Poems About Loneliness Seeking Honest Critique
#loneliness
Poems about loneliness seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
I am working my way back to you Father
I am working my way back to you Father
I am very sorry for all my bad behavior
But I was frustrated
With the poems I was writing for you
Because I was stuck
Writing poems for you
I started writing some poems for you
But I couldn't get right
So I had to erased it and started again
A few times
Because I wasn't satisfied with
The way it was coming out
Maybe I need to put my brain to rest
And start to vent a little
All day today
I am very sorry for all my bad behavior
But I was frustrated
With the poems I was writing for you
Because I was stuck
Writing poems for you
I started writing some poems for you
But I couldn't get right
So I had to erased it and started again
A few times
Because I wasn't satisfied with
The way it was coming out
Maybe I need to put my brain to rest
And start to vent a little
All day today
#anxiety
#fear
#greed
#loneliness
#rejection
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GHOST IN DAYLIGHT
Red light warning.
Open eyed kiss.
Midst my decathect,
Love like lunar waning.
Cut out from the dream tapestry.
Never,behind every door.
Loss,inside every hole.
The key, in every "contradiction".
I am the new moon.
Unseen,and ashamed...
I am the ghost in daylight...
Open eyed kiss.
Midst my decathect,
Love like lunar waning.
Cut out from the dream tapestry.
Never,behind every door.
Loss,inside every hole.
The key, in every "contradiction".
I am the new moon.
Unseen,and ashamed...
I am the ghost in daylight...
#confusion
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#sadness
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I Know
I know,
I'm a bitch.
But I will never let someone,
Choose my friends.
I know.
Tough shit.
I guess I'll just be polite,
And pretend.
I know.
They aren't worth it.
But hey!
They must love 2 faced bitches.
I know,
Ill just smile.
Warm their hearts,
For a while.
I know.
They'll never notice.
So high on stupid,
They don't look below it.
I know.
Time is short.
Wish I could talk to the people,
I actually cared for.
I'm a bitch.
But I will never let someone,
Choose my friends.
I know.
Tough shit.
I guess I'll just be polite,
And pretend.
I know.
They aren't worth it.
But hey!
They must love 2 faced bitches.
I know,
Ill just smile.
Warm their hearts,
For a while.
I know.
They'll never notice.
So high on stupid,
They don't look below it.
I know.
Time is short.
Wish I could talk to the people,
I actually cared for.
#loneliness
#TruthOfLife
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To All my Fuk Boys and Charles

#FeelingLost
#loneliness
#love
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The Love Poems to all the Unreceived Valentines
She told me she was never happy.
As I made her laugh.
And,
She said that she felt alone.
Whenever she talked to me.
And,
Maybe I don't pick on signs.
But, I wonder if it coulda been something good.
If I had just said hello.
Maybe made her laugh.
I don't really know.
I'm relatively oblivious to the things.
Going on around me.
I don't know the difference.
Between one mystifying display of emotion.
From the other.
But shouldn't being happy when.
Mostly you're miserable...
As I made her laugh.
And,
She said that she felt alone.
Whenever she talked to me.
And,
Maybe I don't pick on signs.
But, I wonder if it coulda been something good.
If I had just said hello.
Maybe made her laugh.
I don't really know.
I'm relatively oblivious to the things.
Going on around me.
I don't know the difference.
Between one mystifying display of emotion.
From the other.
But shouldn't being happy when.
Mostly you're miserable...
#denial
#loneliness
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Shed
A man is strong
A man is self reliant
A man is dutiful
Torn with pride in their comfort
He fights scarcity and darkness that surround them.
Alone and vigilant
While they peacefully slumber
Judging his own contempt
Longing for tenderness
A man is self reliant
A man is dutiful
Torn with pride in their comfort
He fights scarcity and darkness that surround them.
Alone and vigilant
While they peacefully slumber
Judging his own contempt
Longing for tenderness
#anger
#loneliness
#love
#masculinity
#responsibility
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Too Much
Too much of a good thing isn't good for any of us
At least that's what they say
Too much of a good thing can kill a person
Too much drugs
Too much alcohol
Too much food
Too much sex
Too much fame
They uphold that motto even when it gets to close to the truth
I suppose too much truth leads to too much loneliness
And we all know too much of that isn't good at all.
At least that's what they say
Too much of a good thing can kill a person
Too much drugs
Too much alcohol
Too much food
Too much sex
Too much fame
They uphold that motto even when it gets to close to the truth
I suppose too much truth leads to too much loneliness
And we all know too much of that isn't good at all.
