Pain Poems

I Have Much Less To Be Thankful For

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This Thanksgiving I have much less to be thankful for.
Much less than I did just one year before.
When I lost Mom, I lost my mother and my best friend.
I had no idea how sick she was or that her life would end.
Four months later I lost my dad as well.
This Thanksgiving I’m living in Hell.
But I am thankful to still have my brother.
We have no parents, we only have each other.
Since March the 6th, I’ve had very little happiness.
Last year I had much to be thankful for but now I have much less.

Written/Submitted by Randy Johnson.

Welcome To My World

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Welcome To My World

Have you ever tried to cry
But there’s no tears left to shed
Have you ever seen the face of misery
Or looked into the eyes of dread
Have you ever gripped the pain
Cause it’s all that’s left to hold
Have you ever tried so hard to love
But found, your heart was just too cold
Have you ever just had to accept,
Your agony has no end
Have you ever been so desperate,
You’ve claimed the sorrow your best friend
Have you ever held hands with depression
Wept on the shoulder of fear
Have you ever reached out to emptiness
But there’s nothing to pull near.
Have you sobbed yourself to sleep
Anguish at the foot of your bed
Have you ever been shaken from your dream
To be thrown in a nightmare instead
Have you felt the cringe inside
Embraced by betrayal and hate
Have you ever then just had to dwell
In a world that terror creates
Have you ever been left empty
No Courage to unfold
If you’ve ever known the hurt
Then welcome to my world

Written/Submitted by Shannen Wrass.

Pain Became My Friend Today ©

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Pain Became My Friend Today ©

Pain became my friend today
She showed me how to hide
She’d been watching from a distance
Every tear I cried
Pain became my friend today
Reached out her hand to me
Then pulled me into darkness
Introducing misery
Pain became my friend today
She’s emptying my heart,
She’s now my constant companion
Tearing me apart
Pain became my friend today
She isolates my soul
Now without her I am nothing
In her I’m consoled
Pain became my friend today
Saw me kneel down and cry
Then she lay down right next to me
Kissed my joy good-bye
Pain became my friend today
Acquainted me with sorrow
Who showed me how to dwell in agony
And fear the break of tomorrow
Pain became my friend today
She’s making my heart cold
Pain became my friend today
The only hand I hold

Written/Submitted by Shannen Wrass.

How do you spell beautiful woman?

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How do you spell beautiful woman, it’s spelled A-G-N-E-S.
Everybody who was a part of Mom’s life was truly blessed.
Mom was blessed with both outer and inner beauty.
She would’ve still been beautiful even if she had been ugly.
She was the kindest woman that I’ve ever known.
But she’s dead and I feel hollow because I’m alone.
She would’ve helped anybody who was in need.
My mom was a wonderful person indeed.
I wanted her to survive and I was devastated when her doctor said that she was a goner.
Just knowing this fantastic lady was both a privilege and an honor.

Written/Submitted by Randy Johnson.

Categorized Him

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I saw him in a dream–
sleeping on an open piece of land.
cold winter breeze hit his body hard,
he caughed and caughed,
no man could hear him does,
He finally gave his last breath up–
To angels of God to take care of.
The police came a day later,
Categorized him as;
to have died of natural causes.

Written/Submitted by daniel bogogolela.

Disappear

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Sometimes I feel I want to disappear.
This is how I know the demons are here.
They want me to fade, to cut and to starve.
So, on my bony wrists, I carve and i carve.
I can feel them
Around me
24/7.
They make me think life would be better in heaven.
Sleeping all day and sobbing all night,
The demons in my head make me feel I’m always right.
The cutting the starving the crying and drinking,
Sometimes I wish I could just stop thinking.
Stop feeling, stop wanting, to be more like you.
More like anyone, but not me,
If only you knew.
But you don’t,
No one does.
Because how could they see?
This smile I’m faking is too deep in glee.
Too happy, too bright, too completely unbroken.
But the sad sad truth which no one has spoken:
We’re all a little crazy,
We’re all a little sad.
But the voice in my head tells me I’m very bad.
And I know this is true,
Maybe it’s not the voice,
To want to stop breathing,
To think that’s a choice?
I’m broken,
I’m plastered,
I’m beaten,
I’m numb.
Maybe, I hope,
someday this will come.
What will it feel like?
To disappear?
Maybe after I do,
My conscience will be clear.

Written/Submitted by Destiny dunn.

I Lost You

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I increased my pain when I lost you,
I increased my cries when I lost you,
I increased my tear when I lost you,

I increased drinking wine when I lost you,
I increased my stab when I lost you,
My life became tough when I lost you,

My dream became end when I lost you,
My praying became more when I lost you,
My heart became pieces when I lost you,

I became deaf when I lost you,
I became dumb when I lost you,
I became blind when I lost you,

Written/Submitted by Hilal Bezanjo from Balochistan in Pakistan.

Good Riddance, 2013

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Good riddance 2013, you’ve been a really bad year.
You’ve brought me nothing but pain, misery and tears.
Because of you, my life has been destroyed.
You would’ve been a great year to avoid.
Mom died in March and Dad died in July.
You’ve been the worst year of my life, that’s something I won’t deny.
I have something to say that is certainly true.
2014 will surely be a better year than you.
I’m glad that you’re about to become a thing of the past.
Goodbye and good riddance 2013, you can kiss my ass.

Written/Submitted by Randy Johnson.

Merry Christmas, Mom

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Last Christmas was great because I was able to spend it with you.
But I’ll be spending this Christmas alone and it makes me feel so blue.
We each thought the world of one another.
I’m very proud that you were my mother.

You were sweet, smart and so very wise.
I’ve been devastated because of your demise.
You always said that you loved me and was proud of me but nobody tells me that anymore.
I didn’t know just how great you were until I lost you and it makes me feel so sad and poor.

It brought me joy when I called you each day.
But sadly, that pleasure has been taken away.
While you were on Earth,I was so blessed.
Merry Christmas Mom, you were truly the best.

[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away March 6, 2013.]

Written/Submitted by Randy Johnson.

Tragic

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I like to write tragedy poems and song lyrics but I’ve never experienced anything tragic until this year.
I lost Mom in March, Dad in July and I’m thankful that the end of 2013 is near.
Mom was one of the greatest women who ever lived.
When I did her wrong, she was always fast to forgive.

I remember what my dad did for my brother many years ago when he was alive.
Dad traded his truck so that Rick could have a car to drive.
It’s sad and tragic because my parents are no longer living.
If you still have your parents, give thanks for them this Thanksgiving.

Written/Submitted by Randy Johnson.

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