Sympathy Quotes

When I pass…
I’ll be young and looking my best.
Wrap me in silk shrouds
And place shiny pearls
On my chest.
Sent me above to the clouds
Into the alluring after world.
Everyone will remember me,
That’s immortality.
Everyone will love me when I’m gone.
They will say I was wise, skilled and strong-willed
When the truth is I was a clueless coward all along.
(Poem by Just-Jess)

Some people say it’s selfish.
Some say it’s stupid.

Everyone says its a permanent solution,
to a temporary problem.

I’ve heard all the reasons,
I’ve heard all the pleads.

But tonight is the night
Suicide shall end my life.
(Poem by Sammi Haley)

I came to visit, did you see?
I left a note for you, did you see?

I miss you, I miss you,
Three words that matter so little.
Sometimes, I need you now.

I polished it, again and again,
Until the marble glowed.

For the briefest second,
I could’ve sworn I felt you presence.

“I left a dozen roses by your grave today”,
I dropped a few teardrops upon the roses,
As if to give them life.

I miss you, I miss you.
Come back to me, please.
I breaking at the very seams,
And I need you to patch me back up.

But the one thing I must know,
The one thing that matters the most,
Are you happy?
(Poem by Yuuki Kishi)

Groody blew spices,
it sounded like jazz in the south
but that was a long time ago.

When he kicked the bucket
all the neighborhood kids hushed outside,
thinking he would come back and play
if they were quiet.

The folks who danced to his sound,
when he played in town
never went back there again.
It all just felt too empty without the music.

Groody had brittle hands
and lips that told stories in melodies.
Groody was a musician.
(Poem by FecalTongue)

He choked me
with vines of dangerous love
forever denting my soul
with painful dedication
impossible to let go
holding on with bruised fingertips
(Poem by ScriptedEscape)

Old Friends, all passion spent
I wonder where it all went

You thought no-one would see
You thought no one would hear
But you never thought of me
so you never did feel fear

The sound of my voice
the glint in your eyes
I think of you
and I could cry

No matter how I feel down
the deep and dark abyss
With a rose for her, in your clenched fist

But you never seemed to make up your mind
always seemed to be flying blind
while you who went lower than low
looked into the sky and saw me
You walk home with her on cold hard streets
The sidewalk cries beneath your feet
and I cant go on without you

She closes the door, and you think of me
Hardly being faithful
(Poem by RachelLeAnne20)