Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

I'm sorry i dont give you happy thoughts to think out loud,
I'm sorry if my words are dark and and always seem so proud,
I'm sorry if that my venom is a twisted visage,
of a former self conflicted, with a hatred that left me gifted,
with darkness heart thats torn apart destroyed by earnest witches.

but once upon a mid day dreary,
a soul laid waste and left with fury,
mans gods were there but didnt care,
as evil stalked, with pensive stares.

but once a womans hands have wrought,
the fetished evil that they've got,
and laid to waste a soul not bought,
twas heavens hands to which he fought.

a fathers place is by their side ,
protected by his handsom light,
and if he fails in his charge ,
he deserves wrath of the devils march.

I'm sorry that you cannot see,
i'm sorry you will never speak,
I'm sorry if they cast a stone,
u should not stand at the gates alone.

I'm sorry i dont give you happy thoughts to think out loud,
I'm sorry if my words are dark and and always seem so proud,
I'm sorry if that my venom is a twisted visage,
of a former self conflicted, with a hatred that left me gifted,
with darkness heart thats torn apart destroyed by earnest witches

Can a man change? Can he learn from his mistakes? And from the long quiet nights, sleepless he remains awake? With rain on his window sills; trees fighting in the wind; pictures on the walls watch him with sweat bursting from his skin. The covers on the bed hides his face, as he peaks from underneath, cold chills run through his body causing a chatter in his teeth. The lights dancing on the wall, the pictures flashing in his mind are just memories of his deceased mother saying it's only a matter of time.

Can a man's heart cry; cry endlessly for help? He's just longing for the feeling of love and security he never felt. He's just playing the cards he's dealt, no one takes him by the hand, no one wipes away his tears, no one helps him with his plan. No one cares if he lives or die saying "oh he's just a misguided light", covered up by the blinds and curtains he's barely noticed at night. With on hand bounded by the cuffs, the other reaches for his goals. He's between a rock and a hard place, his foundation is a sinking hole.

He grabs the rope of salvation, as he holds on for dear life, he watches it all pass him by; as his struggle become a fight. Now life gives everyone else a peach and hit's him with a pear. He opens the door of opportunity, and look, nothings there.

Sometimes I think I want to lie down and die. Options what options, just lay here and cry? Pain passing through me, life passing me by. Saying hello to pain and misery, wave the good life goodbye? I have an appetite for life which makes me feel anorexic. I take my piece of the pie bow my head and bless it. I’m breathless, rude, restless, and reckless. Cool calm and collective, why is life so damn hectic? That’s a question.
Cause I’m going out my mind. It’s not a joke, I’m for real this time. I walk the green mile but I can’t cross this line. But I’m so incapable, I’m so hard to find, I’ve been labeled. I’m singing negro spirituals and children fables. I should take all bets off the table, go for broke. Put it all on the line, clear my throat. Full of beer, full of pills, but where the fxxx is the hope.
Hoping that if I pray real hard: God send me a sign, but all I get in return is someone taking what was mine. It hurts; it hurts a lot, with tears flowing from my eyes running to the parking lot. Praying that they stop flowing, are you here for me or not. Seeing my foot prints in the sand cause seemingly that’s all I got; heartbreaks, tears, and snot. So in a sense my futures shot.

'Free Spirit'

I don't know how to tell you
Where do i belong
It sure is not on this Earth that i care to belong
I have seen all it's destruction,it's Evil and it's Con.
So where do i belong
It sure is not on this Earth that i care to belong.

I have wandered as a free Spirit accross this vast plane
I have seen so many people hurting it is hard to explain
But why can't people be tolerant of each other
They are not to blame.
They are caught up in it's Materialist Living
No thankyou,i care not to belong to this World
I rather be gone from this God Forsaken Place

I will keep wandering with my back pack
And see where it will take me
Maybe to a more peacful world where no one can forsake me.
Goodbye for now i will be back
Hopefullly now i will see you all back.

Starving for a bit of bread?
Or starving for a bit of love?
Lonely and no one there to wipe your tears
and comfort your fears. ..
Dying for a hug?
Crying to have a friend?
But no one to see you die
and no one to hear you cry. ..

Where is all the millions of people on this lonely earth?
Where is all the millions of people to love such a lonely soul?
No one but yourself. ..
And a million others walking pass with out giving a notice.
Screaming deep from with in and no one to reply,
just your lonely self to observe and to witness. ..

My friend. .. the only cure for loneliness is loneliness itself. ..
Journey well

I left my heart back there a good ways away, haven't felt that tingle in a very long while. Tired of looking for that special one, I know he's out there somewhere just not close or either I would feel a tingle when he walked close by.
My heart has been put through the ringer to many times in the past, so my gaurd is still up even higher than before. After settling down with the man of my dreams I never knew that twenty-six years later he'd be gone and I would be on my own.
Two since then that treated me like a queen they both betrayed me with lips so smooth that soon every word was a lie built upon there lie's. being alone can be a wonderful thing, you san sort through your thoughts to come up with many resolutions for the next day.
Loneliness can be your friend at times or worse it can be a diease that slowly spreads through every single part of your body. Soon you begin to realize that you actually need and want that special someone to be part of your life once again.

Life has no meaning,
the moment you lose the
illusion of being eternal.
It is up to you to give it
a meaning,and value is nothing
but the meaning that you choose

Life is hard
That's a fact
you play a card
you're in the act...of life's play
in the fray
are you gonna go or are you gonna stay
and pay
the price
sixpence will not suffice
just enough to buy rice
roll the dice...one more time
rhyme
is sublime
higher up the ladder I climb
dust in the wind like a windchime...on a doorstop
watch, cause soon you gon' drop...like a leaf
thief...in the night
alright
outta sight
you just might
find what you're lookin' for
open the door
they say you want some more?
what's more but got to find what's in store
it's dark in the night but I still hear the lions roar...of pain
write a refrain
in the rain
what is the main...point
joint...like where you live
your heart is bleeding through a sieve
give
even just one olive
forgive
and div...vy up the spoils of war
war down to the core
livin' this life is the ultimate chore
what a bore
now can't you see
in this cage is the one called me
and I'm not free
to be
exactly
who I want to be
to explain to to people's like payin' a fee
so I gotta express my pain through poetry

tonight the veil
is lifted
between our worlds
and theirs.
we may talk
with those we miss
and love.
tonight
we can touch
each other
once again.
tonight
i can tell you
how much I
miss you and love you.
my darling
i miss you so much.
tonight
i can feel you
near me once again.
only for tonight.
only for tonight.

~~~~~SUNDAY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

God has so many promises as we need to see,
we all have the day to be ready
as His return will be soon...

We all must face the day will come as we will
be home upon a cloud in His glory of place of
eternity and clouds to hold us with His comfort..

Death is hard however, Grandma lays to rest and we
on earth will rest of her to be free from all pain
for no more suffering and to be lifted into the clouds

of His Glory and the bliss of His promise has
been lifted as he has taken Grandma with him
and if we live according to His word he will return

and have a cloud waiting for you and me as there is no promise
for a place on earth as His return will be soon
R.I.P. grandmaaaaaaa~~~~~~~~~~~