Best Sadpain Poems
Oh, unfeeling God
Am I ever permitted to know
why the one who was still so much needed
was the one who was chosen to go?
With all my soul I beg of you
turn not your ears from my plea.
Oh, unfeeling God
Why my deep pain do you not see?
Oh, unhearing God
You know that I would have given my all
if I could have kept my beloved
until I too, had answered your call.
I would gladly have carried the burden,
would have taken his illness and pain.
Oh, unhearing God
Why do you keep me pleading in vain?
Oh, far away God
Was Heaven’s need so much greater than ours?
If so please give me a sign Lord,
I have searched and I’ve searched in your stars.
I beseech you to love him as I did
So he will not feel so alone.
Oh, far away God
Do you not hear my sad moan?
Oh, forgiving God
Perhaps I loved him too much Lord,
in the way that I should have loved You.
If so I now give you my solemn word.
I did what I thought I should do.
I taught him to be good and true.
Oh, forgiving God,
Did I forget or neglect to thank you?
Oh, loving God
For my selfishness I vow to atone.
I’ll praise you each day for the blessing
of the child I forgot was on loan.
He was your own precious creation
whom you trustingly put in my care.
Oh, loving God
Will you comfort my pain hard to bear?
For Paula's " Beseech" form won no. 4
Glistening symbol of my pain
this lonely tear. You wet my cheek.
As a smile I try to feign,
unable now of joy to speak.
This lonely tear you wet my cheek
hinting at things not shared.
Unable now of joy to speak;
feeling so lost and scared.
Hinting at things not shared
into the shadows I fear, I've tumbled
feeling so lost and scared.
My pain you make me ache and stumble.
Into the shadows I fear I've tumbled,
and all I see is black.
My pain you make me ache, and stumble
as strength I seem to lack.
And all I see is black.
By this grief I have been swallowed.
As strength I seem to lack,
and by rain forever followed.
By this grief I have been swallowed,
as a smile I try to feign.
And by rain forever followed,
glistening, symbol of my pain.
For Paula Swanson contest 'Pantoum'
3rd place
Inhaled at the age of innocence,
with a breath that lies between stars,
with immortal depths that have no
ending as my lungs forever expand,
Exhalation has become unachievable,
due to the obstruction of faith
of a boy for his very first dream,
Chest heaving as a heart aches,
Is love a tree or the deepest ocean?
My breath or my reason for holding?
The questions unanswered since the
dawn of man and emotion alike,
Thus the bittersweet conclusion
appears that love equals the two,
Yet how does such beauty create
a pain that suffers from insomnia?
Expendable only to a few torn souls
who have breathed the sweet intoxication
of love, and caressed the linger of its enticing
aroma, and suffered the sting of its departure,
Leaving hearts which cannot withstand the
agony, to exhale affection for everything in
its entirety, crushing the hope of such youths,
yet this warning takes nothing from its appeal,
For to breathe love, is to touch enchantment,
As romance itself in but a breathe shared
between two spirits rewarded for persistence,
With the risk of being proven fallible,
which leads to tears and pain entwined,
Must we not embrace the risk as reward?
For those as myself, who answered "no"
are condemned to the most fragile breathing,
For each breath hurts like the last
One love, one lost, one breath in all,
Breathing her in as if she has become
the last breath of oxygen in my life,
For she has, she has become my only,
due to a choice made for the perfect love,
Yet my painful irony has become, breathing
and loving, with each one, keeping
the agony of the other alive forever
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
There was a girl
Who had it all
Had the friends
Had the family
Had a very nice life
She was a good student
She was a great friend
She was a good daughter
She was happy
Then one day something happend
Everything started to go so wrong
She lost her parents to drugs
and from then on everything went down hill
She stopped going to school
Stopped dreaming
She stopped talking to people
Stopped believing
She started to cry herself to sleep at night
But that didnt help the pain go away
So she picked up a blade and decided to play
A very dangerous game
One slit, two slit, three slit, four. . .
