Poems about Vulnerability
#vulnerability
Poetry about being vulnerable, capable of being physically or emotionally wounded. Poems about our own vulnerability or that of others.
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 12:05pm
14th Apr 2025 12:05pm
Do you have compassion
I will always follow you to the end of time, for I will follow you in my need to sustain my life, for I will follow you as you have inspire me to think for thyself 🤔 in all my life situations, that seems to have me feeling like I'm drowning, in the sea of death and fear. 😨 For sure I will always follow you, as my thoughts become dangerous, to my own well being. 😞 For sure I will follow you as my life, becomes filled with nothing but confusion, and negative vibes, driving 😕 me on a two way street, yet going the wrong way. 😕 AS if I got a death wish that...
#addiction
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 12:12pm
2nd Apr 2025 12:12pm
It's all in your mind
Hope
Fuck hope
Hope is a pig
Kick it, murder it
Annihilate it
Hope for hope?
To be full of hope is to be full of shit
Hope is a weapon used against you
Hope costs money, you always pay
You're always hoping that your god hears you
Do you truly believe that?!?
It's all in your mind
Fuck hope
Hope is a pig
Kick it, murder it
Annihilate it
Hope for hope?
To be full of hope is to be full of shit
Hope is a weapon used against you
Hope costs money, you always pay
You're always hoping that your god hears you
Do you truly believe that?!?
It's all in your mind
#atheism
#hope
#strength
#vulnerability
#weakness
108 reads
15 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 00:36am
25th Mar 2025 00:36am
Shelter Another
He gave the golden chain
and she, the pendant,
so I pieced them together.
Togetherness,
a word they often found unfamiliar,
as if they were two magnets
facing the same pole,
pushing each other apart,
refusing to stand near.
So I kept the necklace,
clasped and settled against my heart,
closer than they’d ever been.
The crib I first woke up in
was far from their hold,
and neither tried to reach for it.
The ground grazed my knees,
as I...
and she, the pendant,
so I pieced them together.
Togetherness,
a word they often found unfamiliar,
as if they were two magnets
facing the same pole,
pushing each other apart,
refusing to stand near.
So I kept the necklace,
clasped and settled against my heart,
closer than they’d ever been.
The crib I first woke up in
was far from their hold,
and neither tried to reach for it.
The ground grazed my knees,
as I...
#StreamOfConsciousness
#vulnerability
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 3:28pm
11th Mar 2025 3:28pm
Who Are You?
Friends put knives to your throat,
And remind you that you're alone.
Dominating you, and trying to control,
The 7 ounces of your soul.
But I seek out from below.
Their gaseous body will surely implode.
They put their guns in your face.
And let everyone they know gang rape.
Am I accepted and part of the whole?
Or am I just their weekend hoe?
I wake up knowing I'm alone.
With a knife to my throat.
Who are you trying to take my soul?
Friend or demon. I'll never know.
And remind you that you're alone.
Dominating you, and trying to control,
The 7 ounces of your soul.
But I seek out from below.
Their gaseous body will surely implode.
They put their guns in your face.
And let everyone they know gang rape.
Am I accepted and part of the whole?
Or am I just their weekend hoe?
I wake up knowing I'm alone.
With a knife to my throat.
Who are you trying to take my soul?
Friend or demon. I'll never know.
#dark
#friendship
#love
#philosophical
#vulnerability
126 reads
9 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 5:03pm
28th Feb 2025 5:03pm
Strip For Me
I got me a lap dance.
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
#funny
#holiday
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
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12 Comments
Sappho
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 3:04pm
15th Feb 2025 3:04pm
Big Black Bird
Madness
Humming, an old woman rocks herself
A man repeats a word again and again
Two older women are fighting for a doll
Somewhere a. radio is blaring loud
Another ordinary day begins as usual
And I am part of this community of fate
My new home is a caring home
Defect entity
A thinking mind and a loving heart
Locked in a frail disabled body
One of God"s abandoned children
Superfluous and useless for society
Mercíless sorted out and deported
A deeply desperate fallen angel
With unsuitable disheveled wings ...
