Poems About Suffering Seeking Friendly Advice
#suffering
Poems about suffering seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
The Kindness of Quiet
In these the quiet moments of the day
how I so long for pain to pass away
and though my shore be pounded by the waves
a jagged stone will never roll or sway
The tapestries collected often seem
as though they were embroidered by a dream
interwoven, with all the hurt I feel
sometimes it has to bleed to know it's real
In truth the morning always yields to night
and in this life not everything is bright
so I shall turn no longer in your sight
until the morn, with dew and dawn's delight
To be wrapped in the sun, her...
how I so long for pain to pass away
and though my shore be pounded by the waves
a jagged stone will never roll or sway
The tapestries collected often seem
as though they were embroidered by a dream
interwoven, with all the hurt I feel
sometimes it has to bleed to know it's real
In truth the morning always yields to night
and in this life not everything is bright
so I shall turn no longer in your sight
until the morn, with dew and dawn's delight
To be wrapped in the sun, her...
#hope
#hurt
#peace #suffering
#peace #suffering
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Save me
I'm slowly sinking
Sinking into the dark abyss
I'm screaming
I'm screaming my lungs out
But you don't hear it
Only you can save me now
Only you can help
I took a leap of faith
Hopping you would catch me as I fell
But you just walked away
And left me here to die
You acted like you'd catch me
But it all was just a lie
I'm slowly sinking
Sinking into the dark abyss
I'M FUCKING SCREAMING
You don't hear it
Or...
Sinking into the dark abyss
I'm screaming
I'm screaming my lungs out
But you don't hear it
Only you can save me now
Only you can help
I took a leap of faith
Hopping you would catch me as I fell
But you just walked away
And left me here to die
You acted like you'd catch me
But it all was just a lie
I'm slowly sinking
Sinking into the dark abyss
I'M FUCKING SCREAMING
You don't hear it
Or...
#despair
#heartbroken
#hurt #suffering
#hurt #suffering
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1 Comment
Like A Vice
#BDSM
#dark
#evil #suffering
#evil #suffering
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Lazy In The Days Of Industry
Who can choke us?
Pay for a crime we can’t commit.
And stoke the fire until it’s bright burning blue.
Hocus pocus.
We should all just admit.
There’s no one at the top looking out for you.
It’s just a way of life.
You’ve got to earn it all.
Work like a slave.
Dream of the empire’s fall.
Work, work, work!
Work, work, work!
Work, work, work!
Work, work, work!
Public service announcement time.
Listen up you little men.
You can’t get away.
With living lazy ways.
Lazy in the days...
Pay for a crime we can’t commit.
And stoke the fire until it’s bright burning blue.
Hocus pocus.
We should all just admit.
There’s no one at the top looking out for you.
It’s just a way of life.
You’ve got to earn it all.
Work like a slave.
Dream of the empire’s fall.
Work, work, work!
Work, work, work!
Work, work, work!
Work, work, work!
Public service announcement time.
Listen up you little men.
You can’t get away.
With living lazy ways.
Lazy in the days...
#greed
#historical
#lyrics
#politics
#suffering
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deaf, dumb & blind...
are we now to become
no more than yesterday's phantasms?
specters drifting across a barren landscape
too foolish to pay any heed to the errors of our fathers
or the fallout from every previous foul deed
those men who valiantly fought or tragically fell
directed by a madman's selfish hand
where they were gathered
& ruthlessly enslaved
countless numbers completely erased
living now only the nightmares of a few surviving souls
mourning their unforgotten existence
where memories lie buried in unmarked mass graves
or...
no more than yesterday's phantasms?
specters drifting across a barren landscape
too foolish to pay any heed to the errors of our fathers
or the fallout from every previous foul deed
those men who valiantly fought or tragically fell
directed by a madman's selfish hand
where they were gathered
& ruthlessly enslaved
countless numbers completely erased
living now only the nightmares of a few surviving souls
mourning their unforgotten existence
where memories lie buried in unmarked mass graves
or...
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
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Project 2025
I wound up a widower
in the autumn of '23
Never thought it could happen
but now take a look at me
She left me with unpaid debts
and I'm supposed to survive
wolves are beating down my door
and she's no longer alive
Cardiomyopathy
with no monetary wealth
Asymmetrical heart shape
is some things that plague my health
I live back home with my mom
who's also a widow too
She broke both of her ankles
This is something I help her through
We're both worthless to MAGA
Project 2025?!
They want to repeal...
in the autumn of '23
Never thought it could happen
but now take a look at me
She left me with unpaid debts
and I'm supposed to survive
wolves are beating down my door
and she's no longer alive
Cardiomyopathy
with no monetary wealth
Asymmetrical heart shape
is some things that plague my health
I live back home with my mom
who's also a widow too
She broke both of her ankles
This is something I help her through
We're both worthless to MAGA
Project 2025?!
