Self Pity Poems - Poems about Self Pity

Do tell, when seen, the sight of answers The ones that are sought deep within. Away now, dig graves deeper Unearth the bones, the memories of pain therein. Make use of scraps and stains placed in heart The ones they chose not to see. The ones that were once torn pieces apart The ones that were shunned e’er so lightly. Then write...

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There's empty space sometimes Pressing refresh to see if there's a message Looking at the person occupying the same house but a million miles away I'm not sure how I cross the space I try but I feel uninvited I'll consider whether that is just my innate position - feeling uninvited - You know it is. Was. Is still there. 'Maybe I'm not wanted'...

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I’ve dug this hole too deep, Laying here, and all I can do is weep. Soothing sympathy is a rare thing for me As I cry tears of sorrow and empathy....

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we made ourselves lonely on purpose to befriend their egos so they could recuse us from our self built imprisonment just to do it all over again...

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Silence can sometimes say more than words. Like a voice crying out saying "that's for the birds". In one glimpse of haughty reveals action turned verb. Without out even squeeking you unveil; could be worse? Could be lashing and slashing ripped apart with both hands. Leaving bodies like mountains seething piles of flesh. And though...

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In tears that feign to be a slave with deeds That mourn my life and ousts the face of peace These sad bells ring with cries for now I grieve And bow my head because I cannot cease I choose the weight of ton and gloom of ache To lay in watch to mark the clock rush slow The pang of...

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I wanted to write a poem today but the words I couldn’t find. What could I possibly say when to all beauty, I am blind? Maybe if I just went outside and breathed the country air. And from the world, I didn’t hide. I’d have something to share. I wanted to write a poem today even if it was only a little ditty...

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"Dear misery, forget me not The one that disappointment wrought Is really not the one to be The one to claim the victory. I’m sorry for the life I lead I’m sorry more than I can bleed My destiny may yet survive But how it hurts to be alive." Compelling pity suffers more The senseless shame of years before When innocence of sense...

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No Reason ————————- Many reasons For me to not feel okay Many reasons To feel turmoil and disarray Many reasons To feel Sad , lost and lonely Many reasons To feel a nobody Many reasons Not to matter anymore Many reasons To feel alone and forlorn Many reasons...

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Broken dreams, broken life walking the railroad track. No destination. Hold onto what goodness and sanity that was left. Following his infectious smile worn on a veneered face. To set aside the sunshine. Pools of sadness in unwelcome rain invaded his heart's dominion. Headphones bumping the song of his...

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When your fragile mind from your drink deceives You barricade your thoughts with angered sound With tongue of venom, your dulled mind perceives And find harsh words you chose go round and round This silent empty cauldron of desire Satisfies when your glass is filled to brim Finds a thirsty throat to now conspire And turn to stone a lovely Seraphim Who sits...

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Self Pity Little girl in the window why do you cry ? Little girl, you're too young to say you want to die Maybe you should go outside; the flowers are in bloom The world is beautiful, you'd see, if you'd only leave this room Little girl can't you see the word still goes around Not...

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In Self Pity In self pity Trump had himself drowned; Loved hearing approval that loudly did sound, Bringing all the people to their many feet And now they no longer sat in a soft seat While both feet still remained on the ground. It is best when your feet are on the ground while sitting and also standing. Laying down does make it...

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Looking through my tainted window of gloom grey skies, rain falling, feeling sorrow impatiently wanting life to resume, will things change, get better tomorrow, sure that grass was greener the other side, not walking a mile in your well trod shoes now ashamed looking for somewhere to hide didn't realise how easily I would bruise, underestimate this feeling of...

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Why hold dreams that will not come true? Why have eyes of hate, Of envy, and jealousy too? Please, try to abate your hatred for fate. Why want this man's skills or fashion? Don't you have your own special traits, features, and passions? Why pity and moan? Start seeking and roam. Roam to find reason to live life. Light comes after dark. Leave your self made anger...

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