I Write Sad Poetry

The mother and child go wandering fromwelfare office to drug dealerFrom nowhere to nowhereHe knows people spit at themHe doesn't care why.The child rests in an unfeathered bedPlaying video games while the motherEarns her money in the...

A fear but a hope
A want you can’t have
When seeing is hurting
And every stone blocks the road
And you want to go home and just be alone
You want to cry but you’re too strong
So you drown it all and...

I have been writing poetry for years and I am on many poetry sites.  Here's an example of one for you:

More than the introspective reflection of the tear as
perceived by another pair of eyes
Beyond what can be...

she was there, now she is gone
the woman has ripped it, she tore out my soul
i feel so low, i feel so down, i feel like i could drown in a puddle
all the signs were there, that she wanted something good,
i guess i was blinded by a...

Nothing is important.
Not your tears.
Not your love.
Nothing matters.
Nothing at all.
It dosent matter,
if you are bleeding.
Not even if you are deing.
No one really cares.
In a 100 years no one
will remeber your name.
Why even try...

Feel like crying.
As if my tears and pity would be
The closest intimate companion
I’ve ever had.
Travelling down my cheeks soaking my pillow
Blowing my noise
Mediating
Praying
Oh Father please
Hear my cry
Forgive my sins
Provide...

Since i don't really have anyone i cant freely open up to,
i only write poetry when im sad/depressed. And it does help a lot.
It's a good way to let all my emotions out.
(:

Roses are red - violets are blue and I feel sad because rhyming
poetry is all that I can do. Cheers!
 

The abyss calls
Seductively beckoning,
To be satisfied,
Fulfilled,
I edge closer.

The precipice
Of Life and Death
Either way I go,
Or fall,
I’m screwed

In Life, pain
Stabbing at my heart
Ripping at my unsound mind
Insanity
Becomes...

I watched it as it evolved
Watching it advance brought me bliss no one could solve
I grew accustomed to this enchanting sight
This attachment was something I could not fight
For this rose I would have gone through the hounds of hell...

On this cliff’s edge
I stand to my pledge

Here among the rocks and grass
I await time to pass

I told you I’d be here
In our place with nothing to fear.

I’ve stood here since you went away,
I shouted after you that I’d stay...

Come on baby, give me one last dance tonight,

I don’t want to meet the darkness behind the light.

Not yet.

Come on baby, close your eyes and say my name,

I cant bear to meet you with this shame.

Not yet.

Come on baby, kiss me...

Dead??? I'm no mere mortal like those whom you meet
one person..... like myself he is a dark spirt with a speck of light..
a light that is noticeable but he does not know it....minutes of my time not wasted
no time is wasted on him...

She is alone with none but herself.....
only to be used for what he wants, nothing more than what she is.…
so much more she wanted, to be loved...to be……… wanted
once again thrown away by someone she thought cared someone she...

Forgotten and left behind

Miniscule and paid no mind

A blurry note, set aside

An extra filling for the gap

A decoration no room to add

Outside the circle she stands

Looking from the outside in

Her own the only arms to be...