Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

These thoughts oh so blue,
Could it be true.
Could you be the one,
Let's have some fun.

These thoughts linger,
Like a pin prick on my finger.
Like a damsel in distress,
Don't give me less.

These thoughts are final,
Feel like I'm going senile.
Help me love again,
Don't continue the trend.

These thoughts carry on.
Don't be the con.
Be my love,
My one and only true love...

There was no need
to take by force
what was once
offered freely
from love's embrace

We were over
Couldn't you
accept that

There was no need
To steal and plunder
The crime hurt even worse
because
I loved you
once

I now sit here alone
And wonder
How you could turn
Into someone
Who could rob me
Of
Myself
My dignity
My pride
My virtue
My strength

If only you'd asked
I might learn to forgive you
Someday

I am outside alone in the darkness, surrounded by the spirits i dnt even knw.
I looked up in the sk. I saw the stars hiding one by one til there are no more.

I heard a voice calling my name. Bt when i turned, there was no one, only what i can see are two shadows coming to me.

I waited here in the dark for the prince of my lyf to come rescue me BUT nobody came.

Here ar the shadows coming to me. What am i suppose to do?
Where am i suppose to run to?
Do u see me crying?
Can you see me screaming?
If you do, why nt rescue me?

Maybe this life of mine had came to the end. Maybe this is where my soul wil ly.
ALONE IN THE DARK

To know your fate and fight in vain
What worse misery can be inflicted on the mind
Even death is more merciful in its method
To feel alone to be alone to die alone in time

Am i to blame for being me?
For the features on my face?
The others have gone
The last swan left alone upon the lake

I have a life i love but nobody to share it
A son a house to raise him in but no there is no mother
Happyness i know and love
But whats love without a lover

My self destructive button has been enabled
As I carve out the first piece for my table
Where I will sit alone having a dinner made for two
I watch the candles slowly burn until darkness fills the room
Then I light a cigarette to give myself an excuse
Tomorrow will be better if I choose
I know nothing in this world will last forever
Except the bitterness of asking God for favors
All I have I hold so dear to me
But it escapes through my eyes as they begin to bleed
Tomorrow will the angels sing a song for peace
I pull the covers to my neck, but I just cant sleep
I feel the presence of the devil inside my room
Satisfied that my love has been consumed
But I will find my way back into the morning light
I may be down but I wont give up the fight
You can bend my will, but I will never break
Tomorrow soon will come giving me another day
So I close my heart with my hands and face the night alone
Suddenly my shivers are gone as I embrace the cold
Before I know it tomorrows sunshine fills the room
And outside of my window I watch a flower bloom
Here and there and then I'm back here again
Sitting at my table without my only friend




4/15/2013

Throughout my own self destruction
I have made some clear observations
While lying down with a broken spirit
Just to see if there is more to me
As Im still coming down
Without chance to uplift me
But I need more then wings to fly

Its difficult to not feel a little bit disappointed
as I wonder
When I am lying here naked at the bottom of this fall
Will I look up and see there was no one there at all


*JJF*
4/14/2013

Not Utterly Alone. Not Even Alone. Maybe With Someone. Utter Alone.
Alone In The Now. Alone In The Past. Alone In The Future Which May Never Come Too Pass.... These Words Are Now. They Are Past And They Are The Future. Uttered By One Person. Uttered Alone.

Beautiful life, rested on pitiful dreams
Pain so grey, born from the mind’s shallow thoughts
Desires of the heart leading to a soul so green
Envy breeding all that is without joy nor peace

See the lie I spell before my own reflection
Hear the truth that has long seized to matter
The mirror shows all that I hate and spite
Behind the concrete lies a world desired

Below the caste we sit, chiseled by life’s cruel plan
Asking but without much hope of ever receiving
See my lie as I paint it with the redness of my flesh
Inadequate child gave rise to the irate man

She came, she drank,she laughed,she reminesced of what life should have been,
she wept,I could not wait.
I could not sleep.I hid them bottles.
I wish I always kept my words
to help me and her relax and abolish the bottle.
I gave my time,I sacrificed my goals.
I resorted to tables to bring in the bread.
I cleaned them tables.
But it was not what I wanted to be
I maybe good at the game,posess extraordinary gift.
But it is so empty and feel for those who loose.
It maybe a escape though temporary it is.
I dont have the grit to be at the top level
of the game,ruthlessesness,no regard it just aint me.
so what am I to do,it came into my life to try and escape the wrath of
a bitter woman of what life has done to thee.
I think,I plan,I cannot work around the misery the bottle has brought to thee.I give, I plant,I cannot tend the garden,hopelessly devoted to thee,my love is there,I try,I care.
Be so sad without your happiness without you here.
So dont want memories of drunken sorrows and follow the empty
cold road you walk.

The words that I seek are never spoken aloud
They lie within the folds of my heart and mind
None see the fury between the words I speak
Nor do they see the pain in my eyes
All that they see is another person
What is it that I see in myself
What I see and what others see is so different
The contrast is like night and day
It is like light and dark
I wish that I didn't know
What I know