Best Sadpeace Poems
Can they hear the words inside my head?
The thoughts being spoken the things being said
Can they see the things I see?
Are they real or imagined is it just me
Can they understand the turmoil I'm in ?
My mind races now from one thought to another
Can’t they realise all this I’m trying to smother
I see myself in my very own dream
Can’t they see and can’t they hear my scream
These sights and sounds this uneasy sensation
Can I stop this madness of my own creation?
I just need some sense some clarity
Can’t they see I need peace and serenity?
I need to move forward and find inner peace
Can’t they see I want these imaginings to cease
Words thoughts and deeds come again to me
Can’t they realise from all of this I need to be free
I’m crying inside from deep within my soul
Can’t they see I need to get out of this bottomless hole?
I choose not this life it’s not of design
Can they hear them the voices coming back so to this I resign?
Can someone help me ?
Can't someone make this stop ?
When I left he was in his lounging chair
TV way too loud
The glow of discontent on his face
Made me want to cry
The only peace now in his life
Never left his side
He sat there scratching Baxter
Life just passed him by
In his day he was the man every man wanted to be
He had the looks, he had the job
The wife, the kids, all three
Then came the day he lost it all
His family went away
Left behind his loyal cat
Baxter was his name
Through all times, most were bad
His cat stayed by his side
A comfort to his troubled soul
In life it was all he had
It has been said
Man’s best friend
Has always been a dog
But in this case it was a cat
Whose love surpassed them all
I went to visit my friend today
To see how he was doing
Knocked on the door several times
The TV was still blaring
Turned the knob and opened the door
I thought that he was sleep
But somewhere between the days he died
In peace now he is sleeping
In his lap still sat the cat
Who had been his one companion
He knew his master had left this earth
His eyes revealed his sadness
I could not help but start to cry
When I thought of how it ended
Sitting at home with the TV on
All alone while scratching Baxter
Studies say that sleep is essential for daily life
In sleep your body heals to prevent the pain and strife
But sleep for me is terror for in sleep my mind’s at war
Plagued by many demons from so many gone before
In sleep I dream of crimes committed from the heart
Each role played out in detail from my mind to never part
When darkness comes upon the earth I struggle deep within
Avoiding natural impulse to lay my head in sin
There is no peace in slumber for it’s there I feel the pain
Of innocience being taken from a life no hope to gain
If a gun would end my terror I would gladly fire and aim
But sleep would then be permanent no peace I would ever gain
Reasons unbenounced to me have conflicted this grieving mind
To share the terror that many face when life for them is unkind
A blessing I think not for the hell I have to live
Is enough to make a grown man weep
Rest no more to give
©2009 Joshua Vick
10/27/2009 3:50 AM
I feel like I need to cry but there are no tears left.
I guess I'm not as fearless
As I wanted to be,
As I wanted you to believe,
To see only the strength in me
And nothing else.
I've never felt
More or less
Helpless
For lack of better words.
I feel the need to scream,
Let out all the frustration in me,
But my voice won't come,
And I don't know what I've done
To deserve this
Helpless,
Uncontrollable feeling
Taking over me.
It's getting hard to breathe,
And the pills in the cabinet look better every time
I look at them. I,
Well, I honestly feel the need for them to help take this pain away,
To give me peace to face another day,
Some later date
In time,
But I'll be fine.
No pills required,
Despite the desire.
I'll survive.
I'll find my peace of mind,
My peace in my life.