Poems About Sadness Seeking Friendly Advice
#sadness
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#dark
#depression
#despair
#grief
#heartbroken
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#suffering
Poems about sadness seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Mundus
Poem Published
Today 9:37am
Today 9:37am
Hand In A Glove
This is the edge of solitude,
the latitude at which
birds cease to sing
& life crowns death as king.
No moon, only the stars
recognize your scars:
they point the way
to where all lives lay.
As the only witness
to this twilit stillness,
you cry absinthe tears
for absent friends
& forgotten years.
A descending melody
your ears can't avoid
escorts you to the void:
there, silence rains
from heaven above.
You'll disappear
like a hand in a glove.
the latitude at which
birds cease to sing
& life crowns death as king.
No moon, only the stars
recognize your scars:
they point the way
to where all lives lay.
As the only witness
to this twilit stillness,
you cry absinthe tears
for absent friends
& forgotten years.
A descending melody
your ears can't avoid
escorts you to the void:
there, silence rains
from heaven above.
You'll disappear
like a hand in a glove.
#bittersweet
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:38pm
Yesterday 4:38pm
Let Me In...
I see you there,
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:23am
Yesterday 5:23am
Vestige
I trace the place where you used to rest,
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
#abuse
#addiction
#nightmares
#sadness
#SelfHarm
45 reads
1 Comment
Styxian
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 2:17am
6th Feb 2025 2:17am
Watching The Fire
Getting it started was so easy
with a will of its own
(the way of nature and things)
We brought the kindling
and thus, we had fire
Keeping it going was no problem
So energetic, we sweated
yet tirelessly fed its hunger
Feeding the flames its constant needs
Because of what it gave us;
Making love in the still of night
and watching the fire
in the reflection of our crystal eyes
~
For all of our toils
we now had a house
to protect our fire
from its very mother ...
with a will of its own
(the way of nature and things)
We brought the kindling
and thus, we had fire
Keeping it going was no problem
So energetic, we sweated
yet tirelessly fed its hunger
Feeding the flames its constant needs
Because of what it gave us;
Making love in the still of night
and watching the fire
in the reflection of our crystal eyes
~
For all of our toils
we now had a house
to protect our fire
from its very mother ...
#despair
#sadness
86 reads
8 Comments
Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 8:41am
4th Feb 2025 8:41am
Grey
In the midst of all this grey
I'm growing colder every day
Feeling smaller than before
Don't know what I'm living for
I am lost in endless crowd
Never seen and never found
Nameless face in joyless place
Just a body taking space
Innocence has taken flight
Along with all I thought was right
I am losing sight of light
Lose myself in endless night
Robbed of comfort, stolen truth
Memory scrambled and confused
Forgotten love from long ago
You'll forget me too, I know
Life is pain and death's...
I'm growing colder every day
Feeling smaller than before
Don't know what I'm living for
I am lost in endless crowd
Never seen and never found
Nameless face in joyless place
Just a body taking space
Innocence has taken flight
Along with all I thought was right
I am losing sight of light
Lose myself in endless night
Robbed of comfort, stolen truth
Memory scrambled and confused
Forgotten love from long ago
You'll forget me too, I know
Life is pain and death's...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 00:46am
4th Feb 2025 00:46am
If I'd been there..
I hope you know I’m thinking of you,
while you lie in that cold, fluorescent haze,
counting the cracks in the ceiling,
listening to the hum of a world
that keeps moving without you.
I know how it feels.
I know how the walls whisper
like they want to keep you forever.
I know how the silence
can be louder than the screams
that got you there in the first place.
I’ve been there too.
More times than I care to count.
I know the weight of a locked door,
the way time slows down
until it feels like you’re drowning in days...
while you lie in that cold, fluorescent haze,
counting the cracks in the ceiling,
listening to the hum of a world
that keeps moving without you.
I know how it feels.
I know how the walls whisper
like they want to keep you forever.
I know how the silence
can be louder than the screams
that got you there in the first place.
I’ve been there too.
More times than I care to count.
I know the weight of a locked door,
the way time slows down
until it feels like you’re drowning in days...
#frustration
#loneliness
#regret
#sadness
#shame
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2 Comments
LightningBug
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:19pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:19pm
Gloomy Night
As she wandered alone
Nobody came along
Her heart skittered so high
Eyes worried in the gloom
The only light a lamp
At the end of a road
Someday he will find
The little brown mutt
With sad blue eyed frown
And recall her name
More than his best friend
For now she looks
Lost and lonely
A little thin
Slightly dirty
Can’t find bones
A soft bed
Masters hand
Upon
Her head
Warm.
