Self Pity Poems | Examples

Monkey in a cage

You’ll Pick out everybody’s problems but you wont help your self 
You’d rather sit alone in pity then take care of your health
You act like it’s everybody’s fault you’ve got nothing to gain
using Magic capsules to escape your own brain
Can’t give yourself a break so you wanna do it over again 
Someone help this monkey in a cage from going insane

Unraveling

Do tell, when seen, the sight of answers
The ones that are sought deep within.
Away now, dig graves deeper 
Unearth the bones, the memories of pain therein.

Make use of scraps and stains placed in heart
The ones they chose not to see.
The ones that were once torn pieces apart
The ones that were shunned e’er so lightly.

Then write of past, and of stories sore
Name not once—pain—but many more.
Bleed the pen the soul’s last delight
Weep the tears, the forlorn sight.

And when finished, let all be dyed serene
The memory graves returned, and the heart pristine.


Premium Member Self-Pity

I’ve dug this hole too deep,
Laying here, and all I can do is weep.
Soothing sympathy is a rare thing for me
As I cry tears of sorrow and empathy.

Self Pity Party

we made ourselves lonely on purpose to befriend their egos so they could recuse us from our self built imprisonment just to do it all over again

Golden

Silence can sometimes say more than words. 
Like a voice crying out saying "that's for the birds". 
In one glimpse of haughty reveals action turned verb. 
Without out even squeeking you unveil; could be worse? 
Could be lashing and slashing ripped apart with both hands. 
Leaving bodies like mountains seething piles of flesh. 
And though you thought it not raught it left me bundled in shame. 
I know it was candor fessing up to your game. 
No excuse for the sadness that was left in your wake. 
A timely disaster open hearts, bleeding hate. 
Not a feeling I'm fond of not even one bit. 
Like rolling rock rivers, canyons erode dissapate. 
I became something new something truly regressed. 
It's all of your fault caught by surprise must confess. 
Makes me sick to my stomach  knowing you only lied. 
Bringing shame to my standing the proverbial line. 
It's sad though you had nothing and I had only to give. 
Though my heart sustained damage I somnambulantly live. 
Scarred for life by this treachery even talk of a kid. 
It all seems so stupid now thinking you were the best. 
But now I have nothing I'll leave you to the rest.


Premium Member Perdition

In tears that feign to be a slave with deeds
That mourn my life and ousts the face of peace
These sad bells ring with cries for now I grieve
And bow my head because I cannot cease

I choose the weight of ton and gloom of ache
To lay in watch to mark the clock rush slow
The pang of rail, the strike of steel to take
With one foot in the pit of grave songs woe

The sun has but to trade the dark to light
But lost and fixed its loft clings far too high
As cold and cloud have barred such smiles from sight
To breach this heart so meek with sad lost cries

Bound and caged it has penned my last good bye
To spare this heart in dread to spurn or die

December 28, 2020

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Sponsored by Rob Levasseur
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Self-Pity

I wanted to write a poem today
but the words I couldn’t find.
What could I possibly say
when to all beauty, I am blind?

Maybe if I just went outside 
and breathed the country air.
And from the world, I didn’t hide.
I’d have something to share.

I wanted to write a poem today
even if it was only a little ditty 
Yet within my own head I stay
While wallowing in self-pity!

Premium Member Dear Misery

"Dear misery, forget me not
The one that disappointment wrought
Is really not the one to be 
The one to claim the victory.

I’m sorry for the life I lead
I’m sorry more than I can bleed 
My destiny may yet survive
But how it hurts to be alive."

Compelling pity suffers more
The senseless shame of years before
When innocence of sense beguiled
Betrayed a pure defenseless child

But though compassion must compare
The passion with the just and fair
The finer folk who bless the young
Cannot redress a mocking tongue

What happens to a child when
Survival means to start again
Without a clue or clear belief
Except in seeking true relief

To do your best is not enough
Especially when love is tough
So tough we often run away
To die again another day.

No Reason

No    Reason
        ————————-
Many reasons 
For me to not feel okay
Many reasons 
To feel turmoil and disarray 
Many reasons 
To feel Sad , lost and lonely 
Many reasons 
To feel a nobody 
Many reasons 
Not to matter anymore
Many reasons 
To feel alone and forlorn 
Many reasons 
To feel hopeless 
And helpless 
Many reasons 
To be afraid of tomorrow 
Many reasons 
To not want this horror 
But the saddest view I see 
Is there are no reasons 
For anyone to love me

Premium Member Too Late To Cry

Broken dreams, broken life walking the railroad track.  No destination.  Hold onto what goodness and sanity that was left.  Following his infectious smile worn on a veneered face.  To set aside the sunshine.  Pools of sadness in unwelcome rain invaded his heart's dominion.  Headphones bumping the song of his youth and sting of his tumbling thoughts.  The train from behind came.  Taking him far away from his incongruous existence.


Things being as they should
Weeping washed away by ignorance
Turn up the Music Please

Premium Member Self-Pity In a Glass

When your fragile mind from your drink deceives
You barricade your thoughts with angered sound
With tongue of venom, your dulled mind perceives
And find harsh words you chose go round and round
This silent empty cauldron of desire
Satisfies when your glass is filled to brim
Finds a thirsty throat to now conspire
And turn to stone a lovely Seraphim
Who sits alone in realms of dark and cold
With the saddest loneliness defiant
And remembers passing themes that are old
To search each shadowed pain lost and quiet

   You relive moments spent and drink to more
    With glasses empty on Dawn's fading floor


7/24/17

Self Pity

Self Pity

Little girl in the window
 why do you cry ?

 Little girl, you're too young
 to say you want to die

 Maybe you should go outside;
 the flowers are in bloom

 The world is beautiful, you'd see,
 if you'd only leave this room

 Little girl can't you see
 the word still goes around

 Not a thing has stopped growing
 since the world you knew fell down

 Little girl in the window,
 from here I can see her

 Tis I who is so sad
 Looking in this mirror

In Self Pity

In Self Pity

In self pity Trump had himself drowned;
Loved hearing approval that loudly did sound,
Bringing all the people to their many feet
And now they no longer sat in a soft seat
While both feet still remained on the ground.

It is best when your feet are on the ground
while sitting and also standing. Laying down
does make it a lot more difficult.

Jim Horn

Self Pity

Looking through my tainted window of gloom

grey skies, rain falling, feeling sorrow

impatiently wanting  life to resume,

will things change, get better tomorrow, 

sure that  grass was greener the other side,

not walking a mile in your well trod shoes 

now ashamed looking for somewhere to hide

didn't realise how easily I would bruise,

underestimate this feeling of loss

an unidentifiable man anymore 

floundering like a wounded albatross,

indecent intentions, now I deplore

apologises are unheard, your not here

didn't know how so much I loved you dear.

Self Pity

Why hold dreams that will not come true?
Why have eyes of hate,
Of envy, and jealousy too?
Please, try to abate
your hatred for fate.

Why want this man's skills or fashion?
Don't you have your own
special traits, features, and passions?
Why pity and moan?
Start seeking and roam.

Roam to find reason to live life.
Light comes after dark.
Leave your self made anger and strife,
hear the songs of larks.
Leave life with a mark.

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