Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,686)

I was lost with out you in my life how could this be

thinking to my self how could this happen to me

i was lost in a world full of hurt and pain

why has this has to happen to me again


i thought it would be you that will guide me out

out of this pain but now my heart begins to shout

shout for the one that has help guide though this

but sadly i no that you the one that im going to miss


lets go and see where this will end up here and now

buts whats the point all im asking myself is how

lord i dont want to be lost i wanna be found

somewhere i can place my feet firmly on the ground

How to see through dripping eyes
only then can the truth be exposed
everything is blurry and out of focus
but never have I seen things so clear

I float and I drift
Slowly away
disbelief and terror
Silently I pray
Broken rope trailing
through the depths
my heart drops
today
again
I wept

I drop to my knees and scream
clawing at the boards on deck
my fingernails rip and they bleed
barely feeling the greater pain
warm blood steaming
in that hot humid night air
salt water turning pink
on on this craft of my dspair


I hold on to the edge of the railing
again straining to see the shore
rain spattering off the bow
as the faint image of that land
slowly fades from view

the building thunder starts
again to roll in
the audible release
of that rumble of rage
the tension in the air
my mind in a haze
the sound of thunder bursts wide
- & to my surprise
stops at this momentous peak

no echo returned from land
where I learned I had gone
too far to continue to seek
sad and dissapointed
but now fully resigned
to chart my course
somewhere sublime
the rain keeps coming
the clouds dare to part
sliver of silver
moonlight peeks through
allowing dim light to shine
upon this skeleton crew
only me and this vastness -
direction my choice to make
I fear I might burst.
This coral reef all disguised
down below I again realize,
much too late - the depths of my soul.
sink to its fate.

in this current state
little chance of repair
this used worn log
without the aid of care
creaks and moans
far out and adrift
no options exist
my will must I submit
ride out this storm I surmise
& if my karma complies
perhaps my life I forfit

I resign peacefully at last
this fight inside subdued
drift off into sleep -
that my tormentors intrude
this thread bare covering
wrapped in poor excuse
a moments peace
from this unrepentant abuse
as strange as it seems
Im rocked asleep in my dreams
by the very tumult of the storm
the rain kisses my face
yet I only taste
bitterness of loss and I mourn.

minutes, years,
our hour is among us
the very repetition
of the very moment
heart strained
to wakening conscienceness.
heat shrunken
in salt water baptism
withered outside to reflect within

I question my awareness
the colors blend at the edge
that razor thin ledge
fleeting sanity a moments reasons
fulcum balance less than indifferent
to tumolous whisper breeze
I blink in the sun
struggle to my knees
retch the salt & bile
guts heaving dry straining
infuriatingly defyment of deserved expectations.
the mear audacity of continuing life.

everything hurts
this skin a near
transparent veil
the grief once more
washes over my brain
remember it all again
deployed once more
in this hell and pain.
how long can I deter
this demand for sleep
shedding that two edged sword
to only weep what I reap.

I decide to go.
as the current ordained.
I have allready changed
what I can not blame.
what might be the same
I could easily share fault
regardless of intentions
oblivious of thought

secure on board
my most meager of
lasting possesions
gratefull suppositions
for the most generous
of concessions easier
fight cast away
unknown decisions on my behalf
to deal with as I may
I cry and I laugh
to save my mind
I cut out the infection
the change in my face
reaction engraved -
transparent reflection

deep breaths and I wince
My left hand going numb
ring finger to out -
concerning to some
empty - no pain -
clumsy in hand
momentary reminder
catalyst inland
far from position -
yet near to my heart
to live on dying
decomposition starts.

years and years -
yet only moments spent.
and the sadness returns
familiarity soley
the kindness yet lent.
then nightfall yet burns
and I see I have been
everywhere but here -
but here I suspend
I collapse on all fours
to revisit that abyss
from wich my agony
still rages from within.

The music is soft
the lights are low
I know not where to go
I need inspiration
to get me on my way
I need it mostly every day

I drink my coffee
and think some more
life can be such a bore
yesterday I sat at home
wishing it was the next day
now I feel the very same way

I must move on
get over this hill
or I will remain here still
I see the light
It's fading away
I must move fast to save the day

Wolves are predators. The wolves that I'm talking about, don't feed on small animals, but on human emotions. They find their soft spots, then they attack it. These animals prey on the young, the old, the naive, and the ignorant, the weak and the strong, no one's really safe from these animals. These animals tell us what we want to hear, they feed on our feelings like parasites and after they get into your system, your personality starts to change, you become short tempered, hateful, spiteful, vengeful, you start becoming a mirror image of this parasite, and the more this parasite drains you, you'll find yourself hurting the people who really care about you, like yelling at your children more often than you normally do, or thinking' that the world has turned on ya, in fact, you're the one who's changed. Me I know a wolf when I see one, I've been a quiet person most of my life, watching and observing and understanding peoples behaviors, I've been watching these animals for a long time in our society as well as many others, far as I'm concerned these animals should be shot on site, but unfortunately we can't hunt wolves in a America, it's illegal. So start building bigger fences and keep the wolves at bay. It's funny, cause when I look at our animal kingdom, I don't see them doing this to each other. So I ask you, who are the real animals?

