Best Angstpain Poems
To cry…
Is to wash the soul from darkness
And suffers
To exude the pain in matters, in seconds
To laugh…
Is to revive your soul and body
Add minutes to your time
Add purpose to your life
To smile…
Is to hide the pain of yours
Kill the fragility of your time
Smirk towards the hurt
To lower your head toward the ground…
Is to live up your day with no meaning
Spend your hours idly
Pretend not to care but it hurts so much because of care
To foretell jokes…
Is to live the true agony
And be the greater good
For your happiness is soon to be yours again
To sit alone, peaceful and unbothered…
Is to live up your thoughts and visualize your ideas
Create the tones, make the lines
Open up the space that’s in your mind
To walk but not walk…
Is to visualize yourself in another place, another time
With other people, better people
To do stuff you never did
But then it hits you again
The worthlessness and insignificance of your life
To listen to music and look out the window at night…
Is to think about the lover you never had
Consider the passion that is never to occur
Live the gloominess of your time
To walk and see the completeness of you and partialness of others…
Is to finally realize how blessed and unthankful you are
How ungrateful and stupid you will always be
How one can never be grateful for what one has but other lacks
To wear your favorite clothing and realize it does not fit you perfectly…
Is to realize how wasteful and careless you are for your body
How uncomprehending you are for time and the quickness of it
How your life may pass swiftly without your joyfulness of youth
To suppress a tear on your pillow…
Is to dig the real thing deep down
Until you close your eyes
Dried tears on your face and pillow
And never to open them again you wish
The pain I feel.....
It's all that consumes me, from the moment I wake up, till the time I go to bed, pain is
what I feel...
Whether it's in my head, my head, or my neck, or my arm, or my back....pain is all I feel
My pain is real....and on most days, it's all I can feel....
How could I ever forget/ The pain that I could never forfeit/
Force it out, before the drought won't let me pour it/ Out of
the heart on my sleeve, wishing I never wore it/ Wishing I
could never whore it out to the wrong ones/ Selecting
celibate sensibilities, like nuns/ Baptizing their hearts for
fun, as the faucet runs,/ Guarding it with hard looks and
plenty of guns/ Plenty of puns stun eyes, surprised by the
truth/ Words heard to explain the pain that sharpened my
tooth/ Survival of the fit, who gets to suffer in his youth/
Superman in a cell, instead of a phone booth/ From
beginning to end, January through December,/ I can not
forget what I am forced to remember,/ Bent in ev'ry
direction, trying to be limber,/ Walking through hell,
stepping over the embers...
I do not believe anything hurts more then giving your heart to someone who never gave it to you..
Man is insensitive to the plight and pain of others, twisting poems of fun and lyrics to hurt,
All it does is lead others to strike back with the pain you left them with...
Intolerance of becoming a doormat to be walked on further,
Do you speak your pain or do you hold it in to fester?
Some do not even respect the word rare, or unique,
Toss around words like soul mate....
Only to be crushed alongside with a troop.
I fake a smile
So no one sees
The hurt and pain
That’s killing me
Theres no one to tell
No one to confide
I think I’ll just stay here
Ball up and hide
Thin
Close to breaking
Fading smiles
I’m faking
They begin to crack
And underneath
My fear
And silent
Screaming teeth
Demons
Under the fasade of me
Shadows
In the heart of me
The pain is mine
Slowly it kills
I just want to stay here
And be really still
Such pain and suffering as ensues
From the torment in my head,
O sweetheart, why do you refuse
That I keep faith to our bed;
Such burden there is to my heart
That a mule could not stand firm,
Yet the cruelty, when loves apart
Is naught, to gold of loves affirm;
Then brightness lifts that inner soul
Makes mock of wise and fool,
And banishes the darkened shawl
That caused sweet love to cool;
Though pain and suffering ensue
My love, my sweet, stays true to you.
unprotected in my own home
I beg to be loved
as I am dying alone
every second of everyday
I'm falling apart
please Lord oh please
send someone to mend my heart
but my prayers go unanswered
and the abuse gets worse
everyday life is now
becoming a curse
this is my only escape
from reality
It's still dropping me
just as hard as gravity
its pretty bad when every
poem I rigtht
makes the child inside me
cry to sleep at night
begging and pleading
to stop the pain
before the child within
goes utterly insane
if I don't cry tonight
will you stop,
if I don't yell tonight
will the pain halt
if only for a second daddy
If only in my sleep
please daddy dont hurt me again
my bodys to weak
Mommy slept straight
through the night again
no worries he said
it's just his little friend
but the pain was unending
the hurt was uncaring
no matter how hard I tried
I couldn't stop glaring
Children,
Offspring, fruit of the womb,
blessings and cursings, reminder of our youth.
His pain is magnified in me. His sorrow is forever in my heart,
never dulling with time. If there are infirmities, big or small,
seems magnified-distress in my soul,
night and day, praying without ceasing.
Wondering why, life is that way.
Does my sin cause my sorrow, is it luck or destiny?
No one knows the cause, but to endure and live is our choice
and duty. Live life to overcome sin,
obstacles, pain and sorrow.
I will think of these on the 'morrow.