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A Love

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , on October 26, 2013 by Myra's Circle

Searching for beginnings,
But finding only endings,
Thinking in the dark of night,
No time to sit here mending.

My heart is stitched together,
After my memories broke,
It bled it out, the pain and tears,
In blood my hands are soaked.

I smile a simple smile,
Sad, to say the least,
I try to recall a memory,
A love that never ceased.

A love, such a shame,
What a try awful thing,
For it makes you yearn and long for more,
But breaks before you sing.

I don’t Want to Go Back

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , on October 6, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I can feel it

In my bones

And I know in my heart

That the dreaded moment is coming

and soon

I’ll have to

Go back there again

And I really

Don’t

Want

To.

The Skies’ Tears

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 15, 2013 by Myra's Circle

There are fears in me,
I cannot see,
I feel them though,
Heavier than a blow.

They come at night,
And blind my sight,
They take my feelings,
In a cruel dealing.

It captures my heart,
I can’t tear, nor part,
From this most awful spell,
On which I must dwell.

Forgive me my sorrows,
The sins of tomorrow,
I start again in pain,
Awaiting the cold of rain.

The skies pour down,
I am hell bound,
I try to scream,
But no one hears me.

And as I die,
In tears of sky,
I no longer care,
Just wish I weren’t there.

End this suffering

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , on June 15, 2013 by Myra's Circle

Tear it apart,
My heart,
So I cannot feel.

This sadness inside,
I cannot hide,
For much longer,
At all.

Kill this side of me,
Just do it, please,
Leave nothing left but,
Empty.

I’m begging you,
End this,
This mindless suffering,
I don’t want to feel anymore.

Confused

Posted in Happy Poems, Hopeful Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , on May 30, 2013 by Myra's Circle

┬áStorm clouds, battle, that’s all I see,
In the fog of my mind that’s all it can be,
It’s hard to make out the different thoughts,
It’s hard to see what each one’s brought.

I’m lost in the sanctity of my own head,
I’m lost, and if I think about it, I could be dead,
Inside of me where nothing is right,
I do not even glimpse much light.

It’s blotted out by the darkness, I think,
I can’t see it, not even when I blink,
It’s hard to focus when it’s all bleary,
All this darkness makes me weary.

I just want to go to sleep,
And in that sleep my heart will keep,
Hopefully I will be fine,
Hopefully I won’t be blind.

So as I lay down to rest,
And hope that my sleep has been blessed,
I think of all the precious things,
And the hope that each thing brings.

All alone

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , on May 1, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I’m lost in a world of darkness,
And can’t find my way out,
And I know that if I try to talk,
The words will never come out.

I’m having a hard time believing,
That I’m even worth it at all,
My feelings just don’t matter,
But in truth they scare me the most.

I need help, I need you to save me,
But you will never know,
How I suffer all alone,
If only you could tell.

I wish I didn’t feel this way,
Like the world is sitting on my chest,
Like all this pain is setting in,
And burning down my heart.

I don’t know why I feel so awful,
Or why my tears refuse to come,
All I know is that for sure,
I am all alone in this dark world.

Mashed Up Feelings

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 22, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I know that one day,
Some day,
You will destroy me,
You will rip out my heart,
And shatter it with your pitiless soul,
And leave me broken,

As I once was.
Though I know this,
I cannot help but feel,
So happy, inside,
But part of me,
Oh, that awful part of me,
Cries out in endless pain.

Perhaps it is because I am scared,
Of the pain I may feel,
When I’m close to the end,
And you destroy me completely.

You will tear apart my soul,
Leave it in tatters,
And brutally murder me,
But I do not care.

Is it fear, or perhaps something else?
Something much worse,
Much, much more deadly,
Then a terror worse than death,
Much more than loneliness,
Just like regret.

Regret is the voice that sings louder than most,
I know this, though I haven’t known,
What it feels like,
To regret to live.

I am only a child,
Not worth much now,
I don’t know anything,
About myself,
Or about anything, really.