Woebegoness poems on Hello Poetry

Hyacinth Jul 2015

Why is it hard to ignore?
Your eyes began to sweat
With the realization of yore-
Felt like an impending death.

Wounded deep within
Marked with scars from the past;
Suffocated by the pain inside
Feeling shattered and broken.

Reminiscing the former times
Just provides hindrance
Mistakes after mistakes
Comprehending thy ignorance.

Adding more woe
To thy anguished life;
Instead of finding a bliss
To solace thy grieving soul.

Found thyself drowning
In the depth of the abyss
Gasping for hope and light
From this wretchedness.

My first ever collab! :D with the ever dearest Blythe!
Dedicated to my one true love (^_-) <3

Hyacinth in default
Blythe in italics

#past #sorrow #collab

JessyWrites May 2015

Who is woe? Woe is me

You deserves a lamp shade not a melting candle for woe is me, that I sojourn in obscure.

You deserves a clean sheet not a grime rag for woe is me, that I no pure.

You deserves a doctor not a band-aid for woe is me, that I no cure.

Woebegoness lingered on my soul so dont be a fool.

Then who is you to tell that thee? Saith the nobleman that captured the heart of me.

Then who is woe? If I can be the lamp shade to light the obscure sojourn of thee.

Then who is woe? If I can be the clean sheet to wipe the impurity of thee?

Then who is woe? If I can be the doctor to cure thee?

Who is woe?

Woe is me if you give up thee.

Hey follow Jessywrites :)

#poem #sad #lonely #woe

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