sad poetry

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

Brave Ave8 hours ago
Today
today was one of those days those days where you drag yourself out of bed, just wishing to stay. when the sun rays hit differently than normal, you just want to avoid them. Today was one of those days...
Trying to Be Filled
I wouldn't say I'm the complete amazing package, but instead a big spacious one filled with attributes, ambition and goals But that doesn't take up enough space in me So I try and fill myself with fri...
Jess Pagea day ago
I Am Not Okay
Today, I am not okay. Yesterday, I was not okay. As far back as I can remember, I have never been okay. I have been many things to many people. But I have never been me. They have never truly seen me....
Monique Stara day ago
Hashtag Sad
Posts and pictures are an escape We can speak our minds We can serve our thoughts on cones And make friends without being on Awkward's leash. With so much potential, Why must there be #sad? When the w...
Kay Williams2 days ago
Sink or Swim
Crying on the bathroom floor again Head spinning, feels like caving in But I'm alright... not really. I feel a little silly, pacing back and forth here Head-still-spinning my brain is just too god dam...
Haley Vandyke2 days ago
The Ice and Me
Ice lingers on the pond behind the house that isn't home Hardly a moment to myself, yet i'm always alone. They never hear the thoughts that linger on my mind. They don't see the real me, The one I've ...
Victoria Suarez2 days ago
What Does My Name Mean?
My name means Some who is fragile but yet can stand her ground, it means someone who has talent but is blind to see it. A gifted, and unique personality, but yet wants to wear a mask to hide it. My na...
Rix Ley 2 days ago
Lively Indifference
The Clock is turning, My world is burning. My existence appearing trite, I long for a purpose so bright. By yesterday’s final hour, Seated in bed, emotionally dour. Change this perpetual monotony This...
Between the Lines
She looked back in heated exasperation– ready to pounce– if only she could command her courage. They goaded like predators in a pack—drooling and derisive– like hyenas feeding off each other. She wish...
Rose Pelos3 days ago
Oil and Water
Similar, but not quite the same Two magnets facing the wrong side Cannot blend, cannot mix, cannot fit in One heart alive, and the other’s died. Twins, but not the identical kind Black and white with ...
Beaufale L3 days ago
Tangibility of Human Darkness
I can still feel the fear. Isolation becomes my friend, Is the hate still here? God has yet to appear, As the world drags to an end, I can still feel the fear. What we hold dear Becomes what we offend...
EJ
Ely Jayne3 days ago
Red Cliffs
The red cliffs like grandfathers watch down on us as we walk along You have forced my Feet into stretchy water shoes, they are too big for me but I do not Fight, you hold onto my arm, determined not t...
ElRey Niffen3 days ago
Soldier's Eyes
In a soldier's eyes life and death are one in the same yet ourselves we blame. We refuse to let the tears fall, too proud, we stand too tall. Every night we hear the screams and cries from a past we c...
Ecarg Nosive3 days ago
I’m Not a Star
My heart, glass My eyes, blind My skin, untouched My mind, unkind I feel too much yet I’m empty inside When the stars combust will I die? Do they rivet when my glass shatters? Do they cry when my blin...
Shiny Tea4 days ago
Help...
Sitting in a class with new faces, I'm sitting at the back, as my mind travels to other places. I screamed "Help..." Nobody could hear a thing, Nobody would ever think, There's fear in me to approach ...
Brendan Styles4 days ago
Wrapped in Roses
I was numb looking for sensation. Torn apart, I lost the temptation. When you had me wrapped in Roses and left me covered in thorns. I was empty Inside there wasn’t too much. Like a canvas, I was crav...
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Elizabeth 4 days ago
My Random Thoughts
I coveted the things which you had. Things not mine, things you earned. I was angry that you had what I did not; That you walked upon high tones in this discord like life. The sounds of your success p...
Kalu Faith4 days ago
A Note to My Lost Friends
I hate losing friends, but I can’t help it most times. Like cotton wool stuck onto the end of a broom, I hold my friends to my heart dearly. To all my lost friends, I want you to know that it still hu...