"saddness" poems
It's been over forty years,
but I still feel the tears from
thirteen months of combat in
a no - win situation called
Vietnam. The years just keep passing
by, and still many Vietnam
Veterans die, and no one wants
to admit why.
The anger and saddness is
still there and what makes it
worse is a society that acts
as if they care, acting like
they know where we had to go
and what we had to do, and
now they just stare.
Our tears flow for our brothers
whose names are on that Wall,
the ones who answered the call
and gave all.
It is American tradition to honor
War Veterans, but they shut the
door on us and some just can't
forget.
For some better late than never,
but for me it just won't go away.
Now a whole new generation
in a different era thinks a simple
" welcome home " will do. A
generation that is blind to what
went on, and the the injustice
that we were served,
a generation that looks the other
way when the homeless living on
the street try to speak .
A generation that ignores the number of
Vietnam Veterans taking their
own lives every day.
The shock of this is so much,
I just don't know what to say.
Some of us choose to live another
day and this new generation
honoring us needs to know
that we will not just go away and
that they will have to deal with
us someday, giving more than
just a " welcome home" that
comes a little late, and they need
to know why our minds are in such
a f*^k^d up state.
Jon York USMC Vietnam 1969 -70
,
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 11:30 PM UTC
Seeing his body lying before me felt unreal
If I only knew of the pain he would feel
As my shades shades the rays and hides my sobbing gaze
Never would I have thought to see this day
Tears fill my eyes as I hug his mother
He use to be like my blood,my brother
She says "His saddness is at an end."
The pain is indescribable watching them bury your oldest friend.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC
Crazy were my feelings for him.
Crazy, how blind I was to his lies.
Crazy, how stupid I was to believe them.
Crazy, were my efforts to sustain a relationship that I knew wouldn't last.
Crazy, that everything was my fault.
Crazy, how jealous he got.
Crazy, the saddness I felt.
Crazy, were the actions I took to alleviate the pain.
Crazy, how selfish he was with my love.
Crazy, that he finally knew what he had once it was gone.
Crazy, that I care no more.
& the craziest thing? ... How quickly he moved on.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC
the face behind the mask ..
hidden from the futures past
sorrow shown but never seen
a saddness followed from a faked out sheen
the look that never came
a hole so missed and never gained
a smile not real but there
a tear not looked but always near
the face behind the mask
is someone close ..as you pass
remember why their there
to hold your hand a love and care
Feb 25, 2012
Feb 25, 2012 at 1:01 AM UTC
I found you in a place full of strangers
The memories come flooding back
The saddness of missing all the years we have lost
Wanders to find a place in our hearts
In a life full of chaos where innocence is gone
The past immages of you help brings peace to my mind
The words we have spoken, the times we have spent
Reconnecting with each other, brings the innocence back
To me you are more than a memory of the past
You are a place in my heart I will never forget....
Mar 7, 2010
Mar 7, 2010 at 10:45 AM UTC
Sitting here writing some of my most inner thoughts and feelings
with the padlock closeby, I am scrawling in red ink in that I visualize as blood
my inner thoughts and understandings of life
while the clock ticks away the meaningless minutes I have wasted into writing about my days
I have wrote about my happiness and wrote about my saddness
the things that makes me cry and wish I would die
and the motives of why I even stay alive
I told about the day I tried blasting my brains out, but couldn't pull the trigger to try
I've told about the man I murdered
He'd shared with me everything and I couldn't bare him finding out who or what I was
Now his blood screams from the ground, crying out to me
and I take up alcoholism as a job, a worthwhile profession to comfort me
I have told about the pregnant girl on prom night
who was stuck, wasting away wishing she could party that night
who was thinking about self aborting her child, motherhood she dared to fight
until she felt her son kick and she sobbed, tears that she tried to fight
I have told about my first love
my first kiss and how I felt higher and more pure than a dove
i told about my grandmother and how she taught me that "god is love"
switching to blue ink now, because blue is for peace
I signed my name at the bottom of each page
saying that I have become stronger with each turn of the page
I no longer feel that I have to shove the whole canister of anti-depressants down my ribcage
I wrote with red ink scrawled in blood
that was full of agony,anger, and regret
Finished in blue because I found a happy place,peace, and acceptance
I lock the padlock onto it, in order to protect my secrets
and I stop the clock by taking out the batteries to remind me that my life isn't ruled by human time
and I smile as I look into the fireplace, at my book of secrets, finally erased.
