Depressing Poems - Poems about Depressing

I love depressing songs. Like the song about- Spots in my eyes. They are weird, but who cares? It doesn’t hurt. As long as I don’t cry. Depressing songs. Living in Michigan with lakes, and beaches. Nothing. No such things as dancing. Skirts twirling. And hands and feet moving. I love depressing songs. In my car. Turning on my...

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I have loved like windows love the morning- quietly, without asking to be noticed, just hoping someone would open them. There were nights when the moon knew more about me than anyone ever would- how I curled inward, folding grief into origami birds, sending them across invisible winds toward the edge of forgetting. I have lost things I never held- names, chances, whole lives that might've been...

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You tied the noose that I hang from I stare at the writing on the wall I feel like all the words are written wrong My feet can’t find the stall I wish my thoughts would just be gone I am the rope in which they tie I can’t seem to shape the future of my life Got me thinking am I...

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We never know of mistakes - Or the lie that we are living. We lose our sense of awareness, Tell ourselves we are believing. But those weights grow heavy - As we ignorantly trudge through skies. Uplifted ‘til we realize, Then we fall to our demise. - And this feeling, it isn’t freeing, For we bound ourselves to lies. We never know we’re dreaming - Until...

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A repaired planet looks like the moon. Where humans would die Where war would lose With a deep black sky And a hindering light The lids of your eyes And the sun, unviewably bright. I’m sad like a crater. I made a crater on the moon. I’m bad because I made a crater. Forever, it shall loom. Even in a healed Earth, even on the moon. The...

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It's been four years since I submitted my last poem, I was only one year into my addiction to methamphetamine. I'm currently five years in and boy oh boy do I have some perspective to give ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You see the crazy eyed girl in the corner of the room, eyes completely vacant when they used to shine...

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i don't think i deserve a second chance you could pull away at my string unravel me, make me dance and that would be too much for this stasis of mine frozen in different snowflakes of time each bearing memories, asking for tithes demanding fealty, a bended knee lest they warrant me another execution so ill sit, fester, let the salt enter whilst i...

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In realms of ink and paper, I once roamed, A character lost, in stories I'd been loaned. But as I tread the paths, both dark and grand, I feel the sting of fate, a crueler hand. Every laugh, every tear, scripted with care, Yet beneath the surface, I'm painfully aware. No choice is mine, no destiny my own, I'm but a puppet,...

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In the echoes of your whispers, I heard the words you spoke, "I wish to be the last," a promise gently broke. She, the canvas of your dreams, painted in hues divine, A masterpiece of beauty that, alas, will never be mine. I'm selfish, I confess, I can't let you slip away, Yet her name dances in...

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Sometimes I look at others And wonder How they can thrive While I suffer...

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Breathing in the luminous vapor that tastes like vanilla While looking at illuminating our neon skyline Since the moon and stars are veiled with the aluminium ceilings Pastel rain that tastes of iron drips down from the blank sky Seeing people as mannequins with implanted violet eyes The brand-new craze in this blind and crazy world I would guess With those...

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"Pop! Pop! Pop!" goes a squeezed Desert Eagle. Two innocent bodies drop; funeral to be held for one. Fleeing block party crew scatter like startled lemmings. A drive-by shooting; blood curdling screams follow. Repeated cries of "Somebody call an ambulance!"... ...

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We have all noticed that things are getting bad again, I know things will get better, but I don't know when. While clutching at my arm As my blood transfused I first pressed the alarm Struggling to find the door while I felt confused I never intended to give Abby a fright, And only on my second night. While the ants crawl in...

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My War Tick tick tick My brain is always on My thoughts never quick Sometimes I wonder if I'm my own pawn In a game that my very own brain has drawn My brain has turned on my heart That I know without a doubt Every day it has thrown a killing dart Blood has begun to leak out I can feel...

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I was left to fry, Left to try, And left to die alone. All in a hope, That I was unimportant and unsuspecting. Yet I can see through the black cloak of blame and lies. I will not be left to fry....

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