Humming, an old woman rocks herself
A man repeats a word again and again
Two older women are fighting for a doll
Somewhere a. radio is blaring loud
Another ordinary day begins as usual
And I am part of this community of fate
My new home is a caring home
Defect entity
A thinking mind and a loving heart
Locked in a frail disabled body
One of God"s abandoned children
Superfluous and useless for society
Mercíless sorted out and deported
A deeply desperate fallen angel
With unsuitable disheveled wings ...
#disability
#illness
#vulnerability
134 reads
11 Comments
tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:44am
8th Feb 2025 3:44am
*Vulnerable*
I struggle to write love poems
It’s easier to rip out my heart and show you how it bleeds
Gripped and dripping down impulsively tattooed arms and dampened sleeves
Staining the shirts of those who are never coming back
But wearing occasionally just to breathe their scent
One last time..
Before washing them in grey and faded memories
It feels dull
And emptiness starts to fill the skull
Biting down on chapped lips in a room of unfamiliar faces
Hoping one of them emanates a purple hue ...
It’s easier to rip out my heart and show you how it bleeds
Gripped and dripping down impulsively tattooed arms and dampened sleeves
Staining the shirts of those who are never coming back
But wearing occasionally just to breathe their scent
One last time..
Before washing them in grey and faded memories
It feels dull
And emptiness starts to fill the skull
Biting down on chapped lips in a room of unfamiliar faces
Hoping one of them emanates a purple hue ...
#heartbroken
#love
#memories
#SelfReflection
#vulnerability
154 reads
2 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 9:03pm
31st Jan 2025 9:03pm
Sword from the stone
I gave my all
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
#disappointment
#LifeStruggles
#responsibility #vulnerability
#responsibility #vulnerability
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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 1:05pm
26th Jan 2025 1:05pm
Broken Hearts
I sail the seas with pride
You can't hide your heart
You shouldn't deny your love
You can't hide your heart
You shouldn't deny your love
#love
#sea
#senryu
#shadows
#vulnerability
146 reads
14 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 7:54pm
23rd Jan 2025 7:54pm
Ocean of Sorrow
When the air falls silent,
and you rest your head
on my heart,
I’m afraid all you’ll hear
is a resonance with a cadence
of an ocean of sorrow,
echoing waves of my blues,
ebbing and flowing in woe
within my soul’s conch.
and you rest your head
on my heart,
I’m afraid all you’ll hear
is a resonance with a cadence
of an ocean of sorrow,
echoing waves of my blues,
ebbing and flowing in woe
within my soul’s conch.
#sadness
#vulnerability
154 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 12:12pm
19th Jan 2025 12:12pm
Broken
Within my flesh
My soul is torn
Lost in a day
Not for the strong
Broken
Dreams I can't follow
If I die forever
Everlasting sorrow
My soul is torn
Lost in a day
Not for the strong
Broken
Dreams I can't follow
If I die forever
Everlasting sorrow
#dark
#rhyming
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
187 reads
12 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 5:20pm
13th Jan 2025 5:20pm
The Guilty Generation
I wake up angry
as two faced January
screams the death throes of our world
The kids say it's my fault
that I could have done more
The 'guilty' generation
who should have done more
So I took my rage to a church
where cold high ceilings
squander energy
while my anger squirms
I am angry at God
and myself
for listening
to too much news
I should learn to shut it all out
put my head in the sand--
but then isn't that what God does
while his children burn
as two faced January
screams the death throes of our world
The kids say it's my fault
that I could have done more
The 'guilty' generation
who should have done more
So I took my rage to a church
where cold high ceilings
squander energy
while my anger squirms
I am angry at God
and myself
for listening
to too much news
I should learn to shut it all out
put my head in the sand--
but then isn't that what God does
while his children burn
#anger
#sadness
#vulnerability
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