Poems about Vulnerability
#vulnerability
Poetry about being vulnerable, capable of being physically or emotionally wounded. Poems about our own vulnerability or that of others.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 7:16pm
1st Aug 2024 7:16pm
Feel the parasite as it eats you from the inside out
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
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
31st Jul 2024 3:25pm
31st Jul 2024 3:25pm
He Comes To Me In The Wind (with Darrow)
The wind whispers to me
announcing my destiny
As if kissed by a fallen feather
I feel you drawing nearer
And nearer, the wind blows me to you
A presence felt, not seen
I am chosen,
As a keeper of light,
Your ardent gaze I see,
looking up at me in glee,
In joyous delight
You have found me
I have waited so long, and I have longed
For this moment
For you
announcing my destiny
As if kissed by a fallen feather
I feel you drawing nearer
And nearer, the wind blows me to you
A presence felt, not seen
I am chosen,
As a keeper of light,
Your ardent gaze I see,
looking up at me in glee,
In joyous delight
You have found me
I have waited so long, and I have longed
For this moment
For you
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#vulnerability
54 reads
25 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
27th Jul 2024 11:37pm
27th Jul 2024 11:37pm
Strangers
We exist here.
Within the same walls,
Under the same roof,
Yet, an invisible chasm divides us.
I watch silently, wondering when it all started
The way you talk to everyone
In a language, warm and inviting
Foreign only to me
Are they strangers or am i?
Within the same walls,
Under the same roof,
Yet, an invisible chasm divides us.
I watch silently, wondering when it all started
The way you talk to everyone
In a language, warm and inviting
Foreign only to me
Are they strangers or am i?
#emotions
#emptiness
#vulnerability
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2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
27th Jul 2024 3:05pm
27th Jul 2024 3:05pm
I'm trying to be a human
I'm not from earth
I was beamed in from a Z world
Fell to earth like Bowie
Teen years were torture
Got better after that
Drank 2 Tom Collins Thursday night
Could be a convert
Mostly I suck booze down straight
Tom Collins is sweet
Almost a girl drink
Or some country club shit
I have a square head
A box head to be exact
My sister is a normal American
I'm an experiment
Test tube baby gone astray
I like sex .... maybe too much
I was beamed in from a Z world
Fell to earth like Bowie
Teen years were torture
Got better after that
Drank 2 Tom Collins Thursday night
Could be a convert
Mostly I suck booze down straight
Tom Collins is sweet
Almost a girl drink
Or some country club shit
I have a square head
A box head to be exact
My sister is a normal American
I'm an experiment
Test tube baby gone astray
I like sex .... maybe too much
#aliens
#identity
#scifi
#sex
#vulnerability
333 reads
41 Comments
BlackBox
Black Box
Black Box
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2024 11:47pm
22nd Jul 2024 11:47pm
Limerence
The hurt stings all over my body
A Phantom pain that slowly builds
Crushing the reality of the situation;
Searing it into my brain
Like the Frenzied Flame of Madness scorching my every thought to oblivion
They all end the same way
Alone. With my regrets. My dejected hopes. My burden
When will the sun rise? Rise.
Rise and repent your trifling hopes!
Desiccate the miserable wretch!
Turn. Turn and walk, walk away
Weary feet pattering away
Detached, listless pondering thoughts.
Evanescent as my very will ...
A Phantom pain that slowly builds
Crushing the reality of the situation;
Searing it into my brain
Like the Frenzied Flame of Madness scorching my every thought to oblivion
They all end the same way
Alone. With my regrets. My dejected hopes. My burden
When will the sun rise? Rise.
Rise and repent your trifling hopes!
Desiccate the miserable wretch!
Turn. Turn and walk, walk away
Weary feet pattering away
Detached, listless pondering thoughts.
Evanescent as my very will ...
#apathy
#depression
#relationships
#suffering
#vulnerability
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2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 9:23pm
21st Jul 2024 9:23pm
camouflage
I pretend
slap on the mask everyone expects
it's what we do
...isn't it
cover our nudity
our vulnerability
eyes do not always See
truth is...
I
am
not
okay
regardless what my lips might say
I hate to be so weak
but I must caution
tread carefully
look at me crooked
& I will flinch
if your voice rises
tears will flood my eyes
& the burn of holding back
angers me
until I turn away
stepping further into shadows
free to break
into a million scattered...
slap on the mask everyone expects
it's what we do
...isn't it
cover our nudity
our vulnerability
eyes do not always See
truth is...
I
am
not
okay
regardless what my lips might say
I hate to be so weak
but I must caution
tread carefully
look at me crooked
& I will flinch
if your voice rises
tears will flood my eyes
& the burn of holding back
angers me
until I turn away
stepping further into shadows
free to break
into a million scattered...
#confessional
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
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4 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 7:22pm
21st Jul 2024 7:22pm
Scabs
I.
in the late 18th century
the term scab was used
to describe anybody
that wouldn’t join a union
or refused to strike
wounds walking around
like regular people
a dichotomy of living
and need
II.
the worst scab I’ve ever tended
was a cigarette I put out on my arm
aged twenty, full of fear
burnt skin doesn’t heal like slices
little red halos turn white
the world buzzes for a moment
nothing but silence
and weak knees
III. ...
in the late 18th century
the term scab was used
to describe anybody
that wouldn’t join a union
or refused to strike
wounds walking around
like regular people
a dichotomy of living
and need
II.
the worst scab I’ve ever tended
was a cigarette I put out on my arm
aged twenty, full of fear
burnt skin doesn’t heal like slices
little red halos turn white
the world buzzes for a moment
nothing but silence
and weak knees
III. ...
#confessional
#hurt
#myself
#vulnerability
#weakness
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6 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 10:34am
17th Jul 2024 10:34am
Real Talk
I watch her perch on a seventies chair
hair draped across her face
skirt meeting skin at the knees.