#addiction
#loneliness
#philosophical #temptation
#philosophical #temptation
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Existence.exe
Who can kill what wasn’t created? I just wish an angel would come forth,
But in actuality the better vibe was a demon to show me my worth,
Though I hold this hollow Death Note, my name is the only thing you’ll see wrote,
I do not do politics, I do not vote, I only laugh at the razor being held at my throat,
The loss of my sanity, I’m rewriting history, redefining insanity.
I’m the king of the cursed, the architect of my pain,
Sisyphus reincarnated, but I thrive in the strain.
The boulders I carry, they sing with my scars,
Every crack in my soul’s...
But in actuality the better vibe was a demon to show me my worth,
Though I hold this hollow Death Note, my name is the only thing you’ll see wrote,
I do not do politics, I do not vote, I only laugh at the razor being held at my throat,
The loss of my sanity, I’m rewriting history, redefining insanity.
I’m the king of the cursed, the architect of my pain,
Sisyphus reincarnated, but I thrive in the strain.
The boulders I carry, they sing with my scars,
Every crack in my soul’s...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness #loneliness
#emptiness #loneliness
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Pressed flowers
The wordy win and swoon
while most remain cocooned
ingrained in our veins
to gain and impress
stained I digress
the crone knows that
Pressed flowers still wild
And stress when invested
and loath to feel lonely
yet nevertheless
at arms stretch from the rest
we subject ourselves
isolate, depress
the cusp of banter
with feigned interest
Pressed flowers still wilt
Honed to self-help
stoned till morrow
opportune corridors
hearken darkened paths
Pressed flowers still...
while most remain cocooned
ingrained in our veins
to gain and impress
stained I digress
the crone knows that
Pressed flowers still wild
And stress when invested
and loath to feel lonely
yet nevertheless
at arms stretch from the rest
we subject ourselves
isolate, depress
the cusp of banter
with feigned interest
Pressed flowers still wilt
Honed to self-help
stoned till morrow
opportune corridors
hearken darkened paths
Pressed flowers still...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
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My dear, can't you see?
You've lived a true Russian life,
A life etched in pain and heartache,
Where sorrow is the constant refrain.
Your love story, tragic and raw,
Would make Tolstoy put down his pen—
For no words could capture
The depths of your justified bitterness.
It’s a grief that makes the world weep,
A bitterness so pure, so deep.
Mei would stumble, lost for words,
Unable to write a book about you,
For how could any story
Do justice to such a life—
A life torn between dreams and loss?
...
You've lived a true Russian life,
A life etched in pain and heartache,
Where sorrow is the constant refrain.
Your love story, tragic and raw,
Would make Tolstoy put down his pen—
For no words could capture
The depths of your justified bitterness.
It’s a grief that makes the world weep,
A bitterness so pure, so deep.
Mei would stumble, lost for words,
Unable to write a book about you,
For how could any story
Do justice to such a life—
A life torn between dreams and loss?
...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#sadness
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They've been strong
They've been strong
For so long
Father
Also, they have a strong
Character
And also they are
Very proud of themselves
Father
Tell me why they should
Not be proud of themselves
Yes father
You are the one that
Made them
With your holy hands
And you gave them
The gift of life
Also, they are taking good care
Of their lives
And father you are keeping them
Alive every single day
Also, they never once complained
To you about their lives once
Also father you made for them
A sleeping...
For so long
Father
Also, they have a strong
Character
And also they are
Very proud of themselves
Father
Tell me why they should
Not be proud of themselves
Yes father
You are the one that
Made them
With your holy hands
And you gave them
The gift of life
Also, they are taking good care
Of their lives
And father you are keeping them
Alive every single day
Also, they never once complained
To you about their lives once
Also father you made for them
A sleeping...
#anger
#anxiety
#disappointment
#jealousy
#loneliness
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A Confession or a Reality
Hollow, empty, and all alone.
Creeping despair, turning her to stone.
Drowning sorrows, suffocating silence.
Fire in her lungs, craving the violence.
All around are the ones she calls home.
Tired, exhausted, about to blow her dome.
Life seems to be one big comedy.
Some one fucking save me!
But no one ever will.
Lost in her mind
Trying to stay still.
The second she runs, she just won't stop.
The moment she thinks, she'll just drop.
Nothing to remedy the broken things inside.
Lost all her...
Creeping despair, turning her to stone.
Drowning sorrows, suffocating silence.
Fire in her lungs, craving the violence.
All around are the ones she calls home.
Tired, exhausted, about to blow her dome.
Life seems to be one big comedy.
Some one fucking save me!
But no one ever will.
Lost in her mind
Trying to stay still.
The second she runs, she just won't stop.
The moment she thinks, she'll just drop.
Nothing to remedy the broken things inside.
Lost all her...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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DU Poetry : Poems About Loneliness Seeking Honest Critique