I’m doing some research for a poetry review book and I need your opinion on what are some sad poems that make you cry or at least make you feel a bit sad. Any topic would be fine, but I anticipate that sad poems are mostly about love and friendship, about relationships and communication between people.
For those of you who might think I love to cry, I want to let you know I don’t. I just feel good when reading sad inspirational poems, that’s all. Besides, I’ve got this research to get done, so thank you for your help in advance.
Wow.. Of every sad poem.. I have 3 from all of theses i truly cried from.
• This makes me cry every time
The Wreck On
Highway 109
A drunken man in an Oldsmobile
they said had run the light
that caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere
The sirens screamed out elegies,
For death was in the air.
A mother, trapped inside her car
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
“Oh, God, please spare my boys!”
She fought to loosen her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.
Her frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children’s seats crushed in.
Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
She did not hear them cry,
And then she prayed they’d been thrown free,
“Oh, God, don’t let them die!”
Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found therein no little boys,
But the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was traveling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
“Please help me find my boys!
They’re four years old and wear blue shirts;
Their jeans are blue to match.”
One cop spoke up, “They’re in my car,
And they don’t have a scratch.
They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.
I’ve searched the area high and low,
But I can’t find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad.”
The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
“He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he’s been dead a year.”
The cop just looked confused and asked,
“Now, how can that be true?”
The boys said, “Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you.
He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car with
The pretty, flashing light.
We wanted him to stay with us,
Because we miss him so,
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
And said he had to go.
He said someday we’d understand
And told us not to fuss,
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He’s watching over us.”
The mother knew without a doubt
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad’s last words,
“I will watch over you.”
The firemen’s notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.
But on the cop’s report was scribed,
In print so very fine,
An angel walked the beat tonight
On Highway 109.
• Jenny and the Car Crash
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found
For once in her life ‘twas the right side of town
She unpacked her things with such great ease
As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze
How wonderful it was to have her own room
School would be starting, she’d have friends over soon
There’d be sleepovers and parties; she was so happy
It’s just the way she wanted life to be
On the first day of school, everything went great
She made new friends and even got a date
She thought, “I want to be popular and I’m going to be.
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!”
To be known in this school you had to have a clout
And dating this guy would sure help her out
There was only on problem stopping her fate
Her parents had said she was too young to date
“Well I just won’t tell them the entire truth
They won’t know the difference: what’s there to lose?”
Jenny asked her parents to stay with her friends that night
Her parents frowned but said “all right.”
Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense
She began to feel guilty about all the lies
But what’s a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?
Well the pizza was good and the party was great
But the moonlight ride would have to wait
For Jeff was drunk by this time
But he kissed her and said he was just fine
Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff
Jenny couldn’t believe he was smoking that stuff
Now Jeff was ready to ride to The Point
But only after he’d had another joint
They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride
Not thinking that Jeff was too drunk to drive
They finally made it to The Point at last
And Jeff started to make a pass
A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all
(and by pass I don’t mean playing football)
“Perhaps my parents were right… maybe I am too young”
“Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb”
With all of her might she pushed him away
“Please take me home… I don’t want to stay”
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas
In a matter of seconds they were going too fast
AS Jeff drove in a fit of wild anger
Jenny knew that her life was in danger
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down
But he just sped up as they neared the town
“Just let me get home! I’ll confess that I lied.
I just went out for a moonlight ride.”
Then all of a sudden they saw a great flash
“Oh, God please help us! We’re going to crash!
She doesn’t remember the force of the impact
Just that everything all of a sudden went black
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble
And heard, “Someone call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!”
The voices she heard… a few words at best
But she new there were two cars involved in the wreck
Then if the other people in the car were alive
She hoped in her heart the person would survive
She awoke in a hospital to faces so sad
“You’ve been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad.”
These voices echoed inside her head
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead
They said, “Jenny, we’ve done all that we can do
But it looks as if we’ll lose you too.”
“But the people in the other car.” Jenny cried.
I’m sorry Jenny, they also died.