She went on and on til the pain was no more
But when she stopped it all came back
So she did it again and again
Til she was weak
Til she fell asleep
Her scares went unnotice
No one really cared
So why should she?
But then one day mom got clean
Her dad didnt care
Told her to never dream
He said
"Dreams are worthless, stop believing" and she listened
And stop dreaming
Stopped believing
Mom tried so hard to fix the past
Dad didnt care
His drugs was what he had
What he needed
Never stopped to see
That his daughter was
In the cross-fire
But he desired that high
Needed it
Left her
Never returned
And when he did
He said he changed
But he didnt
Her life was filled with so much pain
In her mind she believed that her life was a nightmare and
She's just waiting to wake up again
This is my story
There's no happy ending
Im waiting for my nightmare to end
So my dreams can began. . .
If I had but one wish I would give it to you.
For you see, there is nothing in my life I wish to undo.
Every mountain climbed and road journeyed down
Has made me the person who stands before you now.
At the many mistakes I did make,
Oh at the countless wrong turns did I take.
So from these things I now glean,
May I ask you just one thing?
Who are you to judge my life
And determine what's wrong and what's right?
For every decision I've made has defined who I am
And it's not your place to pass judgment on the race that I've ran.
Rather, let me hold up the mirror so you may clearly see
How each one of your negative comments further separates you from me.
At first you look away, you don't even try.
Could it be that you would rather believe a lie?
Conviction slowly builds up inside
And you soon realize this is something from which you can no longer hide.
And what is it in that mirror in which you see?
Do you see the truth of who you really are in all its monstrosity?
Tears begin to fill your eyes and then soon you see
That this whole time it was about your own pain and never me.
I forgive you for the pain you have caused my heart.
I only wish you could have been genuine from the start.
The time has come for us to part ways.
I pray you know and accept the truth for the rest of your days.
However, for the lies you told
I pray all hell unfolds
To devour your black and wretched soul.
My mind wondered around the space,
The moon boring to my taste,
Lack of stars upsetting to my taste,
As usual the big muscled man flashed to my face,
The one who multiplies wounds in my heart,
Trembling in my jeans,
I was fashioned i pain,
I heard the voice of death,
My life was a breath,
My brains fixed to my stomach,
I tried to run,
Too late
He cuddled me like cheese,
A slap thrown to my face,
The pain took my flesh to my teeth,
Pleaded on my knees,
All labor in vain,
He marked me with tons of pain,
These are the eyes of pain that never fails,
He created a scene of terror,
My soul refuse to abide to his touch,
I gathered strength of a stone,
I shook the mountain out of its place,
It trembled,
I fixed lightening to my legs,
Elizabeth Lepapa inspired by Unwritten contest by Constance La France The rambling poet
Matters not how much I may want to rescue you
That closed steel door I cannot walk through
Outside the door feet planted firmly on the ground
Knocking every so gently trying not to pound
But everytime my knuckles on the door they tap
Stinging fire flies out and my face is slapped
Through the pain I can hear your plaintiff calling
For something to save you from further falling
So to my purpose I try bravely to stay true
Attempting to find a path to get through
To figure out a way in which my spirit can fly
Over walls of brick so tall they touch the sky
A prisoner within chained by ego, pain and guilt
There I can see the Fortress you've built
Out of the windows fire of anger consumes
Any real healing touch you continue to refuse
Because the rescue does not come totally free
Only you have the power to open the door and choose to believe
"Can't and won't take the risk you say
Of the sorrow you'd feel when it all blows away
Denying that you must search deep down inside
Beyond your walls and utterly foolish pride
You can keep decorating the walls as long as you like
And continue convincing yourself it's your lot in life
And when the spirits that be send you a sign
Crush it with cruelty and continue to resign
To the anger that keeps reaching out with a fire that burns
Against a true spirit whose soul only yearns
For nothing more than to grant your wish
Of inner peace and true love sealed with a kiss
But all the angry fire steals my strength
Taking my sensitive spirit to it's very length
My failure then scars my heart truly bad
That after the pain I become so very sad
Once able to see through my heartfelt tears
I know it so well and can feel all your fears
If only my love spirit I wish for you to see
How I offer all I have to you so humbly
Because even after the faeries come carry me away
The gift I give to you is to ease your dismay
No intent to cause pain or wreak havoc in your heart
Just only for you to escape the lonely part
Simple and free with no evil involved
"First" you say. "So many issues to resolve"
The walls of brick you've built over time
Seems like an eternity they would take to climb
When all along if you so choose
With a blink of an eye and not a moment to lose
It's been a matter of your choice to reach beyond
Those walls of protection to which you've grown so fond
........Cont'd in Part II
The doctor has examined the patient
And the diagnosis is clear
Terminal!
