sad poetry

The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.

Taylor Banks15 hours ago
Mind
I often dream of my grandmother She sits in a rocking chair, Trying to utter words that can’t escape. Her hair crowned in gold White like stars Hair that licks up to touch the sky, To touch heaven. We...
Ayesha Brown16 hours ago
Suffocated
This is my air Yeah it’s chemicals Yeah it’ll kill me in a few decades But it’s been there when I needed it Been there when I was down Been there when I couldn’t think straight With every inhale I get...
Brady Jones16 hours ago
Villain
Sometimes, in the night I sit and ponder life Like, would anybody notice, if I wasn't alright? If tomorrow I was gone Without a single trace Would there even be a tear, streaming down your face? I loo...
DeeDee C16 hours ago
After
The battle with yourself after heartbreak is the hardest Your view of yourself has been tarnished No one to be there through the screams Only place you feel comfort is in your dreams Repeating again a...
utsu kuru17 hours ago
The Blizzard
The fire crackles on, smoke dancing in the breeze; my journey halted by the sudden appearance of the blizzard. Currently, I’m sleeping by the fire; it’s too cold otherwise. I became stranded in this c...
Henry Sheperd17 hours ago
Misguided Attempts at Conversation
I hate that I gave so many parts of myself away like they were cheap knock off jewelry to all the wrong person who didn't deserve to see me so exposed and vulnerable. I hate having been told "I love y...
Bethany C18 hours ago
Suffocating
I’m suffocating under the weight of this crushing emptiness that I feel caressing my fractured soul. What can I do to finally be free of this horrid hell? With each breath I feel myself slowly fade aw...
Rebecca Lemke18 hours ago
A Wave of Disquiet
This poem was the second poem I wrote for my Intro to Creative Writing class this year, and it is basically encasing what it usually feels like for me when I'm experiencing an anxiety attack.
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Cindy Collet18 hours ago
Enemy
Have you ever felt a fear grip your heart That felt like you'd been hit by a dart When people stare at me It's all I can do not to flee Eyes make my skin crawl Never felt so small It's like walls clos...
Screaming Feelingz19 hours ago
My Queen and Solid Rock
My life has been one learning experience after another. The most powerful one was the loss of my dear mother. I mourned my Queen and solid rock. We were left with so many memories of pastime shared. T...
Lu Groblebe19 hours ago
Yes, I Asked for It
Yes, I asked for it. I asked for it in an evening conversation warped in naive empathy. I asked for it in your conniving voice lacing words of a dying marriage, begging for sympathy. I asked for it in...
Lu Groblebe19 hours ago
Kill Me
Kill me with your silence. Watch my cries leak from my veins. Destroy me with your neglect. See the crack in my heart when it's dead. Bury me in your indifference. Notice my body become a cold, harden...
People of God
Another bullet hits my skin. Now there's a separation, Barricades over the grass, all of us sleeping in the dust with mirages overlying our desperate regrets. Am I blue? Am I white? Am I crimson? Am I...
Lu Groblebe20 hours ago
A Heart Turned Hard
A Heart Turned Hard A life of innocence, swept through the world's cruelty. What once was pure became bitter. Eyes that once were oblivious to fault, was beaten by sharp tongues and mercilessly pointi...
Bruna Soares20 hours ago
Counting Stars
Another day Another night Wondering if I’m running out of time Counting the stars In the dark night sky But then again It’s not stars But a sky of ashes Ashes of dreams Ashes of hopes Ashes of all I e...
Catherine 21 hours ago
Drowning
I can't stop thinking I try to ignore my thoughts But they take over my life And I can't find the time To stop and breathe Every part of me Seems to be sinking Drowning I feel like I'm falling In love...
Leanne Heatley21 hours ago
Death of a Best Friend (Pt. 4)
The anger When they are gone you’ll be angry You’ll feel like bringing out the bottle of brandy How could they leave you alone? How could they leave at this time? You’ll beg and beg to get them back, ...
Celine Vasquez2 days ago
Burned Insides
Oh how lucky we are to still be breathing knowing there is a fire burning our insides. The smallest parts of our bodies craved to be touched with the sweetest words, Physicality never meant anything. ...