Nobody came along
Her heart skittered so high
Eyes worried in the gloom
The only light a lamp
At the end of a road
Someday he will find
The little brown mutt
With sad blue eyed frown
And recall her name
More than his best friend
For now she looks
Lost and lonely
A little thin
Slightly dirty
Can’t find bones
A soft bed
Masters hand
Upon
Her head
Warm.
#dogs
#loneliness
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
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3 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 3:02am
2nd Feb 2025 3:02am
journey journal...
these pages mark the passing of my life
the lessons & leanings
what I learn about myself
my sanctuary
where I tattoo all my pain in a flood of ink
in this ever growing volume of me
safe to express
without seeing judgment in...
...or rolling of...
...the witnessing eyes
& I wonder sometimes
what will become of these fragile chapters
my thoughts...my aches...my dreams...
when they're all that's left of me
will they read them & finally comprehend
who I really am
or would it be best...
...to simply...
the lessons & leanings
what I learn about myself
my sanctuary
where I tattoo all my pain in a flood of ink
in this ever growing volume of me
safe to express
without seeing judgment in...
...or rolling of...
...the witnessing eyes
& I wonder sometimes
what will become of these fragile chapters
my thoughts...my aches...my dreams...
when they're all that's left of me
will they read them & finally comprehend
who I really am
or would it be best...
...to simply...
#confessional
#sadness
#WritingPoetry
120 reads
23 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 8:43pm
1st Feb 2025 8:43pm
Too Shut Down To Argue
Although I think for myself and am very intelligent, I'm not the type to argue with people. For me, it's absolutely pointless. Because I know what's likely to happen- I'm going to be treated like my opinion is less than theirs or that I'm too dumb to be having this conversation.
So, I rather not be in the conversation at all. If I'm going to be gaslit or have my opinion distorted, I rather find the truth out on my own. I don't trust others to tell me because people look down upon me, and those kinds of people have biases and motives that are rooted in lies and deception.
...
So, I rather not be in the conversation at all. If I'm going to be gaslit or have my opinion distorted, I rather find the truth out on my own. I don't trust others to tell me because people look down upon me, and those kinds of people have biases and motives that are rooted in lies and deception.
...
#confusion
#fear
#sadness
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 4:03pm
1st Feb 2025 4:03pm
The Divorce
When it happened, I was very angry and I was also stunned.
My wife filed for a divorce just because Donald Trump won.
My wife is smart, sophisticated and she's also very pretty.
But I learned that she's also superficial, shallow and petty.
My mother always told me to appreciate what I've got.
But if you're wondering if I still appreciate my wife, I sure as hell do not.
When she broke my heart, she didn't even feel remorse.
After seventeen years of marriage, she filed for a divorce.
I begged her not to leave but she packed her bags and walked out the...
My wife filed for a divorce just because Donald Trump won.
My wife is smart, sophisticated and she's also very pretty.
But I learned that she's also superficial, shallow and petty.
My mother always told me to appreciate what I've got.
But if you're wondering if I still appreciate my wife, I sure as hell do not.
When she broke my heart, she didn't even feel remorse.
After seventeen years of marriage, she filed for a divorce.
I begged her not to leave but she packed her bags and walked out the...
#breakup
#despair
#marriage #sadness
#marriage #sadness
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tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 8:10pm
29th Jan 2025 8:10pm
Cinnamon
You forgot to call me beautiful, again
It’s a slow burn
But what’s new
So absorbed in her, you forgot to notice me
In the dress I bought for you, again
That should be lying on the floor
Begging for anything, just more
A touch of affection
Not a rise of reduction
Maybe direction
Only destruction
Taking everything from my soul
Give me never enough just to let me be whole
Maybe just enough to stick around
Excuses wilting all the roses
That I found
That lie in the sink and I pick apart
When I...
It’s a slow burn
But what’s new
So absorbed in her, you forgot to notice me
In the dress I bought for you, again
That should be lying on the floor
Begging for anything, just more
A touch of affection
Not a rise of reduction
Maybe direction
Only destruction
Taking everything from my soul
Give me never enough just to let me be whole
Maybe just enough to stick around
Excuses wilting all the roses
That I found
That lie in the sink and I pick apart
When I...
#emotions
#heartbroken
#hurt
#relationships
#sadness
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 5:25am
27th Jan 2025 5:25am
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
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