Poems About Loneliness Seeking Friendly Advice
#loneliness
Poems about loneliness seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:07am
8th Feb 2025 3:07am
Maps to the Stars
The days were always bustling, somehow sadly beautiful. The sky an impossible blue, filled with fat marshmallows of clouds. Dotted by the occasional, pregnant gray.
People were always jumping into cars, leaving. Life was happening, and there was no time. Soon the parking lot grew quiet, empty and sullen. The grayest mouth, without teeth.
We couldn't keep the houses clean. There were too many signs of our existence, too many polka dot dresses and dishes, too many burger wrappers and baby toys. The strange yet beautiful dots on the map we left behind. Like stars....
People were always jumping into cars, leaving. Life was happening, and there was no time. Soon the parking lot grew quiet, empty and sullen. The grayest mouth, without teeth.
We couldn't keep the houses clean. There were too many signs of our existence, too many polka dot dresses and dishes, too many burger wrappers and baby toys. The strange yet beautiful dots on the map we left behind. Like stars....
#loneliness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
Let Me In...
I see you there,
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 5:22am
7th Feb 2025 5:22am
Sanctuary
You move like a hymn I have forgotten,
half-remembered prayers slipping through my teeth.
There is silence where your name used to be,
a hollow space where devotion once bloomed.
I kneel in the ruin of what we were,
palms open, waiting for rain—
but the sky does not answer,
and neither do you.
Was I a temple you abandoned,
or a ghost you let haunt the walls?
Somewhere, your voice is still echoing,
soft as a tide that never comes back.
I swore I’d leave, I swore I’d burn it all down,
but your shadow is stitched...
half-remembered prayers slipping through my teeth.
There is silence where your name used to be,
a hollow space where devotion once bloomed.
I kneel in the ruin of what we were,
palms open, waiting for rain—
but the sky does not answer,
and neither do you.
Was I a temple you abandoned,
or a ghost you let haunt the walls?
Somewhere, your voice is still echoing,
soft as a tide that never comes back.
I swore I’d leave, I swore I’d burn it all down,
but your shadow is stitched...
#abuse
#dark
#emptiness
#hurt
#loneliness
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Maple666
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 00:29am
7th Feb 2025 00:29am
FLOOD GATE.
SOMETIMES THE SADNESS IS LIKE A
FLOOD GATE . ONCE IT IS OPEN
EVERYTHING IS DECIMATED WITH THIS ACHE .
IT IS A TIDAL WAVE RUSHING IN TO FILL
UP THE CRACKS AND YOU ARE SOAKED.
YOU ARE COLD TOO AND YOU SHAKE .
THAT IS WHAT GRIEF CAN DO IT TAKES
YOU BY SURPRISE AND WITH A
FEROCITY THAT BITES THROUGH
BONES AND EVERY SINEW OF YOU
AND YOU WAIT QUIETLY FOR YOUR
INSIDES NOT TO BREAK .
AND YOU BITE DOWN HARD ON YOUR LIP TO STIFLE THE CRY OF FEELINGS YOU DON'T LIKE • YOU PRAY FOR A MIRACLE THAT YOU ARE IN CHARGE OF EVERY...
FLOOD GATE . ONCE IT IS OPEN
EVERYTHING IS DECIMATED WITH THIS ACHE .
IT IS A TIDAL WAVE RUSHING IN TO FILL
UP THE CRACKS AND YOU ARE SOAKED.
YOU ARE COLD TOO AND YOU SHAKE .
THAT IS WHAT GRIEF CAN DO IT TAKES
YOU BY SURPRISE AND WITH A
FEROCITY THAT BITES THROUGH
BONES AND EVERY SINEW OF YOU
AND YOU WAIT QUIETLY FOR YOUR
INSIDES NOT TO BREAK .
AND YOU BITE DOWN HARD ON YOUR LIP TO STIFLE THE CRY OF FEELINGS YOU DON'T LIKE • YOU PRAY FOR A MIRACLE THAT YOU ARE IN CHARGE OF EVERY...
#death
#grief
#LifeCycle
#loneliness
#nostalgia
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:53am
6th Feb 2025 11:53am
when the stars speak
Breathe
Speak
You can't take it back now
Whisper your secrets
through this midnight air
I'll look for your words
in the stars
when the storms
stop raging
I scryed the future
and saw you standing there
like a fever dream
or a drug overdose
you're the zen between
the panic attacks
you're the exhale of smoke
from frenzied lungs
you're the lucid drop
before I fall sleep
You're not real
and nothing has ever
been more real than you
I break the world...
Speak
You can't take it back now
Whisper your secrets
through this midnight air
I'll look for your words
in the stars
when the storms
stop raging
I scryed the future
and saw you standing there
like a fever dream
or a drug overdose
you're the zen between
the panic attacks
you're the exhale of smoke
from frenzied lungs
you're the lucid drop
before I fall sleep
You're not real
and nothing has ever
been more real than you
I break the world...
