Poems About Shame Seeking Friendly Advice
#shame
crossroads
notifications like a wink in the dark
I keep a letter in the back of my bottom drawer
read every syllable of your elegant hand
twice over and I'll accept this friend request
could it be coincidence? are you who she sent
to meet me at the crossroads this time?
did just a thought of the past open the door?
the fear left and you stepped across the threshold
I know why I buried it
I never looked back over my shoulder
uncovered dirty truths within myself
now I can't help but to wonder
if all of that trauma was completely...
I keep a letter in the back of my bottom drawer
read every syllable of your elegant hand
twice over and I'll accept this friend request
could it be coincidence? are you who she sent
to meet me at the crossroads this time?
did just a thought of the past open the door?
the fear left and you stepped across the threshold
I know why I buried it
I never looked back over my shoulder
uncovered dirty truths within myself
now I can't help but to wonder
if all of that trauma was completely...
#confusion
#love
#regret
#relationships
#shame
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Grotesque Alibi
Scavengers of my soul in the dark, rip-snorting my
analysis as hell's concubines tingle the shingles of
my mind's grotesque alibi. As if narcissistic monsters
speaking in the tongue of twilight's proxy beyond the
crypt, disemboweling the cadence of my peeling
flesh screaming from the esophagus and silencing
the prodigies of the ridiculous and deities beyond
still waters, aphrodisiac. Lusting, for my seductive
quill's seductive maniac, before the fife creeps by my
window snickering. Before the rising tides of the fog
rupture becoming...
analysis as hell's concubines tingle the shingles of
my mind's grotesque alibi. As if narcissistic monsters
speaking in the tongue of twilight's proxy beyond the
crypt, disemboweling the cadence of my peeling
flesh screaming from the esophagus and silencing
the prodigies of the ridiculous and deities beyond
still waters, aphrodisiac. Lusting, for my seductive
quill's seductive maniac, before the fife creeps by my
window snickering. Before the rising tides of the fog
rupture becoming...
#dark
#erotic
#shame
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Savior Compulsion
Tell me you only feel like this with me.
Tell me I make you happy.
Tell me I’m useful.
Tell me you need me.
You can tell me you’re lying,
I’m lying too.
I promise I’ll never hurt you,
But some part of me hopes you hurt.
So I can pick up those pieces.
The selfish part of me that whispers behind all my words.
You can say you love me,
I scratch away the layers of skin you’ve touched.
I wonder,
Is it a savior complex or just a lack of self preservation?
...
Tell me I make you happy.
Tell me I’m useful.
Tell me you need me.
You can tell me you’re lying,
I’m lying too.
I promise I’ll never hurt you,
But some part of me hopes you hurt.
So I can pick up those pieces.
The selfish part of me that whispers behind all my words.
You can say you love me,
I scratch away the layers of skin you’ve touched.
I wonder,
Is it a savior complex or just a lack of self preservation?
...
#emptiness
#greed
#identity #shame
#identity #shame
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And She is Rolling
She is rolling down a hill and it’s
got a steep decline. She feels
totally lost she can’t find her
toothbrush or a comb
amongst the life stuff.
You know the score surely
when everything is just
way too much ……………...
The dishes lay in the sink and
the carpet misses the hoover.
She feels infiltrated with complete
sadness and add in shame
and guilt and disgust. This isn’t
her and it makes her feel a failure.
And she is rolling.
She can't see the bottom from
the top she’s feels tits up. ...
got a steep decline. She feels
totally lost she can’t find her
toothbrush or a comb
amongst the life stuff.
You know the score surely
when everything is just
way too much ……………...
The dishes lay in the sink and
the carpet misses the hoover.
She feels infiltrated with complete
sadness and add in shame
and guilt and disgust. This isn’t
her and it makes her feel a failure.
And she is rolling.
She can't see the bottom from
the top she’s feels tits up. ...
#anxiety
#apathy
#despair
#sadness
#shame
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Apple basket
Blame me when it's not up to me
No power, I'm just as helpless as all we
I never wished the world, just home and family
They say guilt doesn't help them, my second gravity
I deserve a castle as little as they do casket
I can't fix things, I only exist
Spent my last as my next wish
I'm sorry my life brings you grief, I thank the universe and know life's brief
I'm not the problems nor the solutions face
Give me mercy for what I got or it matters all the same
No power, I'm just as helpless as all we
I never wished the world, just home and family
They say guilt doesn't help them, my second gravity
I deserve a castle as little as they do casket
I can't fix things, I only exist
Spent my last as my next wish
I'm sorry my life brings you grief, I thank the universe and know life's brief
I'm not the problems nor the solutions face
Give me mercy for what I got or it matters all the same
#conflict
#grief
#inequality
#luck
#shame
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the bride of fortune
The bride of fortune
to be an uni- polar power is like being the bride
and resent the uppity of bridesmaids
she wanted her wedding to be remembered
no one could equal
and her democracy is the the bride that has
become domineering, not let in the bridesmaid
not even getting married if she thought her
rule was somewhat diminished
her attitude causes friction, they want to leave
to go find their own happiness
this include miss Russia who in the nineties was
a downtrodden maid, much patronized, made
fun of and dismissed. ...
to be an uni- polar power is like being the bride
and resent the uppity of bridesmaids
she wanted her wedding to be remembered
no one could equal
and her democracy is the the bride that has
become domineering, not let in the bridesmaid
not even getting married if she thought her
rule was somewhat diminished
her attitude causes friction, they want to leave
to go find their own happiness
this include miss Russia who in the nineties was
a downtrodden maid, much patronized, made
fun of and dismissed. ...