I look at her there
crushed
somewhere between woe
and the wandering world
as she talks of how time
eats her alive
how love fucks her up
as she fidgets with a silver ring,
chews her bottom lip.
I can’t help but think
how beautiful women are
in their fury
how they arrive
crowning grief at the base
birthing hope into lives and rooms
that hold no place for them ...
hair draped across her face
skirt meeting skin at the knees.
I look at her there
crushed
somewhere between woe
and the wandering world
as she talks of how time
eats her alive
how love fucks her up
as she fidgets with a silver ring,
chews her bottom lip.
I can’t help but think
how beautiful women are
in their fury
how they arrive
crowning grief at the base
birthing hope into lives and rooms
that hold no place for them ...
#MyInspiration
#strength
#vulnerability
#weakness
#women
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2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
13th Jul 2024 12:39pm
13th Jul 2024 12:39pm
am I singing loud enough?
there are buttercups tumbling out of her pockets
& daisies tucked behind an ear
dandelion chain crowns
tied one end to the other
golden links for her hair
& she curls dirt-coated toes
digging anchors into the moss
deep breath of innocence filling her lungs
never closing her eyes for enjoyment
it's a world meant to be seen
with unwitnessed mysteries
the hum of bumble bee wings is a symphony
gentle buzz lifting on the breeze
whispering secrets only she hears
guarding them in her heart
next to her tattered dolls...
& daisies tucked behind an ear
dandelion chain crowns
tied one end to the other
golden links for her hair
& she curls dirt-coated toes
digging anchors into the moss
deep breath of innocence filling her lungs
never closing her eyes for enjoyment
it's a world meant to be seen
with unwitnessed mysteries
the hum of bumble bee wings is a symphony
gentle buzz lifting on the breeze
whispering secrets only she hears
guarding them in her heart
next to her tattered dolls...
#abuse
#anger
#honesty
#SelfWorth
#vulnerability
222 reads
4 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
12th Jul 2024 4:06pm
12th Jul 2024 4:06pm
double shot of WTF...
I hear it alot
mainly from people who don't really know me
you're so quiet
yeah right...
...If they only knew
it's never quiet in my ADHD mind
& sometimes my thoughts go so fast
they outpace my ability to edit
as I'm struggling with the words
making chaos out of order...no...wait...reverse that...
...see what I mean
before I can lock the thought down...
I realize I've already said it
...oops...
if I open my mouth...
& nothing comes out...
I'm straining to capture the...
mainly from people who don't really know me
you're so quiet
yeah right...
...If they only knew
it's never quiet in my ADHD mind
& sometimes my thoughts go so fast
they outpace my ability to edit
as I'm struggling with the words
making chaos out of order...no...wait...reverse that...
...see what I mean
before I can lock the thought down...
I realize I've already said it
...oops...
if I open my mouth...
& nothing comes out...
I'm straining to capture the...
#ADHD
#anxiety
#confessional
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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13 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
8th Jul 2024 9:57pm
8th Jul 2024 9:57pm
Words That Don’t Make Sense
Alone,
She says.
I feel alone,
All the time.
I hear her,
I’m sure of that.
Though I feel like I’m fading,
Fleeting and ungraspable.
Hold me down,
I say.
Do not touch me,
A double negative that doesn’t cancel out.
I want to die,
She says.
Maybe just because she can,
Because she can’t.
I chase her,
She stands still.
Two negatives,
Attracted to the repulsion.
Can I help you.
Like a question,
without the question mark.
...
She says.
I feel alone,
All the time.
I hear her,
I’m sure of that.
Though I feel like I’m fading,
Fleeting and ungraspable.
Hold me down,
I say.
Do not touch me,
A double negative that doesn’t cancel out.
I want to die,
She says.
Maybe just because she can,
Because she can’t.
I chase her,
She stands still.
Two negatives,
Attracted to the repulsion.
Can I help you.
Like a question,
without the question mark.
...
#Autism
#confessional
#vulnerability
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3 Comments
MelancholicMike
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 9:20pm
6th Jul 2024 9:20pm
A Night Of A Solemn Prayer
Guide my steps if I ever go astray
There are not so many hands stretched out wide to me
Not enough arms to welcome me home
Out of depression it may seem to fill empty space
Broken hollows which never seems to heal
Touch me so that I can see that hope never disappoints
Open my eyes so I see the blindness of this world
I have been lost neglecting the trace of time
But give me a dream to reignite my passion
Never let sentimentalism divert my sole purpose
Hate to love, Love to hate
This is a weakened heart
Too scared to be pierced ...
There are not so many hands stretched out wide to me
Not enough arms to welcome me home
Out of depression it may seem to fill empty space
Broken hollows which never seems to heal
Touch me so that I can see that hope never disappoints
Open my eyes so I see the blindness of this world
I have been lost neglecting the trace of time
But give me a dream to reignite my passion
Never let sentimentalism divert my sole purpose
Hate to love, Love to hate
This is a weakened heart
Too scared to be pierced ...
#despair
#honesty
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
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