Sad Poems | All Types of Poems About Sadness

I was oh for once so happy. 'Til you said you could never love me....

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Once upon a time it was you who was meant to be mine, But I know better now how we were unusually unkind To each other, even when we were on each other's minds....

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The sun shone in bewilderment, Scornfully it scorch, As Rose plead her fifth amendment, Her good nature made a strife, Lea smirk in disdain , Saith her world has ended. Twice fairer than Lea, In Lea heart lies deceit, She whispers in Rose ear, Come and sit, where Serpent hisses, I will smother thee with kisses, Honey lies secrets not known, In Lea lives the honey. Thrice shy,...

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In my soul, transcending this world, I aspire to become anything other than a mere being made of flesh. A light awaits me, attainable by a simple touch. My whole being vibrates as I strive to reach that clarity. “That's why I still walk this planet,” I whisper. Despite my morals and my suffering, I'm gradually detaching myself from...

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Tears running down my precious face. I'm slowly melting as my heart erases. My heart has been stabbed several times. I'm down on my knees trying to unwind. I feel guilt in my soul that I can't control. You left me shredded apart and not whole. Why torture my heart and my soul? Why leave me in the dark and so...

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He doesn't cry in public- he's learned to bleed where no one looks. Where bathroom tiles keep secrets and mirrors lie just enough to keep him standing. he skips lunch again. just not hungry, he says but the hunger is real- not for food for someone to notice. for silence. his sleeves stay long, even in summer. skin whispering stories that no one ever asks to hear. because boys? boys don't break boys don't...

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they say boys don't cry, so he bleeds instead. silent screams hidden under hoodie threads. he skips meals like skipping pages in a book that no one wants to read- his ribs start spelling out "notice me" but no one speaks that language. "you're a boy, tough it out," they said when his voice shook like glass$and his hands begged for anything but silence. so he carved the words he couldn't...

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Kensington spreads its legs— lets the city crawl in, dripping Xylazine / fentanyl / tranq, open sore veins moaning dirty dirges. False prophets— all piss and panic— bark half-lies through decaying molars, fingering apathy for spare change. You smell it five blocks before you enter. The stench tests your soul before it reaches your throat. Narcan. burnt spoons. street toilet. Dreams twitch under heat lamps— larval things too stubborn to die. Hope? Hope’s a half-smoked, laced Newport balanced...

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It's always a battle, Everyday is, Always a battle, Between life and death, I forgot something, I didn't check before leaving, I didn't look before going, Everyday's like this, I didn't eat,I overeat, I overslept, I under slept, I haven't moved, yet I'm so tired, Always like this, everyday is, Incase you're asking, What depression looks like, It is like this, Everyday is,...

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The path I chose wasn't easy, Choosing my self, My kid, It was never easy, There are days I cry to sleep, Stay awake and blame myself, There are mornings I wished I have someone, Cause I didn't thought it was this hard, Thinking what if I stayed, What if I didn't make a way to get out, Or what if I waited, Could things be...

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I met a girl, She's a beauty, Looking expensive in looks, Bet she's incredibly rich, Then she dances through the crowd, Swaying slowly, Stripping off, showing off, Leaving on a pair of heels, I see where it started, with the abuse and torment, the trauma and her pain, It all started there, Now see how she sways, How she give herself away, To break even to pieces, Oh how worthless!, She's...

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The dead that now know God's move in predestined wind Sift through the free grass. You must be longer in there than I'm now taller. Above you, to leave Where distant dogs bark, since then My fallen soul buries rest....

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She was like a bull in the sunshine— angry one moment, then happy the next. That’s what Olivia was: the way she was with everyone. A short series of well- regulated emotional stability, followed by a long series of emotional outbursts. She was loved, and she was hated. She was kind, then she was cruel. But most of all, she was confused— confused about why people left her, confused about why she couldn’t stay happy,...

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Reflection catches My guilt . I lose the trust In whatever , God, I pray too. I need a release , I need to take the seat I need to Stare back at Me. Eyes opening a grave. Don't won't to Be IN THE WAY. I'm red, in chains Im Covered , In dirt Unburied Me slowly. I'm...

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I'll deafen my ears before everyone else disappears, So I can have the most quietest peace of mind that hears their ghosts. What would I give then for others to be their living hosts?...

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