Jenny prayed, “ God, forgive me for what I have done.
I only wanted to have one night of fun.”
Tell that person’s family that I made their lives dim.
And that I wish I could return their families to them.”
“Tell mom and dad I’m sorry I lied
And it’s my fault so many have died.”
“Oh, nurse, won’t you please tell that to them.”
The nurse just stood there… she never agreed.
She took Jenny’s hand with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later jenny died
A man asked the nurse, “why didn’t you do your best
To bid that poor girl her one last request
She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad
“Because the other people in the car were her mom and dad.”
This story is sad, unpleasant, yet true
So young people take head… it could have been you
• …goodbye friend…
from far away I hear a cry
I look around this dark, cold room just to see you die
as long as you were here I was ok
but after this happened it took my breath away.
I remember every little thing about you.
How loud you cried when you were sad
the way you looked at me when you were mad;
your laugh and smile when you were glad
Now I sit here all alone
knowing you will never return home
amid my thoughts I see your face
and I know you’re in a better place
You were my little brother and best friend
and I promised you I would love you till the end
it’s sad to say you hade to die
the time has come to say goodbye
The last one, is very sad. I have a 7 year old brother, who had ADHD. If i lost him, i would feel horrible, for all the times we fought, and we didn’t get along.
i just wanna say the sadest poem i have EVER read was “daddy’s poem” or others like to call it “her hair was up in a ponytail”
1)
Love is sweet and bitter
It fills your body and warms your soul
Love is confusing and unstable
It betrays and tears you apart
Love is…..cruel
2)
Tears run down my face
My breath is shallow
My thoughts clouded
Feelings are unlocked
Words unspoken
Blood on my wrists
When will it be over
This makes me cry every time
The Wreck On
Highway 109
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere
The sirens screamed out elegies,
For death was in the air.
A mother, trapped inside her car
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
“Oh, God, please spare my boys!”
She fought to loosen her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.
Her frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children’s seats crushed in.
Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
She did not hear them cry,
And then she prayed they’d been thrown free,
“Oh, God, don’t let them die!”
Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found therein no little boys,
But the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was travelling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
“Please help me find my boys!
They’re four years old and wear blue shirts;
Their jeans are blue to match.”
One cop spoke up, “They’re in my car,
And they don’t have a scratch.
They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.
I’ve searched the area high and low,
But I can’t find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad.”
The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
“He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he’s been dead a year.”
The cop just looked confused and asked,
“Now, how can that be true?”
The boys said, “Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you.
He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car with
The pretty, flashing light.
We wanted him to stay with us,
Because we miss him so,
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
And said he had to go.
He said someday we’d understand
And told us not to fuss,
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He’s watching over us.”
The mother knew without a doubt
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad’s last words,
“I will watch over you.”
The firemen’s notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.
But on the cop’s report was scribed,
In print so very fine,
An angel walked the beat tonight
On Highway 109.
Making Sarah Cry
He stood among his friends from school,
He joined their childhood games
Laughing as they played kickball
And when they called poor Sarah names.
Sarah was unlike the rest;
She was slow and not as smart,
And it would seem to all this friends
She was born without a heart.
And so he gladly joined their fun
Of making Sarah cry.
But somewhere deep within his heart,
He never knew just why.
For he could hear his mother’s voice,
Her lessons of right and wrong
Playing over and over inside his head
Just like a favorite song.
“Treat others with respect, son,
The way you’d want them treating you.
And remember, when you hurt others,
Someday, someone might hurt you.”
He knew his mother wouldn’t understand
The purpose of their game
Of teasing Sarah, who made them laugh
As her own tears fell like rain.
The funny faces that she made
And the way she’d stomp her feet
Whenever they mocked the way she walked
Or the stutter when she’d speak.
To him she must deserve it
Because she never tried to hide.
And if she truly wanted to be left alone,
Then she should stay inside.
But every day she’d do the same:
She’d come outside to play,
And stand there, tears upon her face,
Too upset to run away.
The game would soon be over
As tears dropped from her eyes,
For the purpose of their fun
Was making Sarah cry.
