#sadnesss - Hello Poetry

What the actual **** is wrong with some men? If a man relentlessly pursues you for a relationship for 6–7 months, promising material things, love, romance, dates, etc., spoiler alert: if he acquires your love, the man won't live up to the standards he set for himself. But he promises them regardless in hopes of garnering your affections, but in reality, the driving passion for you to accept his persuasions of unprompted objectifications was solely based on his desire to be able to claim and have access to a woman. What would you do? If placed in this situation at 19 years old with a sprinkle of abandonment issues and an absent father lets say you give in and give this man a chance in a moment of weakness and in the first week of him supposedly courting you he basically forced himself on you or rather coerced you (dubious consent) into having *********** with him, and from then on your relationship with this man begins, you were reluctant but not completely withdrawn from the prospect of him...… in reality you were just lonely and wanted companionship you wanted to prove that someone could love you, and you could love them back. And so the Questionable way in which this relationship came to fruition was meekly swept under the rug but not entirely because the reality of it gnawed away at your psyche constantly, in your moment's of clarity when your eyes were sober to reality and not the prospect of some great love that was built on grounds for persecution and blank stares from your family..... what would you do.... what would you say....how would you react.... Because it was me, and I'm curious to see if anyone else is as stupid as me, of course, this is only the beginning of this story, he rapes you surely..... I mean me, I'm sorry. I was violated again and stayed and never brought it up to him in any way. Your hatred festered and grew, and yet still you said nothing. I mean, I said nothing, but you get where I'm going with this, don't you... DON'T YOU... DON'T YOU. DON'T YOU.... what would YOU DO?

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Mar 1

Mar 1, 2026 at 7:23 AM UTC

AMELIA

What would you do

What the actual **** is wrong with some men? If a man relentlessly pursues you for a relationship for 6–7 months, promising material things, love, romance, dates, etc., spoiler alert: if he acquires your love, the man won't live up to the standards he set for himself. But he promises them regardless in hopes of garnering your affections, but in reality, the driving passion for you to accept his persuasions of unprompted objectifications was solely based on his desire to be able to claim and have access to a woman. What would you do? If placed in this situation at 19 years old with a sprinkle of abandonment issues and an absent father lets say you give in and give this man a chance in a moment of weakness and in the first week of him supposedly courting you he basically forced himself on you or rather coerced you (dubious consent) into having *********** with him, and from then on your relationship with this man begins, you were reluctant but not completely withdrawn from the prospect of him...… in reality you were just lonely and wanted companionship you wanted to prove that someone could love you, and you could love them back. And so the Questionable way in which this relationship came to fruition was meekly swept under the rug but not entirely because the reality of it gnawed away at your psyche constantly, in your moment's of clarity when your eyes were sober to reality and not the prospect of some great love that was built on grounds for persecution and blank stares from your family..... what would you do.... what would you say....how would you react.... Because it was me, and I'm curious to see if anyone else is as stupid as me, of course, this is only the beginning of this story, he rapes you surely..... I mean me, I'm sorry. I was violated again and stayed and never brought it up to him in any way. Your hatred festered and grew, and yet still you said nothing. I mean, I said nothing, but you get where I'm going with this, don't you... DON'T YOU... DON'T YOU. DON'T YOU.... what would YOU DO?

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Tic, tic, tic BOOM. Ticking. I am a ticking time bomb and I’ve been doused in gasoline. I feel like I’ve been snagged on a fishing line and I’m being reeled in. A fish hook in my heart? My heart is liable to drain. Fully. Have you seen a drained heart? Empty. It looks empty about as empty as I feel. This is all over the place. I guess it is true what they say, you lose your mind before you lose your life.. which would mean Death should be honored. I am close to Death and Death is close to me.

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Dec 6, 2019

Dec 6, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC

mD

Untitled (for now)

Tic, tic, tic BOOM. Ticking. I am a ticking time bomb and I’ve been doused in gasoline. I feel like I’ve been snagged on a fishing line and I’m being reeled in. A fish hook in my heart? My heart is liable to drain. Fully. Have you seen a drained heart? Empty. It looks empty about as empty as I feel. This is all over the place. I guess it is true what they say, you lose your mind before you lose your life.. which would mean Death should be honored. I am close to Death and Death is close to me.

