sad poetry

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

Victoria Brown15 days ago
Sixteen
When I was seven, I thought being sixteen meant that I would be the popular cheerleader with the cool car; the girl everyone liked. I wish I could go back to that state of mind. When I was thirteen, I...
Hannah Rose16 days ago
Nightmare
It’s things like long sleeves In one hundred degrees You’d think they’d notice But all they see is the outside they look at their downside I’m not there to clean, but they don’t ask why I’m so lean I ...
Zermina Wadood16 days ago
Empty Dreams
The empty seat next to me Is reserved for you. People ask if they can sit there, but I smile politely and tell them that it's taken. All of the other seats start filling up, But I know you'll be back ...
im good16 days ago
Emotions
Lost without no guide or direction Alone with no one to hold me To tell me everything will be okay The pain of hurt it pierced in my heart To fight through all the emotions I've endured I hide the sad...
Jason Giecek16 days ago
Wearing a Mask
I've instantly become that grinning mask that carefully hides my face, I've sold myself to my elaborate disguise, That intentionally hides my lasting disgrace, I've lost my way, To find my way home!
Sarah Williams17 days ago
Worthy
Tell me something is there a way to make you remember what happened. I see it everyday in my actions, my emotions, my words. You left me messed up inside when you disregarded everything. I am not here...
Small Poems18 days ago
Up Here
I see tired faces sitting in squares, trapped in their world with only four corners to turn to. That star outside breaks, it’s light throws a stuttering shade on the walking dead below it. I see puff ...
Arieann Pettway18 days ago
Can't Let Go
If I could take back the mistakes I created in my past, I would in a heartbeat. It's no fun being constantly reminded of what you done by the people whom love you unconditionally. Those same people se...
Justin Otero18 days ago
My Eyes
I open my eyes and all I can see is this confinement of my imagination manifesting into my reality These four walls that are slowly closing in on me as fear has me paralyzed within my subconscious As ...
Avna R19 days ago
HashtagRant!
Ahh... Will you read the following without any preconceived ideas of previous writings? Can you enter this page with a free unbiased un-stereotyped mind? No. The silent thought process before the decl...
Stephanie Munn19 days ago
Not What I Envisioned
I swear I'm trying But it's never good enough I try and I try But I feel like giving up Complain and whine Aggravated and a burden The pain seeps through my veins Tilt the bottle back and hit the bour...
Alyson Worrell19 days ago
The Stranger, the Demon, the Ghost
Weeps My body weeps for peace. Burst into Flames Even in the dark your hand finds my hand and we burst into flames. I Dream, Of pain free days For understanding. For less negative thoughts For compass...
Alyson Worrell19 days ago
The Stranger, The Demon, The Ghost
Eyes My eyes stay closed, for so long in fear of the darkness, The stranger, the demon, the ghost, their hot breath upon my neck. Claws The pain won’t let me go, its two claws have burrowed into my sk...
Ametress Belton19 days ago
We All Must Go
My heart is heavy, but I cannot cry. And though I know we all must die; I still find myself asking why. Life comes and life goes, death comes for us all young and old. It doesn't matter who you are, r...
B C19 days ago
Emptiness
I hoped that the beauty around me would somehow soothe this aching yearning to feel anything other than the crushing emptiness smothering my fractured soul. But it just furthers my sense of detachment...
Serrena Gragg20 days ago
So Much
I can only take in so much hurt, Before it starts to razor cut my lungs, And I stop breathing in my own air. I become caged, in a thought that you shared. And I do my best to stand tall, to be the bes...
Serena Taylor21 days ago
Flower
There's this little girl who I spot picking dandelions for her imaginary friends or running through the tall green grass, her hair flowing gracefully behind her. Her hair is always a little tangled fr...
Jade Renteria21 days ago
Grieving
My day was a blur and I couldn't focus. Everything around me was moving except me. I need to get out... now. I got in the car and drove away... I arrived to only place I have known. In the country whe...