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I feel like madness is the only thing that raised me How come I feel so sad it amazes me being sad is such a trait of mine translucid thoughts are just apart of my vacant mind I only hold on to passion and sadness I cant begin to think, my mind is confused that my heart could think Holding on hurts more, my hands keeps getting bruised. I leave my hands at rest but they keep getting used I could paint a picture so clearly, but I dont think the piece would get any views Im stuck in my ways I feel like im not enough, my pain hurts so bad that sometimes I dont give a fuck I used to believe in luck Tried so hard to being to trust My stature has given up, I cant hold myself together. Emotions is the only thing I can open up. You can venture inside, but you wont find what I really feel. Passion and pain has collided and thats something that I really feel. All the sadness Is needed. I cant achieve what I want without it. It fuels my life. Helps me feel worse when I dont feel alright. It helps me feel worse then I was, so when I get better, is a lot easier. Because when you come from nothing to something, you have more to gain But my gain is also filled with sadness.
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Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 4:30 AM UTC
I feel like madness is the only thing that raised me
I feel like madness is the only thing that raised me How come I feel so sad it amazes me being sad is such a trait of mine translucid thoughts are just apart of my vacant mind I only hold on to passion and sadness I cant begin to think, my mind is confused that my heart could think Holding on hurts more, my hands keeps getting bruised. I leave my hands at rest but they keep getting used I could paint a picture so clearly, but I dont think the piece would get any views Im stuck in my ways I feel like im not enough, my pain hurts so bad that sometimes I dont give a fuck I used to believe in luck Tried so hard to being to trust My stature has given up, I cant hold myself together. Emotions is the only thing I can open up. You can venture inside, but you wont find what I really feel. Passion and pain has collided and thats something that I really feel. All the sadness Is needed. I cant achieve what I want without it. It fuels my life. Helps me feel worse when I dont feel alright. It helps me feel worse then I was, so when I get better, is a lot easier. Because when you come from nothing to something, you have more to gain But my gain is also filled with sadness.
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Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 4:30 AM UTC
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