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
Dear sister,
I am to blame for the scars littering your wrists,
I am to blame for your sleeve clad arms in the summers heat,
I am to blame for the tears you shed
and the insecurities that torture you day and night,
I am to blame.
Dear friend,
I am to blame for the saddness that constantly follows you,
I am to blame for the days you spend alone,
I am to blame for your scars and burns,
I am to blame for the tears and screams
you choke on until you feel sick,
I am to blame.
I am to blame and I know that,
yet I still push you away and pretend I don't notice the hurt and disappointment in your eyes.
I push you away even though you are the two most important people in my life and the thought of living without you is unbearable.
I push you away even though I love you more than I could ever love myself.
And I dont know why I do this, even though the loneliness I feel without you physical hurts and gets so bad I keel over and want to scream
and fall down
and drink
and smoke
and do anything to stop the hollow feeling that engulfs me.
But I am to blame for my own saddness.
And I am to blame for yours.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
I am a dreamer
my mind is always dreaming
silence please
as the imagry flows over me, an artist at work
a spiritual master
dreams keep me strong
I am strong so long as I'm able to dream
it makes me weak in the heart
keeps me from folding apart
Dreaming is my ave. Maria
she is always with me, in my heart
dreaming is my messiah
dreaming is my salvation
it leads me where to go
helps me to recognize and to know
it is the breeze that brings me upon the desires and wishes of my heart
containign all that I know
a message I like to impart
it preaches on where forth, I should go
Dreaming is the ideal
it is the amniotic fluid
Dreaming alerts me to the presence of the creator
as they are present in myself
dreaming as would a child
helps me hold onto my light
dreaming as would a lover
enderaing and selfless at first sight
dreaming as does a mother
with endless love and all that is good and right
dreaming as would a spiritual leader
with pure divine insight, from which my actions recite
dreaming protects me from worry and woes
but it gives me an empathetic soul
The power of go
dreaming, causes illusion, to stille my saddness
give meaning and worth to the poor
helps my mindful intentions to soar
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:46 AM UTC
So much is lost in the neuron journey-
from mind to mouth
from ears to you
My mouth is the source of great miscommunications
constantly tripping over thoughts
without the intention, or even a glance back,
to retrieve those scattered words
And so my saddness is audible anger
the lump in my throat was only bypassed with shouting
How is anyone understood at all?
standing under the shade of preconceived personalities
We see OUR point
but others' appear so dull
they dont leave a scratch on the surface
of our concrete cognitions
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 12:55 PM UTC
I am the self proclaimed
Lifes court jester
Making people laugh
is what I do best
When I see someone sad
I instantly put on my funny hat
because laughter
is a good medince
even if it only lasts for a few moments
those moments could be life saving
But sometimes
The court jester
isnt always there
Sometimes its just me
Me in all my imperfection
I hide behind the court jester
To cover up my pain
my ******* upness
and my saddness
But Being the jester
Well it helps me
When I know I can make someone smile
even on their worst days on earth
It feels good knowing
I am helping someone
even if for a few presious moments
Maybe I'm not as worthless
as I thought I was
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
beyond the happiness, beyond the saddness
somewhere out there amidst the madness
within the shadows and depths of black
beyond the point of no turning back
where all hope and dreams are lost
into the bitter and lightless frost
feeling nothing & loving no one
finally hitting the very bottom
battered a tattered soul lies
and all alone it slowly dies
innocence wasted away
happiness gone astray...
what have i become?
nothing, just numb.
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 7:10 PM UTC
Saddness ***** my voice out
Guilt steals my air
Tragedy poisens my tears
Because of Crying I no longer care
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
You lied one to many times
Dont you feel the Guilt?
Every lie is like one more cut
Every lie is like one more pound to your shoulders that you cant just shrug off
The trust you once saw has burned
Its now ashes floating in to nothing but darkness.
Dont you see that look
That look in their eyes?