It was nearly two whole months
He hadn’t seen his friends.
He was certain they all must wonder
What happened and where he’d been
So he felt a little nervous
As he limped his way to class
He hoped no one would notice,
He prayed no one would ask
About that awful day:
The day his bike met with a car,
Leaving him with a dreadful limp
And a jagged-looking scar.
So he held his breath a little
As he hobbled into the room,
Where inside he saw a “Welcome Back” banner
And lots of red balloons.
He felt a smile cross his face
As his friends all smiled too
And he couldn’t wait to play outside-
His favorite thing to do.
So the second that he stepped outdoors
And saw his friends all waiting there,
He expected a few pats on the back-
Instead, they all stood back and stared.
He felt his face grow hotter
As he limped to join their side
To play a game of kickball
And of making Sarah cry.
An awkward smile crossed his face
When he heard the words, “Hey Freak,
Where’d you get the ugly mask?”
He turned, expecting Sarah,
But Sarah could not be seen.
It was the scar upon his own face
That caused such words so mean.
He joined in their growing laughter,
Trying hard to not give in
To the awful urge inside to cry
Or the quivering of his chin.
They are only teasing,
He made himself believe.
They are still my friends;
They’d never think of hurting me.
But the cruel remarks continued
About the scar and then his limp.
And he knew if he shed a single tear
They’d label him a wimp.
And so the hurtful words went on,
And in his heart he wondered why.
But he knew without a doubt
The game would never end, until they made him cry.
And just when a tear had formed,
He heard a voice speak out from behind.
“Leave him alone you bullies,
Because he’s a friend of mine.”
He turned to see poor Sarah,
Determination on her face,
Sticking up for one of her own tormentors
And willing to take his place.
And when his friends did just that,
Trying their best to make poor Sarah cry,
This time he didn’t join in,
And at last understood exactly why.
“Treat others with respect, son
The way you’d want them treating you.
And remember, when you hurt others,
Someday, someone might hurt you.”
It took a lot of courage
But he knew he must be strong,
For at last he saw the difference
Between what’s right and wrong.
And Sarah didn’t seem so weird
Through his understanding eyes.
Now he knew he’d never play again
The game of making Sarah cry.
It took several days of teasing
And a razzing from his friends,
But when they saw his strength,
They chose to be like him.
And now out on the playground,
A group of kids meets everyday
For a game of kickball and laughter
And teaching their new friend, Sarah, how to play.
SORRY THAT IM SO LATE
Now this made me cry!!!!!
A Sad Poem- Jenny and the Car Crash
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found
For once in her life ‘twas the right side of town
She unpacked her things with such great ease
As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze
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How wonderful it was to have her own room
School would be starting, she’d have friends over soon
There’d be sleepovers and parties; she was so happy
It’s just the way she wanted life to be
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On the first day of school, everything went great
She made new friends and even got a date
She thought, “I want to be popular and I’m going to be.
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!”
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To be known in this school you had to have a clout
And dating this guy would sure help her out
There was only on problem stopping her fate
Her parents had said she was too young to date
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“Well I just won’t tell them the entire truth
They won’t know the difference: what’s there to lose?”
Jenny asked her parents to stay with her friends that night
Her parents frowned but said “all right.”
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Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense
She began to feel guilty about all the lies
But what’s a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?
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Well the pizza was good and the party was great
But the moonlight ride would have to wait
For Jeff was drunk by this time
But he kissed her and said he was just fine
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Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff
Jenny couldn’t believe he was smoking that stuff
Now Jeff was ready to ride to The Point
But only after he’d had another joint
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They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride
Not thinking that Jeff was too drunk to drive
They finally made it to The Point at last
And Jeff started to make a pass
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A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all
(and by pass I don’t mean playing football)
“Perhaps my parents were right… maybe I am too young”
“Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb”
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With all of her might she pushed him away
“Please take me home… I don’t want to stay”
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas
In a matter of seconds they were going too fast
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AS Jeff drove in a fit of wild anger
Jenny knew that her life was in danger
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down
But he just sped up as they neared the town
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“Just let me get home! I’ll confess that I lied.
