Long Poems About Loneliness
#loneliness
Long poems about loneliness. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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Because You Are Everything...
I don’t know when I stopped breathing for myself.
Somewhere along the years,
My lungs became an echo of you,
Filling with the air you leave behind,
Sustaining me in ways I never thought I’d need.
I see you—
Not the version you show the world,
But the one you hide.
The you who sits in silence when no one is watching,
Who carries the weight of words unspoken,
And pain unshared.
I see her, and I love her.
I love her more than I can explain,
And I’m begging you: let me love her too.
Let me in.
Not because I can...
Somewhere along the years,
My lungs became an echo of you,
Filling with the air you leave behind,
Sustaining me in ways I never thought I’d need.
I see you—
Not the version you show the world,
But the one you hide.
The you who sits in silence when no one is watching,
Who carries the weight of words unspoken,
And pain unshared.
I see her, and I love her.
I love her more than I can explain,
And I’m begging you: let me love her too.
Let me in.
Not because I can...
#admiration
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#love
#strength
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The Loneliest Constellation
How can one be so lonely from the beginning,
From the cellular start
Before the tongue and breath have formed, before the light touches the baby
Maybe it was rotting in the marrow of my bitter father,
Tortured in a nebula of his own mind and violence
The infant understanding selfishness in the winning of all this existence
Yes, I should have let a son take my place
...
From the cellular start
Before the tongue and breath have formed, before the light touches the baby
Maybe it was rotting in the marrow of my bitter father,
Tortured in a nebula of his own mind and violence
The infant understanding selfishness in the winning of all this existence
Yes, I should have let a son take my place
...
#escape
#LifeCycle
#relationships
#loneliness
#universe
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The Source
Life's been cruel to me so far
If I could catch a falling star
I wouldn't wash away my scars
I'd piece together all the shards
Of broken glass
Shattered years past
Filthy memories left unbathed
But no one walks away unscathed
Long ago I got the point
Aching bones and creaking joints
Any comfort is a privilege
Afforded only by indifference
I see the light
Can't close the distance
Sprinting toward sweet deliverance
Long after my feet are blistered
Where most would yield,...
If I could catch a falling star
I wouldn't wash away my scars
I'd piece together all the shards
Of broken glass
Shattered years past
Filthy memories left unbathed
But no one walks away unscathed
Long ago I got the point
Aching bones and creaking joints
Any comfort is a privilege
Afforded only by indifference
I see the light
Can't close the distance
Sprinting toward sweet deliverance
Long after my feet are blistered
Where most would yield,...
#dark
#denial
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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At Twenty-five (For Janis Ian)
Listening to Janis Ian's AT SEVENTEEN, I wondered
where the girl in the song would be and how she would feel just a few years later? So, I wrote...
AT TWENTY-FIVE (Dedicated to Janis Ian)
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today...
the popular girls put out...for free...at seventeen...
but never me!
Their Friday night's backseats in cars...
and getting sloshed in sleazy bars...
that was them! Not me! At seventeen.
At seventeen...I didn't know...
I had a lot of time to grow... ...
where the girl in the song would be and how she would feel just a few years later? So, I wrote...
AT TWENTY-FIVE (Dedicated to Janis Ian)
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today...
the popular girls put out...for free...at seventeen...
but never me!
Their Friday night's backseats in cars...
and getting sloshed in sleazy bars...
that was them! Not me! At seventeen.
At seventeen...I didn't know...
I had a lot of time to grow... ...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
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The Never-Never Mate
The Never-Never mate I've missed is this:
Grey fog soft swaddling rolling orchard hills,
Yellow-brown apple overlooked
The Fall blessing field mice,
Wet orange leaves .
Salt foam sliding like a veil, lifted,
Falling, rising falling over rolling blue deep,
No horizon.
Heat shimmer dragonfly wing glinting,
Tilting in the wink of a golden, blue-eyed dog.
My Never-Was Mate
He is the coffee fleck of Showy Milkweed seed,
Borne cloudward over the valley
On vanilla silkwing steed.
He is a...
Grey fog soft swaddling rolling orchard hills,
Yellow-brown apple overlooked
The Fall blessing field mice,
Wet orange leaves .
Salt foam sliding like a veil, lifted,
Falling, rising falling over rolling blue deep,
No horizon.
Heat shimmer dragonfly wing glinting,
Tilting in the wink of a golden, blue-eyed dog.
My Never-Was Mate
He is the coffee fleck of Showy Milkweed seed,
Borne cloudward over the valley
On vanilla silkwing steed.
He is a...
#loneliness
#marriage
#nature
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Loneliness