For the patient
A horrible death I fear
I am not one for the continued suffering of the patient
The condition will only get worse
Day by day and year-by-year
And will increase as the end comes near
This disease unfortunately
Has no cure
It not a virus or a germ
But something old and pure
Its existence has been known
And continues to endure
Attempts at a solution
Have been met with confusion
We have tried for a long time
To relieve the patient’s pain
Only to have our efforts
Die in vain
The patient you see won’t survive
But the evil that inflicts him
Will continue to thrive
Our solution both radical and insane
Will offer comfort and remove the pain
Kill the patient and all the cells
And the evil will no longer
Have a home to dwell
The world can no longer sustain the infection
It can no longer support the evil deeds of man
It will soon be time for the patient to be cured
Through the Resurrection
Eric (and sometimes not)
“Please don’t touch me” were the words that were spoken,
but he didn’t listen; his promises were broken.
Unwanted caress, he slips his hand up her dress.
Stealing a soul that’s not his, her body to posses.
Forceful domination, innocence frozen in fear.
Hiding inside, only feeling that one single tear.
Embedded scars, her heart forever closed.
Never opening again, pain never exposed.
Try and touch her heart, it seems happy on the surface,
bright cheery smile, distracting with a purpose.
Emotions concealed, don’t try to get in.
She’ll just smile, laugh and try to pretend.
With one evil touch, a soul was changed forever.
A bright shining light, hiding inside seems better.
Never know who she is, could be any random face.
Look into her eyes; can you see her disguised shame?
She wears a mask to the masquerade, the never ending dance.
True love can’t happen, never gives it a chance.
Scars never heal, in her world there’s no one to trust.
Her pain forever hides, because of one single touch.
He asked his wife for sex one night,
hoping for pleasure and delight.
She claimed she wasn’t in the mood,
to strip down to her beautiful nude.
Persistent and not giving up,
begging like a very young pup.
This went on for about an hour,
up until the mood went sour.
Finally saying enough is enough,
she said I’m hurting so nothing rough.
To the bedroom they went with her in tow,
in her heart not wanting to go.
So on top he climbed and begin to mount,
her lips sealed quiet as a mouse.
The pain hit like a ton of bricks,
as her husband continued his fix.
She asked him to stop because it hurt,
should have raised a large red alert.
Stop he did not continuing to go,
until she cried and begged him to slow.
Pushing him off in utter pain,
and all he did was complain.
It was her fault for the pain that she had,
he exclaimed as he began to get mad.
So my dear readers the question I ask,
rape or not rape wrapped in a mask.
This is pure rape mixed in the plot,
she doesn’t think so believe it or not.
Nathan Bane Leccese
©All Rights Reserved 05/28/2009
*Sorry I was not in the best of moods this day when I wrote this.
Sometimes I'd rather smile then cry
make pretend everything's fine
Look at the smile on my face
feel the pain in my eyes
hiding true feelings sucks
but its better then showing them off.
