sad poetry

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

Shawn MQ2 years ago
Bully Mia
Unwanted thoughts, can I rid them? My mind is playing tricks on me again. Mia loves my company but she’s far from being a friend. She’s filling me with disgust and forces it to be removed. Overcoming ...
Miguel Melo2 years ago
Choices
Why Darkness and not Light? But if one cannot exist without the other, why ask? Once upon a time, a little boy was forced to go to a dark place and he was afraid. But he was not alone there. The demon...
Jocelyn White2 years ago
Last Night I Dreamed
Last night I dreamed that I was lying in my bed but it was drifting away from shore. There were no stars above, just this giant blue moon and the farther I floated away from land the quieter it became...
K S2 years ago
Falling Apart
The smile quickly turns to tears Her porcelain face cracks to pieces, Salty tears run down the lines of her cheeks, She can not open her mouth to speak. Up above, sunshine turns overcast, She knows he...
The Flirting Lush
Couldn’t begin to describe the flavor It made my stomach upset Called your name down the hall But the language isn’t the same Burn old letters and curse the post office It’s salty and sweet That’s all...
Amanda Frazier2 years ago
Flinch
That flinch you see when you raise your voice, you’re not imagining it, it is a scar of the past, a fingerprint pressed into the soft wax heart of a child, who wanted nothing more than peace and quiet...
Penny Campbell2 years ago
Unreciprocated Feelings
The dull pang in my heart aches ever so slightly. My heart thuds in my chest almost too painfully, rattling my ribcage and jumps up to my throat. My breath now stuck in my throat suffocates me endless...
K S2 years ago
To Stalk / Or Be Stalked
I walk through the rain I walk the same route every day. I come into contact with you always And only today did I notice you properly. I see you in the rain spattered window At night, I see you. But, ...
Jennay Hayden2 years ago
No One Is Truly Here
No one is truly here to wipe away your starlight tears, For that is not their purpose. No one is truly here to watch you for all these tiresome years, For that is not their purpose. No one is truly he...
Miguel Melo2 years ago
Sea of Sorrow
"A sea of clouds, fears and sorrows I cannot see my light in the sky And yet, she is above the same sea. Open my wings I must, to reach her in the sky and again be able to dance in the stars. With the...
K S2 years ago
Untitled
It bleeps, lights up, vibrates. Hello’s are exchanged at half-past-eight. The thumb calms the fit of excitement from the morning contact. Letters form upon the screen, buttons tapped. “Message Sending...
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Jane Gray2 years ago
You
Temporary insanity... a place of blissful indulgence, yes here it comes again... She laughs i'll go with the movement of it... fluid rhythm la la la a runaway train, a bolting horse... bridleless yes....
K S2 years ago
A Smile to Conceal the Pain
She lies everyday To strangers To loved ones She pretends she's okay In reality she's crying inside. She avoids eye contact at all times She plasters a smile on her face Forces herself to laugh at peo...
Rose Pelos2 years ago
15 Units
Fifteen shots of vodka or rum, Or two bottles of cheap wine, Every one is a different person at 3am; And the bourbon simply passes the time. Drink to the ones who can’t stand you, Drink to the man who...
What's a Homewrecker's Job?
A homewrecker's job is to reap the benefits of a wife, without having to put in the work of a wife. Making herself believe that she is taking my place. At the time I was not mature enough to realize t...
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christopher 2 years ago
Ode to a Chickadee
What Haunts me the most, are the Random, little deaths, My mind refuses to comprehend Genocide, for even one short breath, And so, as fickle life leaves the eye of my tiny rescued bird, True Sadness b...
The Bulb In The Lighthouse
A sea of blue, green, white and sterility The Bulb in the lighthouse flickers and dies. Up on the rocks now, I've lost all mobility, Is it early morning or late, late night? Salty water slowly dances ...
K S2 years ago
Broken
I am broken, I can not feel Right behind this steering wheel. My mind is bleeding, thoughts of you I don’t know what I am going to do. A big part of me has been ripped away, I will never recover, neve...