Long Poems About Loneliness
#loneliness
Long poems about loneliness. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:28pm
Yesterday 9:28pm
At The Ballet
Connie was only six when she was discovered gazing at a dead rat by Madame Jenny Taylor
Madame once assoluta at the Ivaninski's, informed the Linguses that the child was to be her pupil
Long years of study began in her ballet school above a row of shops
Connie first came before the public as a peasant girl in Giselle, ou Les Wilis, devised by Madame to display her students abilities
Her life was rather dull and monotonous
She became aware of what real ballet was when Madame took her to one of Anya Neeze innumerable farewell performances
Eventually she was allowed...
Madame once assoluta at the Ivaninski's, informed the Linguses that the child was to be her pupil
Long years of study began in her ballet school above a row of shops
Connie first came before the public as a peasant girl in Giselle, ou Les Wilis, devised by Madame to display her students abilities
Her life was rather dull and monotonous
She became aware of what real ballet was when Madame took her to one of Anya Neeze innumerable farewell performances
Eventually she was allowed...
#dance
#fiction
#loneliness
#ShortStory
#success
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Nvmb
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 7:36pm
12th Mar 2025 7:36pm
The First Fragments...
I. The First Prayer
It happens deep into the night, in the heavy dark that feels too thick to breathe through. A darkness that tastes of copper and dust, ancient and patient. His body betrays him first—stiff, useless, as if his bones have turned to iron and his lungs are filling with sand.
He tries to move. He cannot. He tries to scream. His mouth stays closed, locked by some unseen hand.
And then he sees it.
Someone at the foot of his bed. No, not someone—*something*, though that word is too small for the wrongness standing there. A figure that...
It happens deep into the night, in the heavy dark that feels too thick to breathe through. A darkness that tastes of copper and dust, ancient and patient. His body betrays him first—stiff, useless, as if his bones have turned to iron and his lungs are filling with sand.
He tries to move. He cannot. He tries to scream. His mouth stays closed, locked by some unseen hand.
And then he sees it.
Someone at the foot of his bed. No, not someone—*something*, though that word is too small for the wrongness standing there. A figure that...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 00:43am
12th Mar 2025 00:43am
Constantly disassociated
In my world, life is fuzzy. Life is spacey. I disassociate so hard I have dropped my phone before, not realizing I ran over it. When people talk to me, I freeze and numb out the feelings of intense fear. The intense fear of being sucked into another world I may not like. That's why I have a processing disorder. I'm trying to read this arts council thingy to see about potentially helping me with funds for my art stuff, but my reading is spotty. I read it over and over again, the words, and they do not make any sense. Nevermind, just read that I needed a letter of recommendation from an...
#confusion
#loneliness
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 6:21pm
5th Mar 2025 6:21pm
Lost In The Echo Chamber
I heard it once before
I heard it again and again
From my favorite shows
And on Facebook from my friends
Intelligent older white men
Dressed in nice expensive suits
It all makes so much sense
Even though this isn't news
They tell me what to think
They explain it really well
It's definitely legitimate
I...
I heard it again and again
From my favorite shows
And on Facebook from my friends
Intelligent older white men
Dressed in nice expensive suits
It all makes so much sense
Even though this isn't news
They tell me what to think
They explain it really well
It's definitely legitimate
I...
#confusion
#despair
#loneliness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
The Maniquin Man
#fiction
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#sex
#violence
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 10:57pm
18th Feb 2025 10:57pm
Beyond Repair
Fallin',
Fallin',
Fallin',
Down the rabbit hole of despair
Tell me, are you there?
Tell me, are you there?
Fallin',
Fallin',
Fallin',
Down in a world so unfair
Am I beyond repair?
Am I beyond repair?
Walking in
Swimming out
Can't breath underwater
Sinking deeper
Embrace the reaper
Can't you see I'm going under?
Fallin',
Fallin',
Fallin',
...
Fallin',
Fallin',
Down the rabbit hole of despair
Tell me, are you there?
Tell me, are you there?
Fallin',
Fallin',
Fallin',
Down in a world so unfair
Am I beyond repair?
Am I beyond repair?
Walking in
Swimming out
Can't breath underwater
Sinking deeper
Embrace the reaper
Can't you see I'm going under?
Fallin',
Fallin',
Fallin',
...
#despair
#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
5th Feb 2025 10:58pm
5th Feb 2025 10:58pm
The words to save me
I have never belonged.
Not to a place,
not to a moment,
not to anyone’s arms for long enough
to believe I was ever meant to be held.
I have stood in rooms full of people
and felt like a ghost,
like a name no one would remember,
like a shadow cast too faint
to ever matter.
I have loved before,
or at least, I thought I did.
I have given every piece of myself
to hands that only knew
how to let go.
I have been kissed by lips
that whispered promises
like smoke in the dark,
disappearing the moment...
Not to a place,
not to a moment,
not to anyone’s arms for long enough
to believe I was ever meant to be held.
I have stood in rooms full of people
and felt like a ghost,
like a name no one would remember,
like a shadow cast too faint
to ever matter.
I have loved before,
or at least, I thought I did.
I have given every piece of myself
to hands that only knew
how to let go.
I have been kissed by lips
that whispered promises
like smoke in the dark,
disappearing the moment...
#bittersweet
#hope
#loneliness #love
#loneliness #love
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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
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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OccultCatalyst
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 6:31pm
28th Jan 2025 6:31pm
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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