And yet again, I sit in darkness.
And look around and see the starkness,
Of this life that I live,
And the dying fruits of what I give.
And of the mistakes that I make,
And feel the pains that I take,
And must wonder why it is this way,
And hope and pray for a better day.
So long it has been since I sat here communicating my pain,
Writing my thoughts and feelings once again,
Yet this path, which is life, filled with certain sorrow and strife,
Is something old and also something new?
Amazing it is that my own history is repeating itself.
And here I sit trying so hard for a thing that I now have, but is slipping away.
I know not why or even what I could do or say to save myself this day,
Is it me? Or is it something that was written long past?
What is it I am missing that I want so badly?
I have all I have ever asked for yet something is missing, sadly.
These words are new but also old and the name of these words, were just a fate yet untold.
How did I know and yet why again?

Sorting through the stuff as I am packing... and the reality of break-up strikes like lightening from the clear sky... It is no more. Gone. What started so beautifully drowned in misunderstanding and suspicion.

Why?... Why such a mistrust? All your accusations were groundless, yes, I am not perfect, but I am not like you made me out to be...

Pride flames up on both sides, walls raised to the sky, protect yourself, I am right, you are wrong... you don't love me!!!... I do... but I am weak... I don't know how to do it better...

Who cares about the little one... her little eyes wide open and does not understand why she is not loved... What's wrong, she asks... Cleaning up the house, she is told...

Selfishness and pride flashes fiery arrows, blood flows and cries light up the sky... all the little one wants is her hugs and kisses... not at a pre-arranged time, at visitations, but any time and every time... Where is my freedom, to hug mum and dad when I need them? Who cares about ME??? She will get used to not seeing you, I hear the wise saying... but how will I get used to not seeing her?... pain rips my heart, tears run into my eyes... Yes, we will both get used to the scars... they numb our hearts and tone down our feelings... and deep inside the hurts, like boiling lava, are buried forever... but they are alive... these wounds don't heal... we pretend they do, but we lie to ourselves...

We move on with life... if desolation can be called life... for destruction is left behind and blood flows on the streets... cries are heard, quieter and quieter as we go, until all cries die out...

And I enter the cold, unfriendly world... where there is no hope... fearfully looking into the steel cold face of the future... and wonder... what life is about...

I’m the light that resides inside you
As long as you believe in me
I will never be the one to fade
This flame ignited in honesty
Burns too deeply to diffuse
I’m never lost by your side
Don’t cut me from your sight
Don’t break down and hide
Patience heals under broken wings
Pause time and let it pass us by
I must be the one this rested on
But even angels know how to cry

Love’s coil of pleasure and pain
Pushes hearts to strive for fame
Once your conquest is reached
Your void remains the same
Suffer all that silence brings
Loneliness makes you incomplete
Memorize the missing piece
In return for this heart to compete
When you don’t know how to choose
You have nothing left to prove
Doubting the promises you contain
The only burden you can’t remove

Before another day is wasted
Will you surrender your defense
Time is careless and unsteady
Distorted choices don’t make sense
Our worth increases in absence
For your irrational peace of mind
Wearing sorrow to fill the emptiness
Unlock the door to what you’ll find
As your heart is left standing still
Exposing truth to your need
Words trapped in your head
Fragile scars causing us to bleed

Bring your dreams into my light
I would never lead you wrong
Take my hand and believe in me
Faith has been there all along
I’ll plant your feet on solid ground
Shine on what you’re searching for
Listen to your heart beat collapse
I possess the power to restore
As the pain heals under broken wings
Pause time and let it us pass us by
I must be the one this rested on
But even angels know how to die

Time
Time taken away, should have stayed
can't go on living this way
Left for places far away to buy the time to spend with you for days
the harder I worked the quicker I could be there for you
But time, passes, and slowly it seems,
time is catching up on me
moved back home to see you every weekend
still no time, always a rush

Daddy come play with me,
Its time for bed son maybe in the morning before your gone,
again out of my life,
your voice twinkles when I hear you through the phone
The time that I Had now has gone

washed away with my tears
and all these years stuck in the Vally
But Daddy Didn't see you enough when he lived in Iowa
so even though there were no jobs here
I came back to have Time with you.

The days now go on forever and the nights seem perpetually dark
to much time, to much alone since you've been gone.
eight hours away, my baby boy, I'll be with you soon
please understand it may be months, maybe a few
Saint Louis is the start point to get me back to you.
I love you with all my heart.
MY BABY BOY