#confusion
#despair
#hope #loneliness
#hope #loneliness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
Nullity knows my Name.....
I am weightless,
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#shame
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Nvmb
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 8:50pm
4th Feb 2025 8:50pm
It will kill me...
I have never been wanted.
Not really.
Not in the way that stays when the night gets too quiet,
not in the way that doesn’t leave bruises,
not in the way that doesn’t make me question
if I was ever meant to be here at all.
I have been the almost, the mistake,
the afterthought in a crowded room.
Hands have reached for me,
but only when they needed something to hold,
only when they were searching for warmth
that wasn’t meant for me.
I have been told I was loved.
But love, as I have known it,
has always come with...
Not really.
Not in the way that stays when the night gets too quiet,
not in the way that doesn’t leave bruises,
not in the way that doesn’t make me question
if I was ever meant to be here at all.
I have been the almost, the mistake,
the afterthought in a crowded room.
Hands have reached for me,
but only when they needed something to hold,
only when they were searching for warmth
that wasn’t meant for me.
I have been told I was loved.
But love, as I have known it,
has always come with...
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#FallingInLove
#honesty
#loneliness
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:14pm
4th Feb 2025 3:14pm
This Feeling
I...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 00:46am
4th Feb 2025 00:46am
If I'd been there..
I hope you know I’m thinking of you,
while you lie in that cold, fluorescent haze,
counting the cracks in the ceiling,
listening to the hum of a world
that keeps moving without you.
I know how it feels.
I know how the walls whisper
like they want to keep you forever.
I know how the silence
can be louder than the screams
that got you there in the first place.
I’ve been there too.
More times than I care to count.
I know the weight of a locked door,
the way time slows down
until it feels like you’re drowning in days...
while you lie in that cold, fluorescent haze,
counting the cracks in the ceiling,
listening to the hum of a world
that keeps moving without you.
I know how it feels.
I know how the walls whisper
like they want to keep you forever.
I know how the silence
can be louder than the screams
that got you there in the first place.
I’ve been there too.
More times than I care to count.
I know the weight of a locked door,
the way time slows down
until it feels like you’re drowning in days...
#frustration
#loneliness
#regret
#sadness
#shame
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LightningBug
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:19pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:19pm
Gloomy Night
As she wandered alone
Nobody came along
Her heart skittered so high
Eyes worried in the gloom
The only light a lamp
At the end of a road
Someday he will find
The little brown mutt
With sad blue eyed frown
And recall her name
More than his best friend
For now she looks
Lost and lonely
A little thin
Slightly dirty
Can’t find bones
A soft bed
Masters hand
Upon
Her head
Warm.
Nobody came along
Her heart skittered so high
Eyes worried in the gloom
The only light a lamp
At the end of a road
Someday he will find
The little brown mutt
With sad blue eyed frown
And recall her name
More than his best friend
For now she looks
Lost and lonely
A little thin
Slightly dirty
Can’t find bones
A soft bed
Masters hand
Upon
Her head
Warm.
#dogs
#loneliness
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:29pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:29pm
More than any high
I was never worth the time—
that’s what they taught me.
With every goodbye spat like venom,
with every hand that let go too soon,
with every love that turned to rust.
It became part of me,
a truth carved into my bones:
"You are worthless. Unsavable. Unlovable."
I swallowed it like a pill,
let it settle deep
until I could barely tell
where it ended and I began.
Then you.
You, with eyes full of things
I could never deserve,
watching me like I was something
worth seeing, worth...
that’s what they taught me.
With every goodbye spat like venom,
with every hand that let go too soon,
with every love that turned to rust.
It became part of me,
a truth carved into my bones:
"You are worthless. Unsavable. Unlovable."
I swallowed it like a pill,
let it settle deep
until I could barely tell
where it ended and I began.
Then you.
You, with eyes full of things
I could never deserve,
watching me like I was something
worth seeing, worth...
#admiration
#fear
#hope
#loneliness
#love
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 8:50pm
31st Jan 2025 8:50pm
Am I the equivalent of elevator music?
You wrap me up in empty promises
I want to want you
I want to want you
but you always leave me waiting
for the bass drop that never comes
and this melody is getting old
You pin me down
without pinning me down
and am I so desperate for love
I would accept less than the minimum
just so I can tell myself I'm wanted?
You look at me
like I'm everything
but your words betray you
your absence of touch speaks so loud
and I'm reminded of how it feels
to be unloveable
Am I so unloveable...
I want to want you
I want to want you
but you always leave me waiting
for the bass drop that never comes
and this melody is getting old
You pin me down
without pinning me down
and am I so desperate for love
I would accept less than the minimum
just so I can tell myself I'm wanted?
You look at me
like I'm everything
but your words betray you
your absence of touch speaks so loud
and I'm reminded of how it feels
to be unloveable
Am I so unloveable...
#hurt
#loneliness
#love
#lover
#rejection
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