Dark or Sad Poems

Some of these poems are dark, sad, or could be triggering. Some of the poems are a little strange, and others don't seem to have emotion to them. I hope you enjoy reading them.

My Poetry

No more judgments

No more pills

I don’t need your pity

I don’t want your help

Leave me to my poetry

It helps me the most

Don’t take me for my monsters

For they are something else

Don’t take my poems wrong

Don’t send me to get help.

Leave me to my poetry corner

And I will leave you alone

Try all your methods

Try all your pills

They never work

Dip into my shoes if you dare

Look from my eyes and see

My poetry is my savior

My poetry is my life

Don’t take my life from me

Leave me to my poetry

And I will leave you alone.

The Peace of the Night

Frosty ground, full moon, shadows of deer.

Elk bugles and wolf howls filling the air.

Traces of magic in each gentle moon beam cast down to Earth

Frosted air blowing from nostrils of game lying nearby.

Behind the house, silence surrounded the woods.

Careful not to disturb I start walking back home

Looking at pines glistening with the white of winter's first frost.

Little streams of silvery light lead the way.

Where to? No one but the soul knows.

The heart leads you to unimaginable places away from the freeways of life.

Starlight slowly washes away stress and pain leaving a feeling of wholeness

and relaxation.

As if stars were controlled by loved ones’ past.

Fire, Life, and Death

It’s easier to quit then to stay in the flames and fight

but sometimes standing in the hot coals and flames

is better than backing out and quitting

even though the road is tough, there is the end where you realize,

"hey, I'm NOT a loser"

"I won"

"I fought through this and made it out"

"a better and stronger person."

I'm walking through those flames of hell

knowing that someday the fire will die

And it will die

That day

I will come out of the wreckage.

I may be burned, battered and broken

but it will be the day I scream at the top of my lungs

"I AM VICTORIOUS. I HAVE SURVIVED, AND NOTHING CAN STAND IN MY WAY NOW!"

Broken

I'm broken...

shattered....

in pieces on the floor,

the invisible shards no one looks

for once they clean up the main mess of shattered glass,

I am the dust bunnies under the couch,

the dust particles in the air,

I am nothing,

yet when the time comes

I will fight back with all the power I have.

Suicide

She smiled brightly through the day.

Then locked herself away.

In her room she spent her days

hoping for a better way

she finally ceased her stay on Earth.

Her final verse,

"why did everyone hate me?

All I wanted

was a friend."

Broken Heart

How to fix a broken heart?

You can't

Like glass

Once broken

Little pieces remain missing forever.

Broken Nights

Sleep eludes me yet again this night.

Sitting in bed

numb, lost, unable to cry.

Worry and fear course thickly through icy veins.

Prayers sent out this night from all who care

Sleep comes slowly,

Dragging me away.

The Winter Storm

Beautiful

Dangerous

Deadly.

Winter’s spell is magical

Winter’s grasp is dangerous

Winter’s blizzards are deadly

The few who venture out,

Fewer come back

Every creature hides in their shelters

All the children curl up inside

All parents pray for the peace of light snow

Yet, here, where the winter snow blows with deadly force

And the view is little

I still find beauty and peace in standing beneath the gentle, fast falling flakes.

A Soul's Journey

Sleep.

Long lay thou in gentle slumber

No kiss shall wake thou now

In peaceful slumber,

Travel to the place angels tread

Sleep now thy beloved uncle

Join the angels in song

May peace, joy, and comfort stay forever in your soul.

Addiction

Addiction took you away

Love brought you back

Addiction’s call beckoned you back once again

You took its bony hand

And walked the life with death.

Death pulled a fast move.

Just like that, you were gone.

No love could bring you back.

No grieving helped our hearts.

You flew to the angels and there you stay.

Watching. Waiting. Loving endlessly.

Taken

Ripped away

Forcefully taken from the life she has

Begging, screaming, thrashing out in pain and fear.

Her mother, torn at another child lost.

She collapses to her knees, sobbing, reaching.

The last child she has in her waking life leaving

Screaming her promises to a faceless character who loves endlessly

She’s begging for answers

But, she may not get the answer she had hoped for.

Driftwood

I’m just trying to survive on this little piece of driftwood on the stormy ocean.

Each wave threatens to push me under.

Each crack of lightning threatens to burn me

Evert second that I cling to the driftwood my arms become tired and fear courses through me

Falling beneath the waves is not an option

Creatures of the deep snap up any hope of the storm ending.

I pray to a faceless, nameless, and genderless figure and beg for calmer seas

My wishes are not granted as the storm picks up volume and strength

My arms weaken but I hold strong with my willpower knowing it will stop one day.

You Lied

You hurt me

You say you love me

My heart’s shattered pieces won’t go unseen

I will scream and fight

No one will hurt me again

No one will get passed my barriers

You made me set those walls

You came into my life as a stranger

You hurt me when I foolishly trusted

You did this to me

What did you do?

You lied.

Forgotten

Lonely yet surrounded by friends

Sad but life is good

Stressed with the calm

Helped when you don’t need it

Left when help was needed

Loved when you don’t

Hated when you loved

Life’s inconsistencies are complex and strange

They make some of us stronger

The make others weaker

Some die

Some are remembered

I am forgotten

Opposites

Sun and rain

Love and pain

The world goes around

My life spirals down

Laughter and smiles

Sorrow in miles

What hides beneath the outside

Isn’t as pretty as it seems

Behind the mask I hide

Every day it becomes me

I sink down

I rise again

Back down into the rabbit’s hole I dip

Down to wonderland

Where imagination runs wild

Death

The handful of pills,

The gun in the drawer,

The noose in the closet

The razor in the bathroom

She lays in bed, thoughts torment her

Who notices the fake smiles

Who sees she’s broken

Could anyone reach out to see her?

She’s on the edge of the beautiful cliffs.

If she falls, will anyone notice?

She takes a breath and steps off.

She hits the rocky ground

The sickening sounds.

Splintering bones

Crumpled mass of clothing seeping red.

Her lifeless body lays on the beach below

Her heart never to beat again.

Tormented Soul

Escape

Run free

The tormented body no longer holds you captive

You’re free but you child is not

Clinging to life in a rail car heading to hell on earth

Your soul is free from your starved body

Fly to the angels and endure no more suffering

Your soul stays

Why?

Do you weep for the child who mourns the loss of their mother in the company of strangers?

Pray oh mother

Pray that the child may survive to tell the tale

Their experiences and memories of this evil earth.

Trust

Shattered.

Nothing here

Once a friend from long ago

Now and empty hole

Fear, frustration, pain

‘why did you leave?’

‘I have my reasons’

‘may I know?’

‘no’

Why must one suffer with losing friends?

Does it always hurt like this?

‘I won’t trust again’ I say

But I always do

The Clock

Tick

Tick

Tick

Almost eleven

All good girls and boys sleep

I lay awake

Bored

Tired

Unable to sleep

Restless thoughts run through my head

My dark room lit only by the illumination of my phone’s screen

Tick

Tick

Tick

The thoughts turn dark

Tick

Tick

Tick

My mind races to get better memories in to no avail

Tick

Tick

Tick

The clock draws me in again. 10:42 pm

Tick

Tick

Tick

It’s too late

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