pain that’s real, or just my mind’s cruel job?
Each pulse, each sharp reminder, it grips me from within,
But is it truth I’m feeling, or just the place I’ve been?
The bottle sits beside me, its answers clear and close,
But every time I reach for it, I wonder if I’m lost.
Is this the hurt I think it is, or just another game?
I’ve danced this line so many times, I'm starting to forget my name.
The pain, it feels like fire, but am I fanning flames?
Or am I...
Is it the pain that’s real, or just my mind’s cruel job?
Each pulse, each sharp reminder, it grips me from within,
But is it truth I’m feeling, or just the place I’ve been?
The bottle sits beside me, its answers clear and close,
But every time I reach for it, I wonder if I’m lost.
Is this the hurt I think it is, or just another game?
I’ve danced this line so many times, I'm starting to forget my name.
The pain, it feels like fire, but am I fanning flames?
Or am I...
#anxiety
#apathy
#confusion
#emptiness
#frustration
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The Art of Becoming Who I'm Not
I've mastered the art of mimicry,
Bending and twisting, so you'd see
The person you want, not who I am,
A reflection caught in someone else’s plan.
I wear the masks you’ve tailored tight,
Changing my colours in your light.
But the weight of this act has grown too vast—
I’ve lost myself in shadows cast.
You think you know me, but it's a lie,
A crafted version built to satisfy.
I shape-shift, I mold, I rearrange,
A puzzle of fragments that feel so strange.
In your eyes, I’m whole, I’m sound, ...
Bending and twisting, so you'd see
The person you want, not who I am,
A reflection caught in someone else’s plan.
I wear the masks you’ve tailored tight,
Changing my colours in your light.
But the weight of this act has grown too vast—
I’ve lost myself in shadows cast.
You think you know me, but it's a lie,
A crafted version built to satisfy.
I shape-shift, I mold, I rearrange,
A puzzle of fragments that feel so strange.
In your eyes, I’m whole, I’m sound, ...
#confusion
#frustration
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#sadness
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