I just went out for a moonlight ride.”
Then all of a sudden they saw a great flash
“Oh, God please help us! We’re going to crash!
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She doesn’t remember the force of the impact
Just that everything all of a sudden went black
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble
And heard, “Someone call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!”
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The voices she heard… a few words at best
But she new there were two cars involved in the wreck
Then if the other people in the car were alive
She hoped in her heart the person would survive
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She awoke in a hospital to faces so sad
“You’ve been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad.”
These voices echoed inside her head
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead
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They said, “Jenny, we’ve done all that we can do
But it looks as if we’ll lose you too.”
“But the people in the other car.” Jenny cried.
I’m sorry Jenny, they also died.
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Jenny prayed, “ God, forgive me for what I have done.
I only wanted to have one night of fun.”
Tell that person’s family that I made their lives dim.
And that I wish I could return their families to them.”
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“Tell mom and dad I’m sorry I lied
And it’s my fault so many have died.”
“Oh, nurse, won’t you please tell that to them.”
The nurse just stood there… she never agreed.
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She took Jenny’s hand with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later jenny died
A man asked the nurse, “why didn’t you do your best
To bid that poor girl her one last request
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She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad
“Because the other people in the car were her mom and dad.”
This story is sad, unpleasant, yet true
So young people take head… it could have been you
I wrote a couple of poems here’s a couple
1). Every Day
Its been the same way
For years
So many tears
Have been shed
I dread
Coming home
Im afraid to be alone
With you
What you might do
Every day
She says it will be okay
That’s not true
I dont believe it do you?
Every Day
I live in a world of dismay
He can see it
So why can’t they
Every day
I feel the same way
Every day
I hope everything will be okay
Every Day
I try to get away
But Every Day
Ends up the same way
Every Day
I know I won’t be okay
Because Every day
Has been the same way
2.) I hate my life
I think of ending it with a knife
that seems like whats best
because im tired of bein depressed
ive never said a word
not like you wouldve heard
Its gone on for years
im sick of all the tears
all this bottled up inside me
will explode it wont be pretty
Tired of being treated like crap
Im about to snap
3.) I hate it here
When Im here I live in fear
H-O-M-E
to me
It will spell
hell
Put on a happy face
Try not to leave a trace
Of how I feel
But this poem is for real
I dont speak up
But when I do its not enough
To stop what’s happening
When I scream stop you start laughing
She doesnt know
Ive kept it on the down low
For years
But there has been to many tears
He asked if i was sad
I was glad
That someone noticed
When how I was feeling was the lowest
Its ever been
So I told him
Only one other knew
And she hates you too
My best friend
She cheers me up and mends
My pain
When I feel like Im about to go insane
She doesnt even know she is the reason why
I havent already died
Commit suicide
I lied
If I ever told you I loved you
What do I do?
To get away from you
Who else can I go to
I need to tell someone else
My friend helps
But I want to get away
From this completely if only for a day
Just to wash away the tears
But no one else hears
My cries
My lies
Ive avoided saying anything
When
He used to ask if I was okay
But today I just had to say
How I felt
When he asked it helped
He was appalled
At what all
I told him, how sad
I was , and the fact that you are my dad
He didnt think it was this bad
Living here is driving me mad
I hate it here
Its a world of fear
When someone finally talked to me
It didnt help me
Now I feel worse
Why did you lay this curse
Of depression upon me
It was bad enough already
Now I just have to deal with it
Cause no one else gives a s***
Tis a world full of pain and sorrow,
Tears drowning the horizon of tomorrow,
Till all that’s left is memory of that which has been,
Nothing is felt; nothing is seen.
What happened to the sun, the day, the light?
Why now do we wallow in endless night?
Thinking only of that which will come,
If no one stands up; if nothing is done.
So live for the moment and never forget,
What’s done is done so don’t regret.
