Sad Quotes and Sayings - Page 5
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.
- George R.R. Martin
Don’t be too close to anyone, memory brings you tears.
No matter where life takes you, don’t look back and remember the past, because the ‘past’ is the past, no need to replay it over and over again.
Life is like a rainy day, there is sadness, and horrible moments, but rain doesn’t last forever.
Crying is how your body speaks when your mouth can’t explain the pain you feel.
Some days we need pouring rain so we can hide the tears we shed, wash away the feelings, and run from that last raindrop we wished would have never touched our hearts.
- Tommi Sheldon
The truth is, you don’t love me, you don’t miss me, you don’t care because if you did, I won’t be this lonely even though we are together.
No matter what I do, I always forget to forget you.
When can I stop lying? When can I be happy? Why am I still crying? Who am I really? When can I stop guessing, but there’s so many questions and no answers. But I still can’t find the reason to be loved.
Silently loving him behind his back, trying to catch his attention but still he doesn’t notice me. ;(
Everyday I wake up with a feeling, a feeling of just wanting to go back to sleep. So I do not have to deal with the pain I have to hide.
Some memories are so painful to remember because they were beautiful, wonderful and extraordinary that it makes you cry every time you smile thinking about it because you’ll never be able to experience it again with that special person that once meant the world to you.
I put up an act and act like I am okay.
My friend says to me today “Well your looking better today”
I say “What do you mean?” and he said “You don’t look sick anymore.” I say “Nobody knows the real me anymore and I walk the hallways alone and stay isolated for my own reasons.
I just wanna ball up and be in a small dark room and be alone
Forever. I just give up. “Nobody knows the real me
Because of my good acting skills”.
Amazing huh? #sarcasm
I hate the fact that there are so many toys in the world but still a lot of people tend to play with feelings.
Sadness can not be pushed away, it is the tears that can be pushed away.
Only the one that hurts you, can make you fell better.
Only the one that inflicts pain, can take it away.
It rained today, God knew I couldn’t cry another tear so he did it for me. He even threw in a rainbow to let me know I’d be okay.
Suicide is not the answer, crying is not the answer, but of all that it is not easy to hold the tears in.
No matter how many quotes you read, song lyrics you hear or how much you write your heart out, sometimes words just can’t describe how you feel.
I had a cat named Nermal, who got hit by a trucker.
I grew up beside him.
And he was my everything.
My sun, my friend, boyfriend, and by far, my best friend.
I ended up carrying him 3 miles home in pouring rain on my birthday.
R.I.P. Nermal, 2009 march 30th.
Sadness is a dark room where negatives develop, into fear or pain.
Situations are only meant to change.
The good thing about bad time is that it passes away!
The same thing that makes you laugh will make you cry.
The worst kind of pain is when you are smiling just to stop tears from falling, but if you look closer you will see all I am hiding and all the pain I cover up with a smile.
Sometimes living is painful, sometimes I can’t hide my sadness, sometimes I can’t fake a smile because I know it’s a lie.
Crying: it’s a way to defrost the ice building up around your soul.
Don’t drown yourself in sadness, don’t be big headed from you happiness, just be grateful that you have feelings, it shows you care.
Sometimes we need to feel physical pain to forget emotional pain. :(
Some days, it’s hard. It’s really hard. I know it is. I know what it’s like, trust me, I do. I pray and hope that maybe, one day, life will be good and love will treat us right. Maybe, one day, everything will find its path and fall into place. Maybe, one day, you will find someone to whom you will tell everything, with whom you can be somebody spectacular and beautiful; somebody to whom you will mean the world. Imagine what it must be like to be loved; to feel wanted, missed, dreamed of. To have your heart filled with warmth and to have all your worries and doubts cast away by a mere embrace or soft touch of lips. To know that there is someone out there who loves you unconditionally, no matter how many times you stumble, fall, or bruise yourself.
One day, I promise, all our wounds will be healed and gone; our scars will no longer tell the heartbreaking stories of our pasts; our bodies will no longer have to bear the hurt and self- inflicted pain; our hearts will never have to cry out for love. We will find love, you’ll see. One day, we will be carried home. One day, someone will whisper in our ears and say, “It’s going to be alright”.
When your mood’s not good without any reason, you definitely are missing someone.
Someone who existed in your life or someone you wish could have existed.
Some how some way I always end up being the bad guy.
Sometimes people say time heals everything. But does it?
It’s been 3 years since I’ve lost my mother and I still feel as lonely as I was earlier. I feel time can never heal a person. The only thing that can happen is that the person gets used to the pain, the loneliness, the sadness and the depression and learns to live on with it.
Sad but true.
Nothing is more depressing than despite the fact of having it all but still feeling empty.
They say that past failures shape our future. So why should a child who was brought up in a family of total dysfunction has to be haunted and pay for it the rest of his life?
Looking at what we were to what we are is like looking at a beautiful picture vandalized.
It’s hard to answer the question “What’s wrong” when nothing’s right.
I’m so sad, just let me be. Leave the lights off, no, don’t you open up the window drapes, I find comfort here in my my dark cave. I don’t want the the world to come in. I don’t need your bright lights. Let me be for today, tomorrow I shall try again.
I’m alone in this selfish world.
Letting go is hard, but holding on is harder.