Best Sadtime Poems
Every time we fall we lose a bit of are selfs.
Untill hollow becomes the heart.
bare as a vacant stores shelves.
The dreamer finds solice in every new face.
That new love's illusion.
Cold is the afterglow when we reflect apon that
once passionet embrace.
Can the bitter heart find a reason to try?
Skipping stones alone across dark water.
We keep setting are selves up without
a single question as to why.
A room smoke filled yet every thing shows
clear.
Sometimes we play the cards.
And hold the best one aside in fear.
As vast as the ocean from its shores
the the innocent crawl.
Trying to capture only a glimmer of that true passion.
Every time we fall.
For every wonder free inside your mind
And every dark thought of miscontent.
For every disappointment in your soul
And your memories of a life’s intent.
For every desolate night you feel alone
And every mistake, that you have mourned.
For every tide that abandoned your shores
And the day that was yours, it never dawned.
For every moment that you took the ball
And ran but not nearly fast enough.
For every moment you lost your heart
And with it, everything that you loved.
For every moment that you saw yourself
And in your reflection it did not lie.
For every tunnel that you dug yourself
So no-one could ever have seen you cry.
For every wish, that still, never came true.
For every woman, that made you blue.
For every cry for help, that you ignored.
For every moment of hurt, your heart stored.
Every time you started, then you stalled.
Every time your name, not even called.
Every time the same lie, that you tell.
Every time, you staggered so close, then fell.
For every moment you, achingly, ponder
Every irrevocable step with regret.
Please forgive those mistakes honestly made,
Learn that you never have to forget.
the jukebox in the corner haunts this baroom like
a ghost.
Lonley is the soul under the neon light that serves
as the host.
Broken knuckles and shattred dreams.
We spend are time chasing empty lovers.
But it always comes back to the bottle
it does seem.
The blues are like a old friend.
To many shallow hearts.
But apon this smoke filled companion I can
depend.
The mirror just above the sink.
Reflects the truth.
As the bottle helps me not to think.
I put it down a time are two.
Found it helped fill a void.
Answered the question for which i had no
clue.
Left many a broken heart in the dust.
Was it a cowards lie.
A onenight stand a moments passion laced
with lust.
Misspelled thoughts apon napkins in a room were it's not
so easy to see.
In a dark lit corner.
Sits the bottle and me.
People gatherin to pass the time women askin
for a light.
Shadows hide the scars from many a drunken
fight.
The blues it knows us so very well.
Stories of legend.
Of which the poets do tell.
Busted knuckles and broken hearts.
Worn out lies and false starts.
The worn out veteran trying to forget.
The once young dreamer.
Who now lives to regret.
We are bound by chains no eye may see.
So is the case of the
bottle and me.
Waking the demon
Do not try to conceal your lies
I know there is no truth inside
The words you spit are just to hide
For nothing good comes from lies
You will just get lost in your mind
Brewing slowly the blackness becomes
Overwhelming storms if deceit
Ones that drag and bury you deep
Crushing, smothering you need to break free
But the lies have you by the throat
No what can you do besides choke
You can flail and scream in its grip
But sorry now this one won’t slip
You built all this, your own decay
You woke this demon now you pay
The only way is out just to say
"This is it there is no other way"
There coming now don’t try to fight
Your body’s weekend, walk to the light
All this time you have thought you deceived
All this time you thought you got away
Too bad everything’s not how it seems
And that to you was just a dream
this was inspired by a relly good friend her name is aleera her like other girls were raped by
a stupid man so i just want to post this to show you that i care for you aleera i hope he rots
in jail
W en your with a girl respect her
H e raped her and other women too
E nough is enough
No more
S he loved you and you took advantage of that
H e lost all of her trust she’s afraid now
E ven if you say sorry
S he will never forgive you
A ll of her family wants you to rot in jail
Y ou said she wanted it when she said no
S ee you are nothing but a looser your nothing
S he is now happy with out you
T o your info next time when she says no that mean stop
O n the next time you try to do that
P robably this time she wont be afraid and she will turn you in
As you are growing stronger everyday
Oh, how it hurts to see myself fading away.
Dedicated to the ones who hurt us.
