Poems about Psychology Archives - Page 2 of 9 - The Cracked Door

04/03/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

I sit here bobbing
Angsty yet bored, waiting out
The rest of my life

Blast from the Past:

Prisoner I am
Locked in a cage of freedom
Waiting for a key

The call deafens me
From the unstruck note sounding
Within the abyss

Blast from the Past:

Ascend the abyss
Mayo you be blinded by the
Patient rays of light.

It’s very bitter.
My heart’s bitter through and through.
Eat some. I just did.

Blast from the Past:

What form should I take?
None of these do me justice
Shadows of my truth

Why won’t my body
Let me fall asleep? Eons
Pass as I lay here.

Blast from the Past:

My feelings replay
On an endless loop, while my
Mind rushes about.

Our memories form
Like molten iron smelted
In our hearts bright fires.

Blast from the Past:

Convulsing I sit
Expecting it again, in
Memory of shame

We evolve based on
Our cycles, no sooner, no later
Than our own time

Blast from the Past:

Sometimes the things we
Need most are not the things we
Think we need at all…

When you look back on
Your life, your dreams and longings
Distort through time’s lens.

Blast from the Past:

The tighter my grip
The looser is my control
Life explodes from this.

What comes of the day
With morning’s quiet passing?
After the dew fades.

Blast from the Past:

As long as it’s here
As long as it’s here at last,
I will be happy

People who get lost
In their fantasies struggle
With reality.
Eventually, their bubble
Will have to burst in their face

Blast from the Past:

Loosen the chains of
Reason and bathe in the sea
Of your fantasy

I sit in your box
Wondering the next moment
I can move beyond these walls

Blast from the Past:

I tried but was ignored. Moving on.
Your mind’s made up. Forced darkness.