The disappointment
the saddness
the breaking
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 1:57 AM UTC
impartial to war
i try to keep peace
motives still alive
i will survive
enemies don't help
as hard as they try
the sky is dark
clouds heavy tonight
i run like the wind
war close at hand
to escape from the wrath
i need to defend
i fight for the truth
keep safe all in sight
my entorage close
i leap for the fight
spreading so far
we fight in disperse
i'm running in anger
down mountains of bone
blood flowing thick
i hold nothing back
the full blow of fury
headed straight for the top
in mud caked clothes
the blood is stained thick
a sword in my right hand
dagger at left
archers fire in anger
i dodge behind rocks
they hit me in double
i ignore the shock
running now screaming
the serpent sees me
i spring for the ****
blade ready to run through
sword clashes ring
across hills and valleys
we stop in horror
a moment of silence
then blood all about
we challange each other
winner shall live
do as they wish
the looser will die
in bad honor at that
they die cold and still
on flat rocks of stone
clinking at first
we warm up the tension
the swords are flying
death drawing us in
the skill is high
you can't see it all
a blade here now
in one second gone
keep your eyes keen
to see the quick end
shoulder, leg, arm
slices death blowing
still not over
we fight until finaly
i stab the heart
his face melts in death
the fight below
turns into fleeing
we won the war
all tired and steaming
the casualty rate
is high on our side
2000 souls gone
of my 5000 here
the saddness goes on
never to end
home bound we go
leaving all wrath behind
home once at last
good conquered evil
we went for a fight
came back with no evil
May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 4:13 PM UTC
Lonely days are only followed by saddness
Happy days only end in loneliness
Friends make life bareable
But bareable still takes it toll
You can find love birds in the meadow
Hiding from the sun in the trees shadows
The seasons change faster then ever believable
Trees only help in the summer swole
You remember the crisp night air,
The same air that could spark or ensnare
Emotions only run so deep
Thought lasts longer then you think.
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
Lyrics racing through my mind,
the meaning hidden from sight causing me to become blind.
Cinderellas gone I guess it's time she grew,
especially after everything she's been through.
No more ruffled dresses and careless fears,
under her eyes is where the makeup smears.
Time to say goodbye to the Illusions of the king,
time for her to make the saddest song to sing.
Time to move on from 'Prince Charming',
time to let go of her feeling of yearning.
Standing up with her head held high,
she doesnt look back and wonder why.
Now she's moved on to her real prince,
though the saddness built up tastes so quince.
Knowing she'll have time for her heart to mend,
she still knows whats going to impend.
With every single breath she takes,
and every single time she shakes.
For every single time she falls.
She knows he'll be there for her through it all.....
After she sat there and cried,
on the inside she died.
Once white she's now a black Swan,
For now Cinderella's gone.
Looking to her muse her face remains blank,
the man's heart sank.
Her lips parted with a voice so strong,
she said 'Sing me another song, Cinderella's gone and shes not coming back so long.
Let her go back she's gone.
Bring me another day,
then send me on my merry way.
Illusions for the king don't work on me at all'
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 8:55 PM UTC
Laying naked
Just beside, intertwined
Panting, smiling, lieing
another accomplishment of mine
To have it, take it, ruin
Something so precious as a body
Another meat machine with needs
Deseases, urges, weakness
Wanting only the fleshy salts and juices
I ****** you, now you are...
Unless,...
So now if i grab your hair
I, confess these dark lustful urges
Beg, coherse, guilt work
Saddness then there is anger
Hurt, and insecurity
Childish fear is that as is darwin's
To ejaculate, filling the vessel
To do as promised, programmed, built
So that when i am caught,
My life over and the gurney beneath
Shall an invisible piece remain.
But honestly, right now...
I am arroused and you can feel it
Open your mouth, i too gladly taste your fluids
I promise, our secret, just one time...
Penetrated and found it lacking
Spine, self control, or courage not to trade morals
right then, right there
I had you.