Like a moment of sunshine that is covered by darkness.
I'm Fading Fast.
Like a shimmer of color that is washed away by the beating of the tide.
I'm Sinking Slowly.
Like the sparkle in a childs eyes, that is crushed by disappointment.
I'm Losing Faith.
Like the first time your heart skipped a beat, and then you got to know him.
I Cannot Trust.
Like the first time you went to leave, and then disappointed yourself.
I'm Giving In.
Like the one time you knew who you were, and then lived for someone else.
I'm Fading Away.
Sad has been my soul of late.
As I drift from lost to trapped
Only hurt can I contemplate
In sorrow I am wrapped
Grief consumes my mental state
An anguish I cannot dismiss
Too real the prison my mind creates
As I sink to a woeful abyss
Such pain shall hasten this body's decay
If balance cannot be achieved
and this mind will surely fade to gray
If these stresses are not relieved
If this time on the Earth is all that we get
I wish to be free of these chains
To know inner peace to forgive my regrets
And find joy in the time that remains.
Just pull through and smile.
You'll see her again in a while.
Speak to her she's up in the sky.
And no it's not time for goodbye.
It's time to let her live on a star.
You may think she's gone but it's really not far.
Strength is the key I know you'll be okay.
She battled and battled but just couldn't stay.
God needed an angel on that sad day.
He took her to safety I pray, I pray.
Thirty days and nights spent alone
Waiting for him to come home
He always seems to be gone
She only hears him on the phone
The few days hes home
She hopes for some time alone
With the trucker she calls her own
No time today shes told with a moan
She never makes the top of his list
With a kiss on her lips
He promises her next time
But for now he has to go
As she waves goodbye to him
A single tear drops from her chin
That's the way its always been
Why bother with waiting again
A desired flavorsome taste
wanting a cure of a dried out mouth
leading to a mindlessness of waste
liquidly solving a quenching drought
Numbing a charisma of memories
longing for the hazy shades
wiping away loathed theories
a smoldering fetish that slowly fades
A quenched lurch of lust
beggars a sad lonely time
shelving the shell of trust
left only a bitter slice of lime
Muddled thoughts left dehydrated
sidelined by disgust
feelings abandoned and un-exhilarated
a film coated tasting of must.
Drenched and soaked to the bone
blurred eyed and bleary
a time not to be left alone
it's time to play for me, a memory.
Oh summer sun’s dusk, the last of its kind!
Now season to tame the bloom that was wild,
Dyed leaves in the air and their rushing sound,
Go dance in the wind like flares in the ground,
This time it’s his time to wither and die,
This Tree that stood straight front my window by,
Those summers and springs while all looked up high,
It hinders my sight- see Venus in sky,
But now it’s his time to wither and die,
This tree that stood straight front my window by,
Now I am among that can cherish her,
Gone in my perspective- all the Tree’s blur,
I saw her meet the leafy winds of fall,
And through the cold her grace and beauty crawl,
This winter and fall we all looked up high,
At last so I see, I see her in sky!
But this spring had sprung along with its bloom,
The tokens of past are the guilt and gloom,
Rise in its remains front my window by,
Hence there I had gazed my loss as I cry,
“In the humid air as drenched earth below,
Down to his shade where there I was spared so,
And back the days where my peace was at stake,
The anger I shared- these all for my sake,”
For those where his deeds whom I had seen least,
They all were unveiled as now he’s deceased,
So here I see forth- winter! Oh its grief!
Dyed are in the air; last sun’s gloomy leaf,
Shame! Fool, I was fooled. Sweet lies in her hands,
Thus so I’m to look his corpse where this stands…
Front my window by. Radiates those good nights,
I send my rejects to all her invites!
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I'VE BEEN HELD BACK
TIED TO THE REINS OF SELF PITTY
LOOKING BACK AT MY LIFE NOW
I KNOW IT WAS NEVER PRETTY
IT CROSSES MY MIND
FROM TIME TO TIME
NEVER THOUGHT IT COULD BE REWOUND
THIS PATH OF MINE
MEMORIES FILLED WITH PAIN
CAUSED BY SELFISH NEGLECTS
AND NOW IT RAINS
JUST OUT OF DISRESPECT
I CURSE AT THE SKY
ASKING …WHY GIVE ME THIS BURDEN
NOT KNOWING THAT DEEP INSIDE
IT ONLY KEEPS ON HURTIN……..