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i can still taste the cherry cola on your lips as we shared our final moment staring at the moon waiting for the angels to descend and take you away.

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May 22, 2019

May 22, 2019 at 10:30 PM UTC

EmotionallyDamagedGirl

the moon and her angels

i can still taste the cherry cola on your lips as we shared our final moment staring at the moon waiting for the angels to descend and take you away.

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I glimp fragments of you while you sleep This sad heart it does weep Perfect love now in the past A beautiful union never meant to last Eyes look at me with an intensity of things that use to be Makes my heart yern for the melodies your fingers once played upon my skin Precious tender melodies drawn from deep within I see you hiding just beyond my reach Behind Sad Confused eyes Your beautiful mouth Know with out speech So sad my aching heart every day we're togeather Closer comes the day when we shall part Soulmate, Lover, Confidant, Friend By your side I shall be till the very end

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Mar 20, 2019

Mar 20, 2019 at 11:03 AM UTC

debbie-brindley

Aching Heart

I glimp fragments of you while you sleep This sad heart it does weep Perfect love now in the past A beautiful union never meant to last Eyes look at me with an intensity of things that use to be Makes my heart yern for the melodies your fingers once played upon my skin Precious tender melodies drawn from deep within I see you hiding just beyond my reach Behind Sad Confused eyes Your beautiful mouth Know with out speech So sad my aching heart every day we're togeather Closer comes the day when we shall part Soulmate, Lover, Confidant, Friend By your side I shall be till the very end

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I’m tired of living here Trapped in constant sorrow Who cares if there is a tomorrow! All this anger in my head Always laying in my bed I never leave I’m trapped at home I’m tried of this feeling The paint on my wall is peeling I see the same four walls The same old tattered blinds on my window They shut away all the light of the day So I sit at home and decay In this room... I say “hey mom I’m tired of being here” alone trapped at home You’re always gone mom And....... I’m starting to think you’d be better off if I was too....

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Feb 13, 2019

Feb 13, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC

Sadboihourz

I’m not okay mom

I’m tired of living here Trapped in constant sorrow Who cares if there is a tomorrow! All this anger in my head Always laying in my bed I never leave I’m trapped at home I’m tried of this feeling The paint on my wall is peeling I see the same four walls The same old tattered blinds on my window They shut away all the light of the day So I sit at home and decay In this room... I say “hey mom I’m tired of being here” alone trapped at home You’re always gone mom And....... I’m starting to think you’d be better off if I was too....

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She wanted to climb inside her ribcage Make a home in these bones For these for walls rattled so violently In a way that never felt Like home. He wanted to be swaddled in love Because she didn’t love him enough And maybe if the blankets weren’t so tight He could be freed, finally, a dove But he was always too scared To take flight.

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Nov 27, 2018

Nov 27, 2018 at 3:10 PM UTC

susannawrites

to be safe

She wanted to climb inside her ribcage Make a home in these bones For these for walls rattled so violently In a way that never felt Like home. He wanted to be swaddled in love Because she didn’t love him enough And maybe if the blankets weren’t so tight He could be freed, finally, a dove But he was always too scared To take flight.

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“Oh” Two letters. One syllable. Packing more punch than an insect striking a windshield. At least in that scenario, the pain is momentary, release is instant. But you. You said that simple word and the emptiness in the silence that followed was anything but. Because what it truly meant was disappointment. Confusion. Regret. “I wish I would have known” That’s why I was telling you now. Shouldn’t that have accounted for something? Shouldn’t you have seen it was hard for me to tell you that. Falling asleep. I wanted to cry. I wanted to know what was going on inside of your head because **** me, I liked you now and then that happened and now I felt uneasy of myself. Of my worth. All of it through the lens of you. I feel like something is wrong but I don’t know what. Did I do something, or is it because of what I didn’t do? Just speak your truth to me. “Sleep well” With an emoji. Does that equate emotion? Or is it a filler for words you don’t know how to say, feelings you can’t convey, the way you’ll break my heart eventually but for now I should ‘sleep well’, sleep well. Well it’s hard to sleep when the person you care about is the one keeping you awake at night. Do you even still care. “Sweet dreams” I say. But what I really mean is I miss you. Do you miss me? I miss your touch, your laugh, the way you slightly smile when you pull back from kissing me, the way you looked at me as you hovered above: that look of genuine desire. Was it all just physical? Only time will tell. But in the meantime I hate the social constructs that tell me to play this game, to wait it out? To not look clingy? To not want someone. I hate it. But that’s the rules of the game. So. Your move.