Live, laugh, play, learn,
Because it only takes a moment for life to take a turn.
her hair was up in a ponytail
her favorite dress tied with a bow
today was daddy’s day at school
and she couldn’t wait to go
but her mommy tried to tell her
that she probably should stay home
why the kids might not understand
if she went to school alone
but she was not afraid
she knew just what to say
what to tell her classmates
of why he wasn’t there today
but still her mother worried
for her to face this day alone
and that is why once again
she tried to keep her daughter home
but the little girl went to school
eager to tell them all
about a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls
there were daddies along the wall in the back for everyone to meet
children squirming impatiently
anxious in their seats
one by one the teacher called
a student from the class
to introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed
at last the teacher called her name
every child turned to stare
each of them was searching a man who wasn’t there
she went to the front of the class
as she smiled up at her mom
and looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on
and with hands behind her back
she slowly began to speak
and from out the mouth of a child came words incredibly unique
‘my daddy couldn’t be here
because he lives so far away
but i know he wishes he could be
since this is such a special day
and though u cannot meet him
i wanted you to know
all about my daddy and how much he loves me so
he loved to tell me stories
she taught me to ride my bike
he surprised me with pink roses
and taught me to fly a kite
we used to share fudge sundaes
and ice cream in a cone
and though you cannot see him
i’m not standing here alone
cause my daddy is always with me
even though we are apart
i know because he told me he’ll forever be in my heart”
with that her little hand reached up
and lay across her chest
feeling her own heart beat
beneath her favorite dress
and from somewhere in the crowd of dads
her mother stood in tears
proudly watched her daughter
who was wise beyond her years
she finished with a voice so soft
but its message clear and loud…
‘i love my daddy very much
hes my shining star
and if he could, he’d be here
..but heavens just too far’ ♥
awe. these are so sadd.. i have had a loved one pass away and i grieve everyday. but god says never forget the ones you love just rejoice!:)
I’d write a note and tear it up, there are no words thar could say enough, I know I’m going to hurt you when I walk out of that door, but I swear it’s going to hurt me even more
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i hang on to this line, i left home when my daddy died, he was the only one there for me. i have never once looked back and never will, but still to this day it hurts. i just want to know what it turned out like, but i cant go back, they lost me and my dad, and returning would hurt far to much
…goodbye friend…
from far awy i hear a cry
i look around this dark, cold room just to see you die
as long as you were her i was ok
but after this happend it took my breath away.
i remember every little thing about you.
how loud you cryed when you were sad
the way you looked at me when you were mad;
your laugh and smile when you were glad
now i sit here all alone
knowing you will never return home
amid my thoughts i see your face
and i know your in a better place
you were my little brother and best friend
and i promised you i would love you til the end
its sad to say you hade to die
the time has come to say goodbye
THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN FOR MY LITTLE BROTHER… HE WAS THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL FOR ME… HE WAS THE ONE WHO CHEERED MY UP WHEN I WAS DOWN… HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND…
dont cry other wise ill cry and i dont want to cry
love, ur friend kia erickson
Hi Krista, thank you so much for the poem! I found it touching and full of life. It’s a great reminder that we shouldn’t seek our happiness in others, even though they are our beloved ones. Happiness is in ourselves, in the way we choose to see and react to what’s happening to us.
Thank you again for taking time to add your sad and beautiful poem here.
heres a poem i wrote its not that sad but its something id like to put..i am 13 by the way
I cannot hide the way i feel anymore i try to tell her but she only ignores..
I want to end my life,but im to afraid to commit suicide..she is my mom i should love her with all i have
but yet why should I..she only puts me down…she left me here lying flat on the ground…now i am
carving in my skin in a place thats hidden from everyone that feels concerned..i hate looking in the mirror
to only see me..
this ugly being that deserves nothing..she never says im pretty just the way i am and if she ever does
i have to ask her to say it.dont i deserve a mother .. a better mother than she is ..dont i deserve
to be happy in my own skin..i have a father always drunken..i have sisters_always gone..i have a brother
thats always mad .. a mother who pushes away everyone.so what do i make of this pittiful thing she
calls a life..something i hope ends tonite..slowly i grab for a knife,i tell myself it bids me right,
but i am still scared..what if she cared ? what if she tried ? but uslessly she lets it hide..
if she cares let her tell me ill give her a month to bitterly show me..no not a month ill give her tonite..
to show me she loves me or ill end my life.