They want to repeal...
#despair
#grief
#misunderstood
#rejection
#suffering
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Mama
Mama..
I don’t feel good.
I feel heavy,
I’m so thin.
Can you see my bones?
They’re purple.
Can you please hug me?
Please?
I can’t sleep.
It’s so hot,
I can’t stop shivering.
I don’t mean to do this.
I’m sorry.
Can I sleep in here tonight?
On the floor?
But it’s dark..
I’m sorry.
Mama,
Can you read to me?
I know I can...
I don’t feel good.
I feel heavy,
I’m so thin.
Can you see my bones?
They’re purple.
Can you please hug me?
Please?
I can’t sleep.
It’s so hot,
I can’t stop shivering.
I don’t mean to do this.
I’m sorry.
Can I sleep in here tonight?
On the floor?
But it’s dark..
I’m sorry.
Mama,
Can you read to me?
I know I can...
#abuse
#childhood
#mother #suffering
#mother #suffering
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Never Thought Myself Garbage
The distillation of my heart
leaves condensation upon my
brow, that which bled now
coagulated, a stroke of luck
Cold roll the beads downward
as so the countenance falls,
cloudless rain besets and
will not be absorbed
Though the crucifixion imagined
the nails hurt none the less
and I without a Magdalena cry
myself to sleep
The ache of bone beneath
aged flesh speaks to a well
travelled road, oceans between
us, my throat still dry
You left me to die in the desert
no kiss goodbye to...
leaves condensation upon my
brow, that which bled now
coagulated, a stroke of luck
Cold roll the beads downward
as so the countenance falls,
cloudless rain besets and
will not be absorbed
Though the crucifixion imagined
the nails hurt none the less
and I without a Magdalena cry
myself to sleep
The ache of bone beneath
aged flesh speaks to a well
travelled road, oceans between
us, my throat still dry
You left me to die in the desert
no kiss goodbye to...
#death
#grief
#rejection #suffering
#rejection #suffering
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Mankind Effect
To stand in the way.
Psychotic selfishness leads them astray.
Fair weather friends armed to betray.
Yet I am a Dragon no man can slay.
While mankind chases worthless things and their lives waste away.
I suffer from the mankind effect.
The deception and iniquity of even the ellect.
They always trample on my dreams.
In favor of their corrupt money making schemes.
More faithful to hollow machines.
Always ascerting what they know.
Their one and only truth I dont follow.
With threats of Hellfire from below.
Atheists with their...
Psychotic selfishness leads them astray.
Fair weather friends armed to betray.
Yet I am a Dragon no man can slay.
While mankind chases worthless things and their lives waste away.
I suffer from the mankind effect.
The deception and iniquity of even the ellect.
They always trample on my dreams.
In favor of their corrupt money making schemes.
More faithful to hollow machines.
Always ascerting what they know.
Their one and only truth I dont follow.
With threats of Hellfire from below.
Atheists with their...
#humankind
#ignorance
#suffering
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At Least There’s A Cure
Invisible devices bind, leaving such
beautifully deep and bleeding scars
A pain that pours from the secret places
seeping into the hearts of those we
cherish most, killing them
ever so slowly
Love is a disease
God gnawing at Adam’s rib, a rabid dog
chewing until the spit and bone dust
created Eve, then with blood and semen
she and he bred death
A demon called decay teaching that
everything rots for the fallen, laughs
at the lovers gaze, for he sees
the brutality artfully hidden and
tastes the...
beautifully deep and bleeding scars
A pain that pours from the secret places
seeping into the hearts of those we
cherish most, killing them
ever so slowly
Love is a disease
God gnawing at Adam’s rib, a rabid dog
chewing until the spit and bone dust
created Eve, then with blood and semen
she and he bred death
A demon called decay teaching that
everything rots for the fallen, laughs
at the lovers gaze, for he sees
the brutality artfully hidden and
tastes the...
#death
#love
#oppression #suffering
#oppression #suffering
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12 Comments
Thought Control
What worries you, masters you.... Unknown
Familiar was the squawk of dawn's happy choir.
A cheerfulness so potently dire.
When daily suffering is inescapable
Anguish does not discriminate or label.
A man's belly, barren of bread, aches in pain.
An ache the same,
As the obsession to be desired by the vain.
To the blacksmith of thought, we are the tool.
The mastery of thought is the saving rule.
Familiar was the squawk of dawn's happy choir.
A cheerfulness so potently dire.
When daily suffering is inescapable
Anguish does not discriminate or label.
A man's belly, barren of bread, aches in pain.
An ache the same,
As the obsession to be desired by the vain.
To the blacksmith of thought, we are the tool.
The mastery of thought is the saving rule.
#hope
#suffering
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18 Comments
10-Foot Principles
#dark
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#suffering
#universe
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3 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Suffering Seeking Friendly Advice