sad poetry

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

Scarlet Silver
Love is a killer with dangerous smile, Murdering its victims with delight, Dark is here, out with the daylight, Like a serpent it spits venom in spite with effortless guile, It is burning but cannot k...
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J Buntin10 hours ago
Cyclical Destruction
A child Unaware she is the eye of the storm Beauty and grace Absorbing the world around her A child Being led into the lions den A woman Sees the good inside the man Wants him to see it too Believes i...
A. R. Ambrosi11 hours ago
Gloria
What weeping my eyes have bled I formed you from my tears The music that created you Those years ago And I still see you As clearly as ever You came to me in a dream And for the briefest moment You we...
Felecia Burgett12 hours ago
Sunrise Is Poison
it's never what you expect the single brilliant explosion the sound of something shattering deep in your chest instead: tired. tired. you really don't think something this broken can lose anymore of i...
Lost_ Alone13 hours ago
Darkness
"Are you afraid of the dark?" I'm not afraid of the dark that fills my room at 2 a.m. Or the shadows on the street The darkness hides the monster under my bed and conceals the furthest corner of my ro...
Alenacy Inmana day ago
Plan of Escape
I feel like I'm suffocating. I feel like you have locked me up so tight in a box with no holes where I can breathe. I don't understand why you are trying to kill me. I feel like I'm in a bubble and ca...
E. Lizbeta day ago
Untitled 12
Better check out now or I’ll end up reeling So feeling ashamed And unladylike If being ladylike Equaled not vomiting emotions on someone If being ladylike meant not being nutso. I’ve always punished m...
The Backwards System
They speak of silence as if it’s a burden On the canvas pained with the answers no Innocent until proven guilty So the victim takes the heavy blow You should of got out should of blocked em should of ...
James Brend2 days ago
A Product of Sex and Violence
I am just a sick man; they’ve all washed their hands. I leave metaphors all in my wake. I’m a freak, i am weak, I’m a fool, my whole future’s looking bleak. You’re so cool, look at you, beautiful. You...
Jade Grayson2 days ago
Jaded Stain
Serrated blade, a jagged edge, stepping out on a window ledge. Speeding 'round the curve on Heartbreak Ridge, you see someone jump from the crumbling bridge. SPLAT! Brakes lock on the street below, no...
Tony Fresia2 days ago
Memorized
The sound of echoed memories distilled as if there were no more to be had. Heavy thoughts of the days before echoed the line of thought. Once more and once again I was lost without hope. Madness infus...
Anthony Ray2 days ago
Still Night
I look out and see it's still Night I look at the floor and realize that my shadow comes from the moon's light Wishing I was who I used to be, happy and bright Looking around, I forget.. it's still Ni...
Kira Nichole2 days ago
Dear Forget-Me-Not
Dear Forget-Me-Not do you remember how you used to laugh your head thrown back teeth shining, tongue wild or perhaps you remember the screams of tears the begging not to leave your nose red, chest hea...
Luce LeBeau2 days ago
Found and Lost
It pains me To see you so blue, But what can I do When I can't reach out to you? I'm lonely. I'm tired. I want to go home. But what home have I ever known? I feel. I seek. I cry. But my tears are seen...
Rachel Navarro2 days ago
Limbo
Burn out my tongue, I am aching over you. Don't you feel my spirit, clawing at your wounds? Put your face towards mine so you can see my eyes roll back at your every complaint. Look into my eyes you s...
Kameron Boulton2 days ago
Overdose
The tile floor is cold. I can feel the blood oozing out of my nose and the vomit drying on my lips. I’m sweating. A lot. My vision is fading and my heart is racing. My arm burns like hell where I put ...
Survivor’s Guilt
Taillights flicker ahead of me, Cloudy skies and full fog. There’s been a shooting. Parkland, Florida. It somehow stings more. Students like me. Not history, news. Not news, now. Right now. The white ...