Thank you Erika, I haven’t read anything by Karen Hess. I’ll try to find the book.
Karen Hess wrote out of Out of the Dust in poetic form. Awesome book. Some of those pages or poems, if you will, are very sad. They might do the trick.
I wrote some sad poems after my miscarriage, not sure it’s what you’re looking for but here they are: 1-6 Some I wrote are suicidal sounding but I would never act on them 7-10.
(1)
ER Disappointment
Now is just not your time, little one
Though it seemed your life had just begun.
I’ve learned before about these things
Sometimes even the smallest angels get their wings.
It’s difficult to know that you’re still inside me
But my first child you never will be.
We will not rush to the hospital to deliver you
Around the time that I would have been due.
Daddy will not count with me as he holds my leg
“Pain Meds Please” I will not beg.
I will join you though someday, you see
When God decides to send for me.
Now is not your time, sweet little girl
But you will live on in my heart, and my world.
(2)
Inner Turmoil
The day the pregnancy test showed two lines,
I was very shocked, and so happy I cried.
I felt complete, and I felt so sure,
At last my angel was made, my little girl!
But our time together was so short,
I didn’t know it was possible to feel that much hurt…
The agony I feel is still so very deep,
No one knows the burden that I keep.
I tried to move on in my life,
But daily I quietly sit and cry.
I have to know,
What went wrong? Why did you go?
I just hope you know my love,
I pray you feel it, even up above.
(3)
Mama’s Letter to Baby
Things just are not right yet in mama’s head
Cuz mama can’t deal with the fact her baby girl’s dead
You see baby girl, mama’s really sad and upset
My little girl’s gone and I can’t move on yet
My baby didn’t have toes, eyes, feet, or ears
Every time I remember, I shed tear after tear
Night after night, and day after day, mama can’t go to sleep
Mama can’t say goodbye yet, she doesn’t believe
That mama’s baby girl is in heaven and now its time to grieve
For the loss of her baby that she never did see
Don’t think mama doesn’t love you or miss you so bad
Mama still loves you, mama’s just very, very sad
See you’ll always be my baby girl that I carried inside
I love you so much; you’re my joy and pride
Baby, mama is trying to tell you that she loves you
But there are no easy words to say
How much your mama will miss you day after day
These words still just aren’t nearly perfect enough
For the little baby girl that mama misses so much.
(4)
My World
No one knows the pain I felt,
No one knows how I dealt,
Trying to cope with it all inside,
Because I knew my baby girl had died.
Nicole, I loved you with all my heart,
With you gone, I almost fell apart,
Daddy was there to keep me strong,
Keep me from doing things that were wrong.
I wanted to join you in heaven, you see,
But people here on earth still needed me.
Daddy would have been lost if I had gone too,
So I stayed here, though I wanted to be with you.
I didn’t want to live on when you were dead,
I wanted to die too, be shot in the head.
I miss you so much, my baby girl,
And I hope you know you were my world.
(5)
My Suicide
I want to die, for this is no lie,
I get in his car and begin to cry asking myself, Why, why did she die?
There’s a song on the radio that is driving me crazy it makes my mind put up a fight
I start to grip my seatbelt tight
Is this guy really singing “I don’t want to die tonight?”
This world is so blind so much it can’t see
If I told you I wasn’t crazy would you believe me?
My baby is gone which has left me here all alone Nicole, you died
God promised you’d be here with me but I guess he lied.
So here I sit beside the driver’s seat
With a gun in my pocket and a letter that I made sure was written very nice and neat.
Good-bye world, I shout out loud Good-bye heartache,
Here I come; Nicole for tonight it’s my life that I will take.
One finger on the trigger.
(6)
Nightmare
At night I have trouble sleeping,
Cuz in my mind, I am still weeping
For the loss of my baby girl
Who never got to see the world.
