Sad Poems | All Types of Poems About Sadness

Today, the sadness slid in like fog— not sudden, just there. Heavy without being invited. I sit with it, ashamed, like I’ve broken something sacred by feeling low in the presence of someone so bright. She laughs like clear water, touches my hand like forgiveness— how can I ache when she exists? But the ache doesn't check who I love, only who I am. It loops. A guilt for feeling, a guilt for...

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If I could go back in time, I’d go back to when I believed in soulmates the way I believe the stars in the night sky guide us to a predetermined destiny. Poorly illuminated by the moon, leaving you to seek yourself intentionally. Well, I’ve learned you can throw away fate when you make an extremist choice, deviating against that destiny. Like salmon in...

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crazy train has left for heaven- bats screeching sighs of relief...

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Love me, goddamn it, just love me. I know that I'm worthy or deserving of something, at least, don't make me have to get on my knees and beg again. Oh, wait, I forgot- I'm not allowed to be vulnerable. ...

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If I could catch the stars in a mason jar would it be enough to prove myself? I don't want to be here anymore. I want to be up in space where all of the fireflies reside. They don't care if I'm not good enough. ...

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Among the sky, Among the earth, Among the sand, Among the dirt, Among the sleet, Among the snow— Rests impermanence, our only home. ...

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Out of my mind and lost in time Holding on to a love unkind Unwind the twine that cruelly binds Me to my severed valentine Her voice still calls through echoing halls As madness clings to crumbling walls All consumed in lingering perfume Her presence like a ghost haunting this room. Left behind—a love consigned A fantasy born within my mind She gave...

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As if these lands were separate, As if our minds weren't one, As if land and sea were dichotomy, of darkness and the sun. Pangea's cleavage tells the tale, To fail here as but one. All secedes from sense of we, on a planet's pedigree. Family's but a split from those, Whose own claim to be the same. Round about in...

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Truth sifts pain through my feelings - his words cut like sharp splinters. I feel so fragile, sad aches crumble me on green dazed ground. Heavy, my eyes are mere slits as clouds descend to soft touch my mind and render me numb....

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She gaslighted me until my self worth had been burned, She held her torch tightly in her hand, Prepared to blow up our friendship once more, A flame flickered in her eyes, a flame only I could see, She victimised herself, and everyone believed her, No one sees the flame of vengeance she holds in her heart. ...

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As I lay in the dark with my head about to explode All the thoughts still stir in my mind The ones I try to be ride of...leave mostly behind Like the chronic pain in my skull that never ceases to exist You linger there like a crown of thorns digging deep into me with your pointed...

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As I lay in the dark with my head about to explode All the thoughts still stir in my mind The ones I try to be ride of...leave mostly behind Like the chronic pain in my skull that never ceases to exist You linger there like a crown of thorns digging deep into me with your pointed...

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in a soft sigh or quiet curse a bubble of pain in the embers of a fading fire sparks of memory in the hollow of the chest echoes of love where the smile doesn't meet the eyes mania or melodrama ...

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I would numb the pain if I had the chance, I would sew back all the hurt I would go back in time to just take away the pain, But I can't it's too late. I would live back the memories, I would laugh back at the jokes I would freeze the moment when I did not have to break down...

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You're not doing a stellar job distracting me with idle chatter. Life is not something to be ignored and swept under a mat. I've been living in limbo no matter how you sugarcoat it. Life is short and every beat matters. Every day is another notch in the cog of time fleeting. Life is a race to the finish line, an obstacle course of...

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