Best Losspain Poems
Look into these eyes, these eyes show no mercy
Like flesh ripping off my skin, I scream
I shout the names of those I do not know
Like darkness I shall spread through your dreams
For they will become nightmares
Of which there is no return…
How you will cry, but no tears will fall
For you have sinned, and shall be burnt
Like a thousand suns you shall feel my wrath
Blood dripping from your eyes, ears and nose
The wall thickens with every breath you take
The truth I now expose
You have smiled at death… looked into its eyes
Seen the fury within the depths of his soul!
To bring you pain and much suffering
Is his aim, his only goal!
The fear from which he feeds
Is buried deep inside your mind
Laying dormant, hidden from plain sight
But eventually it will find you!
Haunt you, and bury you alive
Rip the jaws apart, gouge your eyes
Peel your skin off, until you’ve bled plenty
Only leading to your demise
For the pain doesn’t end there
It’s only about to start….
The executioner waits down below…
Ready to tear you apart
When you scream, the angels will but only laugh
For you did not listen well
You mocked them, ignored them
Now in hell’s kitchen you dwell
Into a pit of which there is no return
No escape only much suffering to come
This world varies in torture
Of which none can be ran from!
You will bleed endlessly…
Suffer like never before….
Praying to God to take you out
But he listens no more!
The path you chose has lead you to fall
And now your consequences you must face
Now endless misery and regret
For denying God’s wondrous Grace!!!
Eliel202
Belize (Country)
Oh how I wish I could go back,
To heal the pain inside my heart;
To say goodbye before it was too late,
To see you smile at me once more;
To heal the pain inside my heart,
To hear your laughter fill the air,
To see you smile at me once more;
What I wouldn’t give to just go back,
To hear your laughter fill the air,
To say goodbye before it was too late,
What I wouldn’t give to just go back;
Oh how I wish I could go back.
~For Paula's Back to Bacl Contest~
It’s a funny thing.
Has a connotation of pain and hate.
To me:
Its survival. It’s all I have.
If I lose it- I die.
If I see it, if I feel it- I live.
So far its been pain and only that
I wait for my chance
Until then, I live off of it.
My blood.
Form:
You left i cried
im lost inside
this pain i gain
tears fall like rain
it hurts it cuts
i miss you so much
three years have passed
im suffering atlast
realizing my pain out of no where it just hit me
wishing everyday that you'll come back to earth to get me
but your never comming back
and they'll never see me smile
due to all the love i lack
i wont be happy for awhile.
-Spencer Coggsdale dedicated to Roxanne Lynnette
Tears of pain fall from her tired eyes, too many tears she's already cried. A life full of pain
she has seen through her eyes, and miles she has walked with sadness by her side. Many
years of pain have left her feeling empty inside. She feels the pain as her heart is torn from
the inside out, pain and sarrow are all that life has left to offer her, as tears stream down her
face. She remembers a time, a place when the tears were gone, and a smile took their
place, all she had to do was see a smile upon her childrens face. But now their gone, they
take with them pieces of her torn heart. She is left with a bleeding heart, a broken soul with
tears in her eyes and a pain that wont die.
Form:
I just can’t find the words,
To ease the pain you feel.
Please know that you are not alone,
And somehow time can heal.
My heart, how it breaks for you,
As tender teardrops fall.
We may never have the answers,
To understand it all.
When everything around you crashes,
The roots of faith are tested.
Yet, beneath a devastated land,
The seeds of love are rested.
Once again, to rise, and be reborn,
New life and hope restored.
May Jesus hold you now,
The one who truly knows.
Our Lord and Savior,
He’s been there,
Fragile hearts and souls enclosed.
The pain and hurt you feel now,
So few have ever known.
He knows the feeling,
He bears the scars,
My friend you’re not alone.
I too, have walked in shoes you wear,
The path of thorns unfolds.
His footprints will alone remain,
He carries kindred “Soles”.
Tears in my eyes
is something I can not deny
with nowhere to go
and nothing to show
happiness just seeming to be a dream
and nightmares ripping me from the seams
a pain that is so deep
a torment I will always keep
searching for a purpose
one that never seems to surface
thoughts that are out of control
emotions that take there toll
finding someway to depart
to rid this pain in my heart
what now is truly possible in my life
after the impossible shows her true colours
to lose sight of you and your magic lens
so shortly after you have come into view
i cannot feel your aura anymore
my pain within has taken me to my knees
my eyes cannot see and i can barely breath
begging you please just turn around
i cannot feel my heart or soul
this wound cuts to deep to the marrow
your legacy is a scar that will never heal
the pain will never cease
i have tried to find the words
to be allowed a gentle surrender
to find a way beyond
the reach of the memory of you
an impossibility to be sure
lost footsteps searching to find
a mia culpa retreat sans honour
yearning to find a solitary empty space
far and away…out of focus
to let my broken soul
mend within the eye of the storm
IRISH
I see the sadness behind those eyes.
