Sad Poems, Poetry - Page 30
I stare up at the sky so blue,
because there is nothing else to do.
I think about the kids who’s parents are dying,
while I sit there, I start crying.
They have no food or water,
but there is constant slaughter.
These kid’s live in strife,
just think that you are lucky for you have a life.
This poem was written/submitted by Gidget.
I don’t know how hard it is
to raise a child like me.
I’ve been a bad child,
I’ve caused you tears,
and still, you are here with me.
I remember the time when I ran away,
mom kept looking for me.
She spent her night waiting for my call,
but I ignored it, so insensitive,
I just wanted to be free.
Dad talked to me, hugged me tight,
and said “I love you my dear child, do you feel it?”
and here I am knowing it’s true,
I had the guts to hurt him.
I’m a selfish child who wants to be free,
but couldn’t sleep if mom’s not beside me.
I’m a selfish child who wants to grow fast,
but couldn’t face the angry world
without a grip of dad’s hand.
Despite everything and anything that I would do
How far can I go if I don’t have you.
Mom and dad, now that I’ve grown old
I don’t have the guts to say what I’ve done wrong.
So full of shame and regret,
sorry might not be enough…
sorry might be too late.
Years have passed, there’s this one day,
I came back, a surrender of conscience.
I saw them both sitting in racking chairs,
watching the clouds and garden full of flowers.
I hugged them tight, even when they can’t recall my name.
Mom asked me why I cried, she can’t remember who she used to wait for at night.
Dad held my hand, told me to calm down…
and asked me who I am and if the nurse was around.
These are the words of once a stubborn child,
love your parents while you still can.
While they still remember who you are,
while they feel they love you more and more each day.
Regret comes last,
when it is too late to make up for wrong things done.
So love your parents while they still hope you can…
This poem was written/submitted by Kathrine Yee Baraquia.
Like every other night this week
I crawl into bed wishing to fall asleep
I feel a pain worse than death
I want to hold my breath
To end my life – to end this pain
I don’t want to be apart of this game
Unable to cry more tears
I hope this means my end is here.
This poem was written/submitted by Kimberly S. B..
Nothing at all is going right
Everything is wrong
I try to smile and look all bright
But nothing changes at all
The pain is deep
Below the surface
A thing you cannot see
I try and try to plead out loud
Will someone please help me?
But no one out there will listen
No one at all will heed
So as I weep all by myself
I pray that I’ll die in my sleep
No one that cares
No one that looks
Beyond the shallow pool
And see’s the person inside of me
And there’s nothing I can do
No one that hugs me
And says its ok
But it doesn’t matter because
I know its a lie
Nothing is ok
I will never find ‘the one’.
This poem was written/submitted by Kristen Clarke.
When my emotions stop flying high
And my soul will no longer cry
When my eyes are blind to the pain
My mind stops worrying ’bout going insane
When my heart has broken for the last time
My fingers not writing another rhyme
When my mouth can’t speak no more,
While my body falls and hits the floor
When my ears are deaf to hear
Then I guess I feel no more fear.
This poem was written/submitted by Bettina Sowa.
Emptiness is like the hollow of a tree
It clings to the dark
And lurks around every corner
Shadows begin to shrivel and slowly run away in fright
Cold covers any awaken creature and
Covers them in dark path
The air is dead with in the night
Not even the moon will come and greet
An echo will be carried in the wind
But will slowly vanish
Without a trace
Clouds will cover like a blanket
To show that emptiness does exists
This poem was written/submitted by Jessica.
Tears fall like rain
Tears fall like rain from my eyes
Like a rainfall from my eyes
The pain I was caused
You put it all on me
I was destroyed because of you
Now I wish I could go back
To the love I now hate and despise
To the wonder that you took away
To the happiness I will never know again
And to the days I did not cry
The days where all I could be was happy
Those things taken away
As the tears fall like rain from my eyes
This poem was written/submitted by Jena.