I WAKE UP….
AND I WANT TO QUIT
WASH MY FACE
AND SEE THAT AM STILL JUST FULL OF IT
THINKING THAT THIS MIRROR IS LYING
LOOK AT THE TEARS FALLING
WONDER WHY I NEVER KEPT TRYING
AND NOW I FEEL LIKE DEATH’S STALLING
CALLING… THE WRONG NAME…..
MY TURN NEVER COMES…
AND IT ONLY STARTS TO RAIN
SUFFERING BUT HAS JUST BEGUN
AND I RUN… TRY TO ESCAPE THIS FAITH
LIVE OR DIE… WHAT SHOULD I CHOOSE
DECIDE BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE
AND WHAT IF I REFUSE
DO I THROW MYSELF OFF THE CLIFF
BURN MYSELF ALIVE
BUT THAT’S A QUESTION OF WHAT IF…
AND WHAT IF I SURVIVE
AND THE END NEVER ARRIVES
WILL I ONLY SUFFER MORE TORTURE
ENDURE A LIFETIME OF PAIN
TO HELL WITH THE FUTURE!
HERE IS WHERE I WANT TO REMAIN….
DIE HERE AND NOW…
THIS TIME AND PLACE
NO LONGER DO I WANT TO GROW…
EITHER WAY NO ONE WILL REMEMBER MY FACE!!!!
This time, I got creative.
This time around.
If you know me as well as you say you do,
you'll know the word I found.
This time my heart won't hurt.
This time I will suffer no lie.
This time I'm in control,
this time it's on my thigh.
If you know me as you say you do,
if you think your that special guy...
then guess the word, I dare you,
it also rhymes with why...
You are the reason for every drop of my tear
And you cannot leave me alone here
I said a million times that I love you
Every time you rejected
Every time I left with few millions of tears
You can just see this eyes, every time with a smiling face in-front of you
But I cannot stop this heart's bleeding
You feel every thing is alright with me
And you never tried to listen my heart's pain
I truly love you and adore you
And sometimes I feel , my life is over and I will die for you
Don't know what to do?
But I am really stuck at you
Everyday I sit alone in the dark
Ask myself , why I love her?
Years gone, but I didn't find the answer
I cannot say how much I feel the pain in this broken heart
And I don't want to hurt you by my personal thoughts
But still I said many times with this eyes to you
How much I love you
And How important are you
Oh my Love! Please try to read my heart's page
Then you can find many broken words , red in colour
Still trying to say
''I LOVE YOU''
High upon the mountain
a castle stood so proud.
Down below in terror
a noise was stirring loud.
The Baron heard the voices
he had short time to wait,
for he had to get away
his object of such hate.
Up the hill they came
with torches burning bright.
Up towards the castle
they were a blinding sight.
The Monster was so slow
he lumbered cross the floor.
Then down a winding tunnel
behind a hidden door.
The Baron led him out
and sent him on his way.
Then went back to face
the price he"d have to pay.
The villagers were all in.
Intent upon destruction,
that thing the Baron made
of human part construction.
The castle was on fire
as the Baron reappeared,
the villagers fell silent
as they faced the man they feared.
At the edge of forest deep
the Monster turned and stood.
He would never understand
why he was misunderstood.
The Barons voice was loud
as he shouted"God forgive,
that you should all destroy
the miracle i made live".
There was silence for a moment
as if they knew not what to do.
Then hysteria took control
and bedlam did ensue.
The castle was burned down,
the ashes now so cold.
It has fallen into legend,
a story to be told.
But deep within a forest
after fifty years and five.
The Barons work is breathing
and very much alive.
Alone and in despair,
afraid to show his face.
Hated and despised
by all the human race.
A victim of a time
when ignorance reigned supreme.
And science had became
a lost forgotten dream.
A human tear fell down,
the Monster gave a sigh.
He only had one wish
if only he could die.