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 7:25 AM UTC
Contemplating suicidal thoughts
Making plans
Setting locations
Not caring what happens
Broken
Hurt
Alone
Words that ran through my head
A broken record of past events
Events that killed me inside
Ripped me to shreads
Discarded my carcass
And left me
Remembering last words of those who hate me
Words that haugnt my thoughts
Stalk my actions
Break my soul
People who caused me so much misery
Can rest easy now
Free of a burden
Free of me
A light shines through
My thoughts soften
My actions cease
I hold my head up
My heart pounds
I felt the warmth
I stand strong
Feel my saddness melt
My emotions concentrate on one thing
people who do care
I'm not alone
I never was
I have people who care
When I break
When I cry
When I fall
They soothe me
Pick me up
Make me believe I will be alright
People who love me
Want me here
Need me here
Friends who would miss me
Cry when I left
Die when I was gone
Family who loves me
Cares for me
Won't let me go
I stand
Letting go
Letting go of my enimies
Of their hate
Their problems
I stand
Proud of myself
Alive and well
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
I smell the scent of lavendar,
Where my soul is heard no more.
The hard truth,
Which shall be told no more.
The pain of losing,
And feeling the weak heart crying,
The heart which used to be lively once,
But the memories bounce
Back and forth bringing tears,
The silence that creeps inside day and night with fear.
Saddness fills the air,
The words seems to lose all its meaning,
The life seems meaningless with heart aches lingering.
My body is greiving..
The rain is pouring.
And here I sit on my table,
Trying to collect myself,
Sipping my cup of coffee,
Engulfing the hard truth inside.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
*Sometimes you
Can't let go of
Whats making
You sad, because
it was the only
thing that made
you happy.*
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 6:27 PM UTC
you just write about *** and killing yourself, taking drugs and alcohol
and how hardly you ever went to school, how your soul felt like dying
she fell in love with all the badboys and died having her heart broken
it wasn't easy living for another person, someone who didn't even care
my dreams weren't about you when I was dreaming, I found my peace
she wrote about all the bad things and how she fell in love with you
the way she felt when she first saw you and what sort of music was on
it was the time of old rock songs and soul music from the deep oceans
and maybe I should write more poems about the way I see this girl
how beautiful she is and how much I love her, how much she means..
you were laughing because you loved your life and everyone in it
I was crying because I hated my life and every single human in it
but still you were the one who kept me breathing, wanted to live
she had blue hair like the skies an open mind and hell black converse
she walked the streets like they were hers, she was the queen of dark
even the creatures that were hidden in the forest were afraid of this
the saddness always came in waves not in oceans this was a new thing
and even after a while you say you still love me, you are still in love
after everything I said to you and the tears you have cried, you still
it is hard for me to say I even missed or thought about you, I didn't
love was never easy and you didn't understand the game I was playing
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC
There are nights just like tonight were i can't read, or draw, or sleep, or even breath. I cant do anything and i feel like I'm going to die. I try to do anything to go to sleep but it's no use because i physically cant do it. But then on those nights without fault there well be bright stars, cool air, and this amazing feeling of openness.
Once when i couldn't take that feeling anymore i looked out the window and saw the front yard.; the street lights were reflecting the wet lawn. I walked out and you asked me why, i told you because its beautiful, and you didn't understand so you followed me out and as i layed down in the street you asked me what was so beautiful because again you didn't understand and i told you that it was the dizzy feeling you get when you stare at endlessnes. But you didn't hear me because you were telling me to get to bed. When i got up i saw you looking at the ground while walking back. Kicking a rock.
Maybe in a world with so much saddness it it better not to ask questions,
Maybe it is better not to look up.
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 8:40 PM UTC
I had everything the world can give but not you,
I was lonely in my heart and no idea what to do,
I was a hero and martyr in front of others,
But hidding my saddness and weakness in many colours.
I've could have stand againt an army alone,
But crying in the night when everyone was gone,
I have no fear for anyone in this world,
But I pray the suffering I've had no one would ever unfold.
You filled my heart with that which was missing,
The first time we were kissing,
I've felt how your soul enters in mine,
Now I'm complete, Oh my Love! ; you made me so Divine.
Maybe everything will finish soon,
But meeting you is my greatest fortune,
Even thought everything might break apart,
Know that I'm greatefully eternal to you in my heart!
And if it doesn't , I swear to God,
I will make you a queen and people will scream your name loud,
I will give you everything that this world can have,
Even beyond and even my heart!
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
Agony
My chest feel like it's going to explode
Overwhelmed by pain
Depression
Tracks make way for fresh tears to fall
They always ask
"Why are you sad?"
Can't they tell the difference?
Between tears of saddness
And tears of suffering?
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 7:20 PM UTC