Hopelessness Poems - Poems about Hopelessness

H ealth forsakes you O ver and over magic tonics promise recovery P otential healing lures promising in the trees, again E ven Eve knows better than to pick and eat, again...

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Sometimes I only feel sad Sometimes I can just cry Sometimes I lose all hope Sometimes I am all alone And sometimes I smile wide Life certainly has its downs Sometimes I drown above water But there’s also a future There’s friends to be made ...

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My brain is flooded I feel so worn I’m always tired My mind is torn Too many options Not enough time I struggle But it’s in my mind I’m here and there I’m happy, I’m sad I’m never both But I’m always mad ...

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fortress . he built a fortress with his hands then climbed behind its walls, and shouted to those in command “you better run before it falls!” . he played alone amongst the stones of false security, and when the fortress tumbled down the people came to see. . they chopped the wood and...

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I wake up already tired, eyes heavy from screens and sleepless nights, stomachs empty, wallets thinner than dreams, parents fighting over bills, over nothing, over everything. at school, the hallways are battlefields, words sharper than fists, hands that shove, mouths that sneer, judgment like a plague spreading from locker to locker. I scroll through images of perfection, faces carved by filters, bodies built in mirrors, wondering why...

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a match of hope struck in all-engulfing darkness ~ glowing spark dims out ...

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How can you say that your dreams, Weaved into an atrocious scarf, Is not the one you fathomed, But at least keeps you warm? Why do you feel so lonely, Never could feel that emotion before, When dusk falls, streetlights shimmer, And music starts to play? Where do you go to hide, From glares and unsolicited advices, That keep hitting you like missiles, But never...

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Cold walls line the filthy, darkened highway underground, A breathless void, where daylight never makes a sound. No leafy shroud to cloak my weary, rugged frame, Dilated eyes, weak, trembling, and steeped in nameless shame. I stagger on, my gaze a frantic, fearful sweep, A rat squeaks, scurrying beneath my calloused feet. A hand claws at my tattered bed sheet, sharp...

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My days and nights merge strangely into one The waning moon transforms to blazing sun, and time no longer means a single thing My sanity has flown on tempter's wing I see the world in muted shades of grey My words get tangled up each time I pray My thoughts are lost inside an endless maze I walk from room to room...

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Then happy in my own world, before you proposed your silly love to me. Like a hot magma landing on a...

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You met me vibrant in my own world, that was when you proposed your sick love, Like a red-hot magma on seawater; you blew open my brain and I could no longer think. Now I meander like a mad man. You started playing a despicable hide and seek game, when you knew too well my heart is very fragile. A little spark...

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She'll be the queen of my decrepit ridgeline, Her crown, heavy with my wasted want. Never knows best, a fault of design. Her tensions a dagger, a cunning divine, A soul-bleeder, god as a vaunt. She'll be the queen of my decrepit ridgeline. The arson of anger will never confine, For the plaid that’s been woven, I a gaunt Never knows best, a...

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im playing cards with pandora and she’s bleeding her hand its so painfully obvious i see her grand plan, because calamities hit a set and she’s feeling alright but theres one card left im holding hope tonight and its hope which keeps me in this game, im bankroll backed no matter the pain that might come from losing it all im in too deep not prepared to...

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Not another word! Keep those thoughts caged, zip it. Or regret it later.. So what if it's bothering you? Bear it patiently. Embrace the undying power of silence. Is it hard to suppress and stay quiet? Bad news - You gotta stay hush anyway. Good news - You must be used to it now. Regardless, button your lips! Bury the past. So what if they hurt...

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Hopelessness is a loyal mistress. Tender agonies whispered in ones ear, twisted thoughts to forget by sunlight; only the uneasy shadows cast doubt. Warming embrace of past mistakes, lovingly corrupting every though; every joyous memory left defiled. She is a tenacious, unstoppable force. Sacred truths lifted from impenetrable walls; raised up as if by providence, thusly burned. Loneliness is the timber piled...

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