Poems about Loneliness
#loneliness
Poetry about loneliness and solitude. These poems are about being lonely and feeling isolated. They are often melancholy, and offer a bleak look into the lives of those feeling alone in the world.
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The Demon's Have Come To Play
The Demon's Have Come To Play
This feeling of despair and loneliness, how did I get here I can't see the light, everyone says oh that's just a bunch of foolishness, but no one seems to know the demon's I fight.
Try to put on a fake smile when I'm really dying inside, the demon's have shown their faces again, they taunt me daring me to find a place to hide, they are forever with me hiding deep within.
Constantly living life from day to day, people all around me but feeling as if I'm on this earth all alone, forever thinking I'm always in the way, living life...
This feeling of despair and loneliness, how did I get here I can't see the light, everyone says oh that's just a bunch of foolishness, but no one seems to know the demon's I fight.
Try to put on a fake smile when I'm really dying inside, the demon's have shown their faces again, they taunt me daring me to find a place to hide, they are forever with me hiding deep within.
Constantly living life from day to day, people all around me but feeling as if I'm on this earth all alone, forever thinking I'm always in the way, living life...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#despair
#emptiness
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Ashamed
God I feel ashamed, I tainted your name
After everything you did, Lord I can’t change
You gave your blood, you died for me
I don’t deserve your love but you still give it to me
All I’m asking for is your mercy
I just pray you watch over me
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord my soul to keep
At the end of the day I’m crackin’
I just hope it’s not too late for me
I feel your blood on my satin sheets
It’s 2020 and I done lost all my faith you see
But I can’t take no more, I’m coming back
What I lack in the book, I pack in...
After everything you did, Lord I can’t change
You gave your blood, you died for me
I don’t deserve your love but you still give it to me
All I’m asking for is your mercy
I just pray you watch over me
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord my soul to keep
At the end of the day I’m crackin’
I just hope it’s not too late for me
I feel your blood on my satin sheets
It’s 2020 and I done lost all my faith you see
But I can’t take no more, I’m coming back
What I lack in the book, I pack in...
#loneliness
#death
#religion
#Christian
#shame
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Hostage
A lot of pain built up
I don’t wanna feel your love
I just want to fuck
Late Night Day creeping
Just the two of us
Fuss and fighting all evening
Tired of feeling love
Thought you said you loved me
I just call your bluff
I feel like your hostage
I’m not good enough
It’s been a rough 2 days
Tryna clear it up
All we do is argue
Gave my feelings up
I’m tired of feeling this hurt
I’m tired of not being heard
All my feelings pent up
This shit is fucking absurd
You done lost your mind
You done lost...
I don’t wanna feel your love
I just want to fuck
Late Night Day creeping
Just the two of us
Fuss and fighting all evening
Tired of feeling love
Thought you said you loved me
I just call your bluff
I feel like your hostage
I’m not good enough
It’s been a rough 2 days
Tryna clear it up
All we do is argue
Gave my feelings up
I’m tired of feeling this hurt
I’m tired of not being heard
All my feelings pent up
This shit is fucking absurd
You done lost your mind
You done lost...
#anger
#loneliness
#dark
#heartbroken
#betrayal
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sun stripes on a dark night
I used to savor those moments,
side by side as the morning waned,
casting a silhouette of the wooden blinds
across your back. My eyes tracing the stripes
of shadow and sunlight
remind me that opposites are nothing without each other.
I wanted to preserve every second; hoarding them
in every space I could find between my cells like a thick, sweet syrup
waiting for it’s time to coat the tastebuds of
the next victim of indulgence, for nights
like these when I can feel the cool air scraping
against my shoulders once shielded by...
side by side as the morning waned,
casting a silhouette of the wooden blinds
across your back. My eyes tracing the stripes
of shadow and sunlight
remind me that opposites are nothing without each other.
I wanted to preserve every second; hoarding them
in every space I could find between my cells like a thick, sweet syrup
waiting for it’s time to coat the tastebuds of
the next victim of indulgence, for nights
like these when I can feel the cool air scraping
against my shoulders once shielded by...
#loneliness
#beauty
#morning
#nostalgia
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Shadows Of Death-with TrueLover
Taking me beneath twilight's wing
Angels walk past me as I'm drowning in sorrow
As my faith dissipates
Turning to the demons for the strength I can borrow
To stone orchards that are lonely
Choking me in the shadows of death
So that I cannot weep
Lighting me up like an electric eel
There are no marks but the pain is real
Drowning in sorrows this bag of bones
Cupping my hands around my face
So that I can see the dark.
Angels walk past me as I'm drowning in sorrow
As my faith dissipates
Turning to the demons for the strength I can borrow
To stone orchards that are lonely
Choking me in the shadows of death
So that I cannot weep
Lighting me up like an electric eel
There are no marks but the pain is real
Drowning in sorrows this bag of bones
Cupping my hands around my face
So that I can see the dark.
#loneliness
#dark
#gothic #collaboration
#gothic #collaboration
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My Sweetest Friend is My Enemy
When I was little I called my anger a beast
A beast that lived inside my chest and
Clawed within my veins and throat
I used to picture myself caging her within my ribs
At one point I looked closer and what looked back at me
Wasn't a beast at all, but myself
My rage, anger, spite has created my foundation
I worry often on whether I am a bad person or not
Because my anger is threaded throughout my being
I can't seem to set a can down without slamming it
I can't even embroider without imagining it is my skin or theirs
I don't know if I would...
