Showing sad poems for tag "Death"

Angel of Death

Lucille

21 Jun, 2012 06:55 AM
Angel of Death,
Please kill me.
I wish to die,
And become free.

I want it slow,
So I feel the chime.
I want it bloody,
So it stains time.

I want to remember,
This gruesome day,
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Tags: Death, Lost, Sad, Depressed, Regret
Votes: 0
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Rain

Christina

23 Jun, 2012 01:01 AM
Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you,
My pain will stay.
Slit my throat, 
Slice me open,
Leave me here, 
Tear me apart.

Poisonous tears run down my face,
My heart struggles at a steady pace
As I try and stand again;
to find I’m alone in the rain.
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Tags: Pain, Cut, Poissonous, Alone, Heartbreak, Love, Memories, Death
Votes: 1
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Weeping Willow

anna

17 Jun, 2012 09:38 PM
The tears I manage to weep,
Fall from darkened skies,
Filling the heart I keep,
Circle down like flies.

All the sorrow is Grey,
As my blood begins to seep,
Dreaming of yesterday,
Alone while I sleep.

In the rivers wide,
Along the treeline I tread,
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Tags: Weeping Willow, Weeping, Willow, Widow, Black, Love, Heart, Cut, Unhappy, Sad, Depressed, Death, Alone
Votes: 0
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An empty life without you

Steve

02 Jun, 2012 02:29 PM
Autumn’s breeze blows summers leaves through my mind
Alone, I sit on this bench, but recall a time
Before my days were filled with such emptiness
When I thought you would always be mine

My memory wanders back to a time when I was young
So full of passion was my love for you
For a while I knew you desired the same
But you became tired of us and away you did run

It was your wish to walk away and not to say goodbye,
I said I’d never forget you and to this I’ve been true
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Tags: Heartbroken, Loneliness, Sad, Unloved, Death, Sadness
Votes: 4
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The Wait

Ambrosia

15 May, 2012 11:25 PM
In the long twilight between birth and death we stand.
We stand.
Waiting for the things around us to fade and pass away.

We wait.
For what is life without joy,
No happiness or peace?
We stand.
Waiting for an answer, searching for truth.

We wait
The days pass by us like leaves in an autumnal wind.
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Tags: Sad, Lonly, Tears, Wait, Death
Votes: 0
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Silent Screams

DC Martin

11 Mar, 2012 08:29 AM
A sentimental lover, a wisp of days gone by,
But abuse just like no other, 
stars spread about the midnight sky,

She sang a song of sixpence, 
and other heartfelt tunes,
But all that innocence was torn away, 
when he came into that little pink bedroom,

And in that moment silence could be heard above the screams,
And in that silent moment, 
you could hear that baby scream.
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Tags: Rape, Drugs, Death, Girl, Sad, Unloved, Lost
Votes: 4
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Remember

PissedWriter

04 May, 2012 12:12 AM
Remember the sight,
Remember, Remember
Remember the sight when I first saw your face.

Remember the sound,
Remember, Remember
Remember the sound when I when I first heard your voice.

Remember the joy,
Remember, Remember
Remember the joy when you said you’d be mine.
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Tags: Sadness, Letter, Remember, Forget, Love, Greif, Death
Votes: 0
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Hell

Sara Crumbley

08 Apr, 2012 08:51 PM
I'm all alone in a crowded room;
lost, scared, nervous, and dying.
I stand alone in a fast pace world;
Trapped, lonely, desperate, hurt, and broken.

A world full of pain, 
A world that is cold,
And a world of sin.

I can't break free;
I'm in a prison cell,
Locked up for all eternity,
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Tags: Death, Hell, Fear, Alone, Loneliness, Trapped, Abused, Broken, Scared, Waiting, Pain, Lost, Depressed, Sad
Votes: 3
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Never Say Goodbye

sharna

20 Feb, 2012 09:41 AM
Drifting on the edge of Death,
Hearing people sigh.
I can't go with Death
Because I can't say "Goodbye".

Falling deeper into a depression,
All I want to do is cry.
I feel hopeless but I need to stop the fall,
I don't want to say "Goodbye".

My Demons reach out to me,
Feeding on the lie,
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Tags: Goodbye, Death, Depression, Sad, Suicide, Pain
Votes: 5
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THE HAND

Walter William Safar

18 Feb, 2012 07:01 PM
I am standing on a bridge,
like a stone chiseled by the wind.
In this dark time,
there is no one to reach out with his hand,
and the wistful river now calls me down
to where the ghosts of late poets look at me,
as if I was an accursed messenger of their fates.

While the shadows lazily creep along the purple river
like a funeral procession
(and I thought that there would be
no one at my funeral),
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Tags: Death, Darkness, Alone
Votes: 0
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