I feel the sorrow when your soul cries.
The pain of loss I:ve been betrayed,
Bye the dirt of the earth were your body was laid .
I"ll dig down deep to the box ,coverd with hurt
the pain and rocks .
The love of my life she has gone her way .
I would burn forever,
If in my life she could stay...............
James......................................................
Form:
Shh...
Hush...
Don't speak those words,
We don't want to hear them.
Remember us...
Do not forget...
Though we are gone,
Our memory remains.
Don't joke...
Don't laugh...
It's not funny,
The pain we deal with.
You ridicule...
You mock...
Who are you to judge us,
Have you forgotten we're human too?
This Day is for us,
When our pain and loss
Speak through the silence of others.
March 4, 2011
PAIN
I HAVE NEVER DREAMT OF
THIS WILL BE MY
FATE.
THE THINGS ARE TURNING
INTO SIROCCO OF LIFE
AGAIN AND AGAIN.
THE TIME SHOULD HAVE
STOPPED BY ME.
AND SHOULD HAVE GONE
ON AND ON.
TH E FEEL IS HORRIBLE
FEEL TO FOLLOW
AND CAN'T BE CHANGED FOR
FOREVER SO.
IT HAS BEEN RUINED
ALL ALONE.
AND LEFT ALONE ON
ISLE OF MY OWN.
FEEL IS KICKING DEEP
IN MY HEART.
AND GIVING ANEURYSM
TO ME IN MY HEART.
THE PAIN IS UN-BEARABLE,
AND COMING OUT OF THE PAIN
IS DIFFICULT FOR
ME TO FACE.
IT IS NOT AT ALL
WAY I THOUGHT.
WHY CAN 'T IT BE
THE WAY I THOUGHT.
THE THINGS COMING BY ME
ARE NOT THE THINGS I THOUGHT.
THE FEEL IS KILLING ME
DAY AND NIGHT.
ELOPE IS THE THOUGHT
I AM THINKING OF.
TO GO ON ISLE
WHERE I CAN FIND MY OWN.
AND FEEL SHOULD BE GOOD
TO FEEL.
Form:
It hurts me
it kills me
this emptyness fills me
these memories they cut me
my arm is so bloody
my hearts barly beating
im possessed with this feeling
im loosing controle
tords the darkness i go
my cutts just wont heal
my pain just surrounds me
as im standing still
this world moves around me
im lost and alone
with a heart made of stone
waiting for the day you come back to me
but your gone and your souls free
and im suffering painfully
now im left to deal
with this pain that i feel.
-Spencer Coggsdale R.I.P ROXY
You left us today
With sorrow so heavy
And pain so strong,
Our grief is indescribable,
But our hope hangs on.
We know God’s promises
To which we cling with our life,
A promise of no pain or tears,
A promise of no strife
As the seasons come and go
Your light will be missed,
But your memory will not fade away,
Our lives you have kissed.
And on that wonderful day
Your face we will see
And for eternity
We forever will be.
Thinking of you while I lay dying
The pain is so intense
I lay here screaming in pain
Hyperventalating to keep the oxygen coming
Crying over the one I have lost.
If only I could go back
And erase the wrongs I've done to you.
For now though,
I continue pining away in your shadow
I lay here dying
Form:
From a beam he dangled as the rope choked out his breath
So very soon to end his life as he does the dance of death.
The grandma sees her grandson and has to take him down
She lays him on the carpet that is colored brown.
High up on a structure eyes are starring down
Will blackout over come him before he hits the ground;
The morbid and the curious have finally gone away
There’s only those who clean the mess, it's just another day.
Dinner on the table with plate and fork and knife
The only thing that's swallowed is a pill to end her life.
Who said that it is painless have they looked around the room
The pain does carry on and on far beyond the doom.
With a knife the cut was made now blood spills on the floor
Soon the shadows of the dark will come in through the door.
Who said there are no victims; reactions carry on;
This tragedy repeats it’s self; through days that take too long
.
With rocks put in her pockets in water not so high
She sucks the water to her lungs that's how she chose to die.
The husband of Virginia Wolf, now he knows too well
His days are filled with misery and his life's a living hell.
Desperate to escape he points the pistol to his head
The triggers pulled, a roar goes off; and just like that he's dead.
When she opened up the door she saw the pieces of his brain
The blood in puddles on the floor; was like water from the drain.
Blood is on her shirt; where she held him for too long
But it's simply far too late the life in him is gone.
Who says that it is painless have they looked around the room
I know the pain does carry on and on far beyond the doom.
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