Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

Sometimes it disgusts me how in my country they
Will arrest a woman for searching through the bin for food
But would throw so much away, wasted.
Unwanted yet the poor cannot have it.
Their evilness so toxic, how can they withstand it?
They would rather burn an outreached hand than help it
And wonder why the new generations are coming up so sadistic.

Narcissistic government in love with themselves if only they would truly see their reflection.
The evil concurs good in almost every election!
He will come on you television screens dressed to perfection
While his children are being fed
And half way around the world so many little children are dead
And as his children scrape their remains from their plates
The other children would have begged for it but death is their only fate.

I wish to handcuff guilt to his heart
He owes these third world countries
He owes the people in his own country
Who are starving, cold and half dead?
Why?
Because he is human and if those people who do not even make half as much money as him are donating
Then he should simply help the hungry people around the world and stop this food wasting.

They say that time will heal wounds,
but who knows if that's true,
I've waited time and time again
but still I'm feeling blue.
This gloom remains above my head
with rainstorms pouring down,
And I can't think of anything
to help me fix my frown.
I haven't asked my friends for help,
I haven't asked a soul,
'Cause I don't want to bother them
or drag them in this hole.
It's hard to tell if I exist
or if my life is real,
The only way to know for sure
is with this sharp cold steel.
I know that this is not the way,
but oh well I don't care,
Just one more slice is all I need
then no more cuts I swear...

I've just discovered letters from the past
Dating back to '56
Words of joy that wouldn't last
In a country that had nix
Try you did again an again
To make your life complete
Paupers all around you
In your life you felt defeat
You seemed happy at the start
An proud of who an where
But time has its own plan
To eliminate the care
You strived for your children
To give the best that you could
But the pleasures you once knew
Were simply overlooked
A man who loved his job
An is people even more
His government did acknowlege
His government did adore
Left sitting on a shelf
In the shadows of his beliefs
Four kids in tow
In a country of little relief
Years an years went by
An the letters that you wrote
Revealed an existance
That had your spirit broke
Time it was to come back
To a place that you knew
To heal what you could
In the clouds of your blue
I learnt alot from those words
Of a woman who did care
Of everything around you
An your world of despair
Of how you thought about your kids
An cherished what you knew
Their future in your heart
An the best you could do.....

For the man i met today
seems very set in his ways.
He has a mind of his
own with ideas that are told
out loud for all to know.
He is sweet and kind but
has an unfair mind.
He judges people that
he sees even me.
He considers me as fat you
see only with personality.
For he said he would
never see himself with
anyone like me heavy.
Maybe if he could know
the inside first as friends
there there would be a
relationship in the end.
How can that be that he is
a christian, but yet so
judgmental to me.
All i want to say to you
is judging is not for you
, but for the Lord to do.

Guide his hand oh Lord i
pray as he takes the pipe
down the drain let it be
free of all debree so i
may have a sink all new
just like you would want
me to.
Let this be the time that
the hand works totally
for thine.
Let him be totally
consecrated Lord by thee.
I give to you my fate you
see the sink and all the
possibilities.
Lord this i pray make the
clog go away today.
Make it drain now today
and always.

I was disconnecting the
pipes under the sink out
poured black water so
rancid that you could
gag from the smell.
The smell permeated the
whole apartment and
into the hall.
I thought for sure i would
have the smell in my wall.
Quickly lighting candles
with all kinds of scents
to cover the smell that
lingered thickly in the air.
Checking to see was the
clog cleared yet?
No that was not to be.
I will have a real sink
once again just must be
patient you see for the
clog to disperse and
let the water go down.
The verdict was soon to
be displayed for me to
see a drain that would
work for all to see.
The answer was not yet
you see as the drain
had some more rodding
out it was not clear
of all debree.
He said but soon it
would be free.

Today I’m down so deep
To where the world is fallin’ in.
And it’s darker here
Than every night
I’ve ever seen combined.
I wish that I could cry out
Before the walls cave in.
But today I’m down so deep
That I might as well
Die.

Today I’m up so high
To where there’s nothin’ left to breathe.
And the chatter
Keeps on growin’
So I can’t hear any reason.
My thoughts can’t flow out fast enough
To end my growin’ fears.
But today I’m up so high
That I might as well
Die.

I guess I’ll never know
Why I get so
High
Or
Low…
Oh!
How I miss the days
Of standin’
On the
Ground!

Thirty years investment
Of love fun an pain
The rewards undeniable
The joy simply plain
A lifetime together
Nurturing what we had
The difference in you i saw
Was it now going bad
You seemed to be distant
Recognition wouldn't last
No glint in your eye
When nostalging the past
You looked as if you were searching
Forever ...all the time
Lost within your world
Your memory could not define
Words you would mutter
To help you find your way
As i watched on in sadness
My trying would go astray
I searched for a place for you
Where you could be found
'Twas the hardest thing for me to do
For you my dear love were always around
Everytime i used to visit
You never knew who i really was
Your new friendship with a fellow
Tore the roots of my heart ...just because
Our life had been a joyous one
Many years we did share
So when the past did die at last
It would never stop me to care
Back i came again an again
To see if something new
Had changed with in your vision
Of what i was to you
But alas you had lost
Everything you had
History was a second to you
Forever asking ...that was sad
I walked away that very day
Never to know you again
With it i took my memories
An wrapped them in my pain
Buried them deep for me to keep
Recalling them again an again...

Full of woes and poor decisions,
very far from honest conculsions.
we hide our pain in the words we speak,
where truth and courage no longer meet.
tears or a smile covers our lies,
our words create our own dismise.
pushing forward seems not worth it a best,
setbacks and compications mostly detest.
happiness seems like a lie of sorts,
death is a poisonous dart to the heart.
"in the moment" we say when we don't have a clue,
yet somehow we make it make it to 92.

Do You really Love Me when I'm fat and cry, and just eating my last pie?
When I go to bed being mad that I also ate my bread?

Do You really Love Me when I'm eating pork and just broke my fork?
When my dog is chewing lozenge for I think he is a sausage?

Do You really Love Me when I ate my beans so You do not want be near Me for You know what it really means?

Do You really Love Me?