Anxiety Poems | Examples of Anxiety Poetry

“Emptiness is an all- pervasive feeling of lack of movement or fulfilment in life. It is a hollowness that can’t be filled. It is stagnancy like doldrum”~ By Poet Of late, I am haunted by an empty feeling. This I have been trying to overlook, But it has grown into alarming proportions. ...

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I no longer check under the bed for monsters, I don't run when I turn out the light, Or hide under my blanket when I hear a noise, I don't run up the stairs, scared to look behind, I no longer cry for my mom to check the closet. Not because I don't believe, But...

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Masked … The rain pelts down On this soft and gentle day But inside my head, I wonder If you will always stay. Because that’s what you said Before you slammed the door On our hopes and our dreams; We could be so much more. Than just a pair of friends, Together watching This world’s horrid end. But our life is not over And...

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This is the hour Words from mouths that sour Sometimes unclean and censure Get the picture Anguish and aggravation Every turn a detour Diverse and aggravation Uncontrollable tongue Tasteless ears Questionable thought How and where Through the hour, and second mouth event Time after time Word note Negative phrase sometimes becomes a positive gesture Not thinking and unresolving Think before one speaks Open up in expression having truth Mirror reflect, what do you...

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It’s hard to tell if they’re playing tag, or thrusting nectar-drunk love at each other— mid-June attempts at getting it. Maybe they’re fighting over first flowers— legs twitching in hypoglycemic half-paralysis, like the buzz of waking mid-vacation, still dazed, muscles aching, but that stinger, coiled stiff for the week. Their terror-tails would end me, or at least suspend me, breath held between here and...

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The small, round clock over my king-sized, walnut bed ticks striking a gloomy midnight as the red-headed cuckoo pops out I sleep soundly, that silly sound scares the drowsy night gales : look at them trembling as they ask themselves, " Who's that? " Bleak, not bright is my night: I must stay awake until...

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If love for your spouse you choose to neglect, Your neighbor may swoop in with fond respect. If workers you treat with little care, Your rivals will claim them, sharp and aware. A job in your field may keep you afloat, Yet greatness is born where no lessons were wrote....

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I could be an astronaut. Or a doctor. Or a box of strawberries at the store. Molding away. If there was such a thing as respect… It would probably take a high paying job to earn it. It’s a little too “out there” for me. Hope, journeys, and respect. Hope, journeys, and maybe respect. If I...

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i met you when you were scared, i promised i would be there, to hold you tight n keep you safe, to chase away the blues night and days, holding you close and in my arms, promising you i understand, be there when your afraid, keeping you safe, and making the way, guarding your heart so that your not...

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I bled into paper, let my screams echo through the prison, until on the walls of entrapment, I saw the cracks. In them I learned, that somehow, somewhere, someone saw....

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Waiting for the call Time is the coin of life Spend it wisely Who's to blame? Now they know your game. Ain't it strange That we need to be framed. We need to escape To a house by the sea To get away from the The other you and me To be free It's easy to say Not so easy to see Waiting for the call ...

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After a hazardous trip from a far- off district, With drooping spirits and waning energy, I alighted at the station to catch the night train, My heart besieged by memories of a home, left behind. Like a drop in the ocean, I quickly merged with the buzzing crowd. In the blinking light of platform lamps, I saw a huge crowd- the young...

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I possess an unusual knack for making women bristle hence immediately this birdman wishes to escape into his eyrie or seriously considers joining a nunnery mainly for the less common slang definition cuz yes, “nunnery” sometimes used ironically to refer to a brothel, and this secondary meaning may well have added a bitter undercurrent to Hamlet's proceedings. Whether interacting with the...

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What became of the elderly man who habitually lingered outside the pub, a toothpick perpetually perched between his lips? I often pondered the significance of that toothpick—it seemed to serve as a silent emblem, a mysterious token of his unspoken thoughts. As children, we absorb the world around us, processing our myriad experiences as we grow....

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BUILDING BLOCK Temporal they are higher power, unveiled to me who are temporary obstacle that's temporal derailing me for abating power If this be meant to be compliance unequivocal God has the triumphant power Always to turn around man's power For humanity strong tower Will fall When El Shaddai calls Governmental bricks will fall 6/11/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025...

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