sad poetry

The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.

Common interest?
“I'm sorry, but we have to break up” “Why are you doing this to me?” “We have nothing in common” “But we have shared so much”
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Poets
Love Me
Love me Love me now Love me later Love me drunk on happiness Love me sober on hard times Don’t ever let this be over Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Ocean
Above and beneath the turning sky. where the night kiss the waves so deep. A melody of aspirations painted in blue. In every ripple, in every seam.
By Galaxiesbuzz2 years ago in Poets
A Final Breakup
Everyone has to die, they all said as if they all knew what it meant really to the one crying seemingly one eye at a time of torture
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
The Hazy past
Like an anvil planted on my chest Like the stray thoughts when nothing rests. Like dreary, cold, lonely nights sprawled on icy sheets.
By Mo Darasi2 years ago in Poets
Alone
I awake to a nightmare again blinded by the bright morning sun how do I breathe without you? how had I ever lived in this world alone?
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Poets
Bitter Coffee. Runner-up in Breakup Nonet Challenge.
I lay on our bed, thinking of you, hugging my coffee like it’s life. Macchiato memories from a tear-stained carafe soured our love, ‘till
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
"We Have To Leave Dad"
Breaking up was inevitable Our life was way out of control It was a struggle daily I just couldn't do it "We Have To Leave Dad!"
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
Vanilla Lies
I loved vanilla; the scent, the taste and the feel of it on my skin. You knew that so you dipped words in it, overwhelming
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
His 'Thank You' Left Me Broken
Inspired by Kayleigh Fraser's kintsurkoroi of us *** He told me he didn't deserve me; he was just broken pottery. I mended him together
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
A Lonely Battle
In the silence of night, where shadows creep I find myself lost, too broken to sleep. A hollow ache, a relentless pain Thoughts of ending it all, like a chilling rain.
By Lil'Rosie2 years ago in Poets
You Never Asked. Top Story - July 2024.
I don't know when I decided I had to choose between expecting nothing and expecting disappointment. Every time, for the longest time, I chose to expect you to show up for me, but I guess I learned the outcome would never be what I wanted.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets