sad poetry

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

Marcus Kruep21 days ago
The Bottle
Me and the bottle have been thinking of you again Wondering where you are, and asking how you’ve been Sometimes I can fight it And a sober mind denies it But I don’t myself calling you again I hear th...
Lanessa Lewis21 days ago
All I Am Is Alone
You can’t make me better, When I don’t even know what’s wrong with me, Can’t send me prescriptions to keep me together Or I’ll accidentally overdose and make it seem, Like I was never supposed to be h...
Tonia Sky21 days ago
Insanity
I struggle with the inability to let things go I want to keep everyone so close Even when they want to go Insanity it seems I can’t help but go to the extremes Darling, darling, Sit a while with me Ma...
Cassiie Etienne25 days ago
Now
Now that I write it down you erase it, Now I speak my mind you twist it, Now I tell you how it is you deny it, Now I go for what's mine, you hate it, If you don't give me freedom now I'll end it… And ...
Poetic Goddessa month ago
The Escape
I feel myself pulling, slowly pulling away from everything that once brought me comfort and peace. I see myself leaving, leaving all the things that made me feel low and beneath the world. Outside I a...
Conversations at My Viewing
"She must have just jumped. There were no signs of foul play. She left a note and the shoes she was wearing." "Why would she take off her shoes, that makes no sense?" "That's tragic, and right before ...
Steven Baldrya month ago
This Boat
This Boat. There is a vacant look behind the eyes. A mystery of unwelcome surprise. That hides a fear of the unsaid. Of the worst that could happen within my head. I sit in silence my heart pounds. As...
Void
It’s hard to explain exactly what I felt it wasn’t anger nor sadness and not the regular feeling of depression. It was like another part of me was forming and eating me up inside to make room for what...
Jaden Bleua month ago
Mine Eyes Have Seen the Gory
Foggy brain didn't know what was wrong Until years later Now the scenes replay as a terrorizing song Mind is a treacherous trader Never to forget my assaulter Never to forget when the bombs fell Zonin...
Siena Dinia month ago
I Want to Go
i sit and hold my knees to my chest, which somehow keeps my body from falling apart, starting with tears and then my heart. everything hurts, from my head to my soul. my skin crawls because it is my s...
Lizz Wilesa month ago
Some Things
There are some things you will never be ready for. It doesn’t matter how cynical you are, or how much faith you lost in people long ago. There are just some things you cannot protect yourself from. I ...
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Sophia Richesa month ago
Poetry
Depression is coming and it's coming for all of us. It doesn't discriminate, we could all fall victim to it. I lay in bed at night because I can feel it creeping up on me, I feel it taking over me. I ...
Wildin Coyotea month ago
Memories Faded and Faded
The closest thing i had to a grandfather Is an aluminum can Stories around the fire gather around Tears n some laughter The happily ever after i never found A hole i cant fix Memories i cant remember ...
meka cartera month ago
Insomnia
Darkness eludes my eyes Yet the sun remains at peace Against a sky bluer than my soul, stars gleam While the moonlight witnesses my grief Every day and night, recycling routines Familiar reminders of ...
Ecarg Nosivea month ago
9-5
My life is achingly boring Go to bed at night and get up for work in the morning Come home go to the gym, or drink then sleep until you do it again I have patience but not for nonsense Life shouldn’t ...
Kat Garciaa month ago
I’m to Blame
I spent so many hours crying Trying So hard to keep myself from dying Cuz this war I’m fighting inside Can’t hide No more when I’m fighting a war outside as well And while you sleep your pain away I l...
Chanelle Dunsona month ago
Cry Baby
I'm a crybaby Or at least that's how I feel I cry when I can't do what you want me to do I cry when I can't be how you want me to be I cry when I hurt you unintentionally I cry when cause I understand...
Neil Kellya month ago
EverStill
To fight this world yielding nought but our weapons paints a solemn picture for ones future Let go and release, A Certain feeling retains false imprisonment far beyond realities crude marshes. I won't...