A beast that lived inside my chest and
Clawed within my veins and throat
I used to picture myself caging her within my ribs
At one point I looked closer and what looked back at me
Wasn't a beast at all, but myself
My rage, anger, spite has created my foundation
I worry often on whether I am a bad person or not
Because my anger is threaded throughout my being
I can't seem to set a can down without slamming it
I can't even embroider without imagining it is my skin or theirs
I don't know if I would...
#anger
#hate
#loneliness
#frustration
#fear
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Autumn of the Heart
One by one, my wishes and dreams,
my silly little plans, all my endless schemes
Turn brittle and brown and fall to the ground,
blown by the wind and scattered around
As my spirit grows ever colder
If ever I had a life to live,
If ever I had a love to give,
It’s only a mirage that taunts,
promise broken and left to rot
As my soul grows ever colder
I long to disappear like the sun in the west,
find the end of the road and my measure of rest
My footsteps would fade like the morning fog
I was never here, no...
my silly little plans, all my endless schemes
Turn brittle and brown and fall to the ground,
blown by the wind and scattered around
As my spirit grows ever colder
If ever I had a life to live,
If ever I had a love to give,
It’s only a mirage that taunts,
promise broken and left to rot
As my soul grows ever colder
I long to disappear like the sun in the west,
find the end of the road and my measure of rest
My footsteps would fade like the morning fog
I was never here, no...
#depression
#loneliness
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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Shit mum
A mother's love
Should always be,
So why did you say
You hated me.
I Sat on the bench
With tears in my eyes,
All I could see
was Froth at your mouth.
The anger you'd spew
Upon that young boy,
Just seemed to grow
Like a rolling snowball,
Now as a man
Still wondering why
You made that poor boy
Quiver and cry.
Lack of emotions
Has bode well
Maybe I'll cry again.
When you go rot in hell.
Should always be,
So why did you say
You hated me.
I Sat on the bench
With tears in my eyes,
All I could see
was Froth at your mouth.
The anger you'd spew
Upon that young boy,
Just seemed to grow
Like a rolling snowball,
Now as a man
Still wondering why
You made that poor boy
Quiver and cry.
Lack of emotions
Has bode well
Maybe I'll cry again.
When you go rot in hell.
#loneliness
#rejection
#mother #childhood
#mother #childhood
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Empty Bed
From pigtails to ponytails
braids to buns
princess wishes to teenage dreams
plastic tiaras to prom dresses
skinned knees to scuffed hearts
From a little girl dancing in your shadow
to a young lady mourning a mothers love from a heart that still beat but was never to be seen
haunted by the empty space at the foot of the bed
where the ghost that diminished her worth sat in your place instead
You never warned her about boys like him
never convinced her she was too good for them
No wisdom wrapped warnings to reel in a wild...
braids to buns
princess wishes to teenage dreams
plastic tiaras to prom dresses
skinned knees to scuffed hearts
From a little girl dancing in your shadow
to a young lady mourning a mothers love from a heart that still beat but was never to be seen
haunted by the empty space at the foot of the bed
where the ghost that diminished her worth sat in your place instead
You never warned her about boys like him
never convinced her she was too good for them
No wisdom wrapped warnings to reel in a wild...
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#despair #emptiness
#despair #emptiness
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Heavenly
He still calls me his Angel,
as if my wings hadn't been torn off
the very moment I met him.
Tattered.
But stitched back together.
Woven deep within the promises
of magic and eternity.
Heaven.
A place he thinks I seek.
Oblivious to the heartwrenching fact
that I'd found it in his eyes.
as if my wings hadn't been torn off
the very moment I met him.
Tattered.
But stitched back together.
Woven deep within the promises
of magic and eternity.
Heaven.
A place he thinks I seek.
Oblivious to the heartwrenching fact
that I'd found it in his eyes.
#love
#loneliness
#fate
#IMissYou
#separation
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genuine in deed and isolation (a bird's eye view)
I found a little bird
that fell so far
from it's warm nesting place
O' the darkened comfort
of an only known
safe home
isolated
on a ground
of bitter cold
swallowed whole
in the mouth
of nature's unrepentant
icy unregretful role
a panicked flutter
of unstructured wings
a squawking strain
squeezing from premature lungs
jagged single tears
sliding into
all that obvious fear
petrified in willful pretending
heart, visually slamming
hopeless
of...
that fell so far
from it's warm nesting place
O' the darkened comfort
of an only known
safe home
isolated
on a ground
of bitter cold
swallowed whole
in the mouth
of nature's unrepentant
icy unregretful role
a panicked flutter
of unstructured wings
a squawking strain
squeezing from premature lungs
jagged single tears
sliding into
all that obvious fear
petrified in willful pretending
heart, visually slamming
hopeless
of...
#loneliness
#emptiness
#emotional
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bleed
I hate the thought of you
jagged of soul...reaching for the razor
to cut off the rough edges
leave them alone
bleed your feelings
I will cauterize your heart
I'm a burn out
twenty watt light bulb
a black light
only demons are attracted to my flame
sigh, I defame myself
guttural intentions see me through most of the time
leave your sores alone
seared, it will only burn for a while
your afflictions speak a language all their own
they talk to me and let me know you
you speak expletives to the heart...
jagged of soul...reaching for the razor
to cut off the rough edges
leave them alone
bleed your feelings
I will cauterize your heart
I'm a burn out
twenty watt light bulb
a black light
only demons are attracted to my flame
sigh, I defame myself
guttural intentions see me through most of the time
leave your sores alone
seared, it will only burn for a while
your afflictions speak a language all their own
they talk to me and let me know you
you speak expletives to the heart...
#loneliness
#dark
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DU Poetry : Poems about Loneliness