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Oct 22, 2018

Oct 22, 2018 at 3:01 AM UTC

sweetserendipity

Love and Chess

“Oh” Two letters. One syllable. Packing more punch than an insect striking a windshield. At least in that scenario, the pain is momentary, release is instant. But you. You said that simple word and the emptiness in the silence that followed was anything but. Because what it truly meant was disappointment. Confusion. Regret. “I wish I would have known” That’s why I was telling you now. Shouldn’t that have accounted for something? Shouldn’t you have seen it was hard for me to tell you that. Falling asleep. I wanted to cry. I wanted to know what was going on inside of your head because **** me, I liked you now and then that happened and now I felt uneasy of myself. Of my worth. All of it through the lens of you. I feel like something is wrong but I don’t know what. Did I do something, or is it because of what I didn’t do? Just speak your truth to me. “Sleep well” With an emoji. Does that equate emotion? Or is it a filler for words you don’t know how to say, feelings you can’t convey, the way you’ll break my heart eventually but for now I should ‘sleep well’, sleep well. Well it’s hard to sleep when the person you care about is the one keeping you awake at night. Do you even still care. “Sweet dreams” I say. But what I really mean is I miss you. Do you miss me? I miss your touch, your laugh, the way you slightly smile when you pull back from kissing me, the way you looked at me as you hovered above: that look of genuine desire. Was it all just physical? Only time will tell. But in the meantime I hate the social constructs that tell me to play this game, to wait it out? To not look clingy? To not want someone. I hate it. But that’s the rules of the game. So. Your move.

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my dreams are only you i wake with an ache and a pain in my chest with your name your smile on my eyes your laugh echoes in my chest then i see you..with her somehow i'm never out of tears never ending and lustful i'm stuck on you when i'm finally alone, all i can do is weep weep for an opportunity missed weep for a soul lost weep until i'm asleep and you fill my dreams again

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Sep 26, 2017

Sep 26, 2017 at 12:48 PM UTC

pxxhxxpxx

Ache

my dreams are only you i wake with an ache and a pain in my chest with your name your smile on my eyes your laugh echoes in my chest then i see you..with her somehow i'm never out of tears never ending and lustful i'm stuck on you when i'm finally alone, all i can do is weep weep for an opportunity missed weep for a soul lost weep until i'm asleep and you fill my dreams again

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There has always been you There has always been me There has always been us Every smile is Every tear is hidden behind a Band-Aid heart

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Sep 30, 2016

Sep 30, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC

darrel-weeks

Band-Aid Heart

There has always been you There has always been me There has always been us Every smile is Every tear is hidden behind a Band-Aid heart

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The blackbird’s footprints seemed to trace A footpath to the resting place; Through the bright new layer of snow They led the way, showed where to go. They laid your baby in the ground A tiny heart that made no sound; I scattered earth and shed a tear Scared and lonely, wracked with fear. For two weeks before we’d tied your hair With a band from mine as you lay aware; Things would never be the same A tiny being would have no name. I never saw you cry that day So I hid my sadness as I walked away; I saw the blackbird that day too Wise eyes watching, I think he knew. The year is new, joy may it bring As Winter changes into Spring; And when dragonflies dart in the sun I’ll think about your little one.

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Sep 26, 2015

Sep 26, 2015 at 3:23 AM UTC

tricia-lucas-clarke

The Blackbird

The blackbird’s footprints seemed to trace A footpath to the resting place; Through the bright new layer of snow They led the way, showed where to go. They laid your baby in the ground A tiny heart that made no sound; I scattered earth and shed a tear Scared and lonely, wracked with fear. For two weeks before we’d tied your hair With a band from mine as you lay aware; Things would never be the same A tiny being would have no name. I never saw you cry that day So I hid my sadness as I walked away; I saw the blackbird that day too Wise eyes watching, I think he knew. The year is new, joy may it bring As Winter changes into Spring; And when dragonflies dart in the sun I’ll think about your little one.

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