Poems about cried



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№ 1202278

So I hung my head and cried

I didn't even know I had this version of this song, on Spotify.
The best version of My Sunshine.

It unexpectedly started to play,
Just as I began to think of you.

Ya know, I would've kissed you so many more times if I had known that there would be a last.

You and I have become a fairy tale,
A dream,
A parallel universe.
An invisible amount of time.

God, I really did love you.


cried,  head,  hung.

Author: Chameleon
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Date: 31/03/2020


№ 1186491

The girl who cried recovery.

Liar, liar
Say you want to get better
A girl crying health
When really you count your bones
And hang your worth
Upon them

Liar, liar
Call yourself recovering
When you're broken
Walking towards a slow death
And existing as
90% poison

Liar, liar
Swearing blind you'll try
You'll hold on
When you drag that blade
Walk into destruction with
Both eyes open

* © Tara India.


cried,  girl,  recovery.

Author: Tara India
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Date: 16/03/2020

№ 1183222

And the Devil Cried With Me

The world was stunned as the a Dark One fell,
His legacy blooming like a black-petaled rose.
The thorns pierced through the eyes of man,
And the Devil cried with me.

He showed the frozen skin of morals--
With gaping pride and phallic strength--
Adorned and caressed by machinery.
And the Devil cried with me.

There was babies in the barrel,
And an alter upon the horns.
Orgasmic cries far-and-wide.
And the Devil cried with me.

Harmonics perching on twisted limbs,
And darkness bursting from our chests,
Our greatest nightmares echo His sinister sight...
And the Devil cries with us.


cried,  devil.

Author: Nathan Squiers
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Date: 13/03/2020

№ 1182716

The boy who cried wolf

You are addicted to falling, which is to say
You exercise mind over matter, a grand reclamation
Of flesh, is to say
You crave an escape from monochromity,
Into monochromity
Chase honesty into a corner
You howl out Death's name like you mean it.
Is it too late? when your slippers grow cold but
The memory of regret still lingers where it struck you mid-
Air, regret that wins when you lose yourself to
Gravity's palm
So learn to look down-
Learn to let go.
Let ghost


boy,  cried,  wolf.

Author: Kylia
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Date: 13/03/2020


№ 1181308

I Haven't Cried in Years.

Oh, my God,
I think I'm actually going to
Cry.


cried,  haven,  t,  years.

Author: Sky
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Date: 11/03/2020

№ 1181017

I cried tears you will never see.

I wrote poems about you, you fuck.


cried,  tears.

Author: Kristy
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Date: 11/03/2020


№ 1160765

I Cried Because,

A year ago I sat in bed and cried.
I cried because I never fit in.
I cried because school was hard and I didn't understand.
I cried because I loved but was not loved back.
I cried because I fell in with the wrong crowd.
I cried because I was sick of crying.
I cried because at several points...

Death seemed easier.

This year I sat in bed and cried.
I cried because I felt like I fit in.
I cried because I started getting A's.
I cried because I loved and was loved back.
I cried because I'm finally with the right crowd.
I cried because I was happy.
I cried because I finally realized...

People weren't being clicho when they said it gets better because it really does.


cried.

Author: kaitlyn
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Date: 22/02/2020

№ 1158493

I Miss When I Cried

Yeah, I stopped cutting myself,
I stopped burning my skin.
I stopped crying over the small things
And just moved on to something better.
I've been meaning to fill my head with aerosol
For a while now, but I never did.

I've been getting better, climbing the self-esteem ladder,
But that doesn't mean I won't trip and fall.
Not all steps are as secure as the first
And the more I climb, the harder it gets,
But I'm sure you already knew that.

I'm climbing out of a pool of my tears
And into the soft clouds with soft raindrops.
But the sky is always going to be this melancholy
And happiness will always be a plastic fabrication
Way up here where nobody really cares.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I want to jump
Back down into my tears, alone with my fear
And people that cry because they care.

And sometimes I miss my razor.


cried.

Author: Gavin Barnard
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Date: 20/02/2020

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