I never experienced childbirth,
My belly never expanded in girth,
My baby will remain unseen,
In this case my god was so mean.
Took away my precious child,
The pain still drives me wild,
Never will I hold her in my arms,
Trying to keep her away from harm.
No one will ever know the pain I felt,
Go through myself, as I knelt,
Praying that everything would be fine,
That it was all a bad nightmare in my mind.
(7)
THE UNKNOWN
A razorblade in one hand,
Thirty pills in the other.
Listening to my favorite band,
Singing about killing another.
Sitting on the bathroom sink,
Music turned up high
Really starting to think,
How much I want to die
Feeling the blade slice through my skin,
The lead singer hitting a high note.
Popping all thirty pills, I begin
To feel them slide down my throat.
Seeing the light begin to haze over,
The blade cutting deep,
Knowing my life was a cover,
I started to weep.
I was never what people truly thought
Always hiding beneath the guise.
The real me they always sought,
But I had a great disguise.
I acted like a preppy chic,
A gothic vamp,
Sometimes a country hick,
Even like a city tramp.
No one knew the real me,
It never showed through,
I guess it was hard for me,
To show myself to you.
I wanted to hide away,
Never see daylight,
Cuz my heart every day
Got blacker and blacker like night.
So sitting there in the dark,
I finally made myself known.
I was the girl, who left my mark,
But fading in the unknown.
(8)
Too Late
You were here today and gone tomorrow,
Thinking of you fills my heart with sorrow.
Knowing what could have been but was lost
Not knowing how much life it cost
To love you and never have my feelings known
Most of my time and my life I’ve thrown
Away for you and you never knew,
That deep inside there was love for you.
I guess with you it never really clicked,
That outta everyone you were the one I picked.
I wanted to spend with you, my entire life,
I had hoped that you wanted me as your wife,
But you never knew my feelings expressed,
And now you’re gone and I’m depressed.
I always loved you and still do to this date.
But it doesn’t matter now, I was too late.
(9)
Lying in the Corner Dying
Feeling a blade slice through my wrist,
A handful of pills in the other fist.
Lying in a corner, blood everywhere
People passing me, but they don’t care.
No one stops to see if I’m okay,
They never did, so why would they today?
People walking by from left to right
Not seeing how I’m trying to fight.
Trying to stop before it’s too late
But knowing I can’t avoid my fate.
Popping the pills one by one,
Until my hand is empty, I’m done.
There are no more pills to take,
Lost enough blood to make a lake,
Laying in the corner barely alive,
No one even trying to save my life.
(10)
Bleeding in the Dark
Being mistreated, put down, never understood
Loving, dying, fading into the dark side
Eventually becoming nonexistent
Entering into the world of hell
Dying a horrible, bloody death
Injecting poison in my veins
Never regretting, knowing it’s flowing in my blood
Gory images left for the world to see
Invading my brain are devils
Never letting me seek release in a positive way
The pain is so intense, my heart is slowing its beat
Hell’s flames are licking my toes now
Ever slowly I’m descending
Down towards the blazing cavern where Satan reigns
Arcs of blood trail along my wrists, blade falling to the floor
Reality now sets in, I’m sitting there
Killing myself slowly, bleeding in the dark.
Here are some of mine, I think I write mostly when I’m sad or eaten up with worry or guilt. Hope you like them, You can find others work on here as well.
http://www.poetrypoem.com/cissi
Maybe you prefer sad poems because you live a miserable life.
And THAT makes ME cry!!!
My name is pancho
I live on a rancho
I work for two peso a day
I go home to Lucy
she give me some pu$$y
and take my two peso away
Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe
It’s not exactly sad, but it’s soo sweet and makes me wanna cry!! It’s the ‘Rainbow Bridge’.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
we all probably have heard this one…
“Of all the words
of tongue or pen
the saddest are these:
‘it might have been’ “
heeeeeeeeeey sweety.. don’t cry.. nothin worth it..!! cheer up..
I don’t read poems
don’t cry