Sad Poems, Poetry - Page 5
How did I let you come in and control all of my life?
How can something like you cause me so much sadness and strife?
You controlled when I cleaned, you controlled when I worked
The responsibilities I had you made me shirk
You made me neglect all the things that I held dear
You made me do things that I would normally fear
You made me sleep and controlled when I woke
You made me start rows, you made me provoke
You controlled when I bathed, you didn’t care if I wasn’t clean
You made me become selfish, you made me be mean
You made me believe things that were lies and not true
You left me feeling sad, so lonely and blue
But because of all these things you have made me wise
Because of all these things I have come to realize
That there’s no point in fighting a battle I’ll never win
There’s no point trying to take it on the chin
Today is the day that I give up the fight
Today is the day that I surrender to your might
This poem was written/submitted by Teresa.
When i look in the mirror,
all i see is a girl,
unfamiliar to me
As the strangers we see every day
This girl i see wears a mask
to hide who she truly is inside
I see a fake smile
to hide her sorrow
Every day, I see this girl
and Every day people fail to see me,
inside the fake
She talks to me
to keep her from going insane,
All the while crying
to heal the pain
This poem was written/submitted by Feen.
She’s got the looks,
she’s got the clothes,
but what’s inside nobody knows.
She’s got the attitude,
she’s got the style,
something is hidden but she covers it with a smile.
Her life is hell,
no one sees inside,
no one sees her tears.
She’s locked herself up,
and thrown away the key,
no one will understand,
no one will ever see.
This poem was written/submitted by Gidget.
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.
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.