#regret
#rejection
#shame
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I’ll Never Be Your Lover
I feel
Guilty
For loving
Like I’ve let
Everyone down
Like I’ve
Done something
Wrong
Sinful
Cruel temptation
Wicked mercy
An oasis
In a
Desert
I’d rather
Suffer the
Thirst
I’m sorry
For loving
You
You’ll never
Have me
As a lover
For I will
No sooner
Let myself
Love you
Than hurt
You
Shame
I am not
Ashamed
Of you
Rather
I am horrified
At how easily
I’ve taken to
Feeling your lips
Against...
Guilty
For loving
Like I’ve let
Everyone down
Like I’ve
Done something
Wrong
Sinful
Cruel temptation
Wicked mercy
An oasis
In a
Desert
I’d rather
Suffer the
Thirst
I’m sorry
For loving
You
You’ll never
Have me
As a lover
For I will
No sooner
Let myself
Love you
Than hurt
You
Shame
I am not
Ashamed
Of you
Rather
I am horrified
At how easily
I’ve taken to
Feeling your lips
Against...
#bittersweet
#hurt
#loneliness
#love
#shame
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Lights On
He said
Baby keep the lights on
I want to see
Your body move
Enjoy every expression
That you make
Love every part of you
And I felt a slight tug
At the strings of my heart
By the sound of your words
The look in your eyes
Finally I'm seen
By somebody
And I don't want to hold back
But darling
How can you be so sure
That you will like it all?
Will you keep your promise
Of loving me
Even after seeing
All my faults?
Baby keep the lights on
I want to see
Your body move
Enjoy every expression
That you make
Love every part of you
And I felt a slight tug
At the strings of my heart
By the sound of your words
The look in your eyes
Finally I'm seen
By somebody
And I don't want to hold back
But darling
How can you be so sure
That you will like it all?
Will you keep your promise
Of loving me
Even after seeing
All my faults?
#anxiety
#love
#relationships #shame
#relationships #shame
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Safe and Sound
Happ ending.
Forgot why.
Subtle flickers of light at the end of my tunnel eyes.
This is it.
The leaves like cards are dealt to the willing ground.
Hungers long after the winds swept through the branches.
This can't be my fate?
Can it?
My heart burns with passion.
And yet I lie here passive.
The way out seems so far away.
The way out is arms length.
My body slips the inspection.
And yet I never learned my lesson.
Can you remember the good days?
Lately I've been broken like branches after a storm.
No...
Forgot why.
Subtle flickers of light at the end of my tunnel eyes.
This is it.
The leaves like cards are dealt to the willing ground.
Hungers long after the winds swept through the branches.
This can't be my fate?
Can it?
My heart burns with passion.
And yet I lie here passive.
The way out seems so far away.
The way out is arms length.
My body slips the inspection.
And yet I never learned my lesson.
Can you remember the good days?
Lately I've been broken like branches after a storm.
No...
#anxiety
#despair
#shame
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The Minute You Complain
Brace yourself Captain, we have another storm of self-pity approaching!
Quick! Batten down the hatches with a little optimism, we will weather this storm!
The minute you complain, your dead you’re fucked you scumy fuck
Weak ass piece of shit I’ve come to manifest your soul
I’ll take it, grow it, twist it, until the pain subsides
Then inside your eyes I’ll dwell, sucking away your soul
The minute you complain I win
Don’t be weak you pussy
The endless laugh is that which laughs at nothing but itself
...
Quick! Batten down the hatches with a little optimism, we will weather this storm!
The minute you complain, your dead you’re fucked you scumy fuck
Weak ass piece of shit I’ve come to manifest your soul
I’ll take it, grow it, twist it, until the pain subsides
Then inside your eyes I’ll dwell, sucking away your soul
The minute you complain I win
Don’t be weak you pussy
The endless laugh is that which laughs at nothing but itself
...
#LifeStruggles
#shame
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Silence
Bring to me
the death
of my memories,
this blissful spawn
of sweet relief.
Release Belial's
brutal squeeze
before the rage
of dawn arrives
to take away
into a bloody bath
the ghostly silence
of the night.
the death
of my memories,
this blissful spawn
of sweet relief.
Release Belial's
brutal squeeze
before the rage
of dawn arrives
to take away
into a bloody bath
the ghostly silence
of the night.
#dark
#despair
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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Phthalo Green
Phthalo Green:
So close to Viridian.
Perhaps Emerald,
Or maybe Prussian?
I ache for warm Olive tones,
Or the coolness of Cobalt.
I could become Yellow Ochre,
Or mix into Cerulean.
Phthalo Green.
So close to anything else,
So far from what I want to be.
So close to Viridian.
Perhaps Emerald,
Or maybe Prussian?
I ache for warm Olive tones,
Or the coolness of Cobalt.
I could become Yellow Ochre,
Or mix into Cerulean.
Phthalo Green.
So close to anything else,
So far from what I want to be.
#identity
#SelfWorth
#shame
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