Laugh and smile
but in pain inside
lock yourself in a bathroom
break down, and start to cry
see yourself in the mirror
and finally you realize
that the person you're trying to be
isnt who you really are.
sometimes you try to be strong
but it takes a real person to cry
thats why i do it behind doors
no one needs to see my tears fall.
i dont let people see me cry
but they never look within
because even though my smile is out there
my eyes show the real pain inside.
if you looked into my eyes
you will see the misery
i'd rather keep it to myself
cause sharing it might cause grief.
take my pain to the grave
and pretend everythings okay
if pain tries to catch up
im just going to runaway.
pushed aside
left alone
nobody sees
open your eyes
they just move along
unknowing, oblivious
open your eyes and you will see
the pain it rips
pulls inside me
throbbing
heavy
it is too much
they don't know!
pay attention
just open and look
someone has to see this
why don't i tell
they push away harder
they reject
they disagree
the pain gets stronger
i suffer in silence
my fault
i wish i didn't need them
their eyes never open
they don't wish to see me
just keep away
safer it seems
don't let them touch me
run away
get away
you have something better
eventually you will learn
it might be too late
to open your eyes
Air breathed in, thick with sorrow,
The night too dense with pain,
This sunrise barely compensates,
For battles fought in vain.
Care has taken up its place,
Behind her weary brow,
Drowning out the happy sound,
Of friendly laughter now.
The pain that racks her weary form,
Mere words could ill express,
The toll it takes upon her heart,
Her lips must now confess.
Perhaps the bruises left by hate,
Should not have been revealed,
To those who turn their heads away;
From the elect concealed.
She dares not hope this pain will pass,
The scars, and nightmares fade,
Will time succeed in killing off,
What greed and anger made?
And when it's all been said and done
The final word it's tongue shall leave,
Will that word be filled with hate,
Or will it love conceive?
YLE
When things get too intense,
When the pain couldn’t cut deeper,
When the tears cease to stop,
When I shatter into pieces again
When words are seared into me
I don’t know how to handle
I don’t know how to cope
I don’t know how to deal with
These thoughts, these emotions
This ugliness
This darkness
Where no light is found
This tar pit
This prison cell
Where no key exists
I want to drink it all away
Until I’m numb
I want to scrub it all away
Until my skin is raw
I want to write it all away
Until I run out of pen and paper
I want to play it all away until my fingers ache
But I’ve drank and it’s there the next day
I’ve scrubbed but I end up dirty again
I’ve written until tears smear the words
I’ve played until I’ve almost lost the desire
For now I burn
Quick and easy
Instant pain yet relief
A small wound
It builds up inside
Turmoil rolls through
A battle starts within
My mind races
My heart aches
My eyes tear
It won’t go away
This relentless storm
How much more God
How much more can I take?
And I start to feel the itch
Anxiety ridden
Frantic
My hands start to go wild
I need a release
So I burn
I lack the courage to cut
So I burn
I light a candle
Letting it burn for a while
The wax so hot
As I get ready
To feel the pain
To let everything go
Everything built up
I’m anxious to pour
I grab the candle
The glass burning my fingertips
And I let the first drop fall
It takes my breath
As it sears my flesh
It feels so good
I pour another drop
It runs down my inner thigh
Pain chasing the trail
Sweet Release
I pour more until it puddles
I let it set
Soaking in the pain
I lean my head back
Sitting there
Letting the physical pain in
While letting emotional pain out
And the wax dries
And I peel away the blackness
Peel away the ugliness
Peel away the hurt
Sometimes there’s just redness left behind
Sometimes a small wound
Sometimes it heals slowly
But I see it and know
I’d rather have it
Than the blackness
So I burn
So I burn
I bleed I bleed
- no pain you felt
I cried I cried
- no tears you melt.
I smiled I smiled
- no charm you shade
I whispered I whispered
- no thought you made.
I bleed I smiled
- no ***** you ensured
I cried I whispered
- no words you composed.
I waited I waited
-no trauma you pored
I misled I misled
- no storm you foretold.
I bided I bided
- no shadow you cajoled
I hoped I hoped
- no fortune you assured.
I waited I bided
- no hands you waved
I missed I hoped
- no faith you devoted.
I bleed I bleed
- no pain you felt
I cried I cried
- no tears you melt.