Sympathy Quotes

She shimmers upon the dark moonshine
In shades of black that softly glisten
As swans and lilies gather around
The night spirt as she cries
Her substance fades
Her soul is dying

Captured and bound in this malevolent moment
Relinquishing her being from the icy mists
She descends not with tranquil serenity
But fights and cries amidst the waters
Her screams unheard
In the twilight sent

Fireflies flicker among the dark cattails
As the cold waters cease to calm
The pixies turn to quietly weep
And stars fade as they mourn
She quickly withers
As sun sets sail
(Poem by Meregoddess)

Don’t think of me as gone away
and don’t think of me as dead

I’m in a place, not far away
where I can rest my head

Surrounded by ones I love
and ones that all love me

I’m doing better than I was before
I’m happy and I’m free

Free from all the pain and grief
free from all the hate

There is no sorrow, there is no death
life up here is great

So when you lay down tonight
don’t cry yourself to sleep

I’m in a place, not far away
I’m in a place called heaven.
(Poem by DemonFire)

On February 11, we were blessed with a special boy,
From then to this day he has filled our hearts with joy.
He was loving, caring, gentle, and sweet,
He made our world complete.
Now that he is gone, we will hold him dear,
and we thank that we know he is always near.
We love him, and will keep him close to our hearts,
just as we have from the very start.
(Poem by tayl0r153)

I’m in pain, can’t you see,
The physical hurt, all over me?
My insides are in a twist,
Cold hands clenched as fists.
My head is pounding,
Feels like I’m drowning.

What is wrong, we don’t know.
Better find out, before I go,
Hard and fast, on the ground,
Withering body, to never be found.
This hurt, I did not create,
This hurt, is a dizzying fate.

This isn’t my brain,
It’s physical pain.
But I can no longer take it,
Turning my life to shit.
I got to get out,
Out of my own damn body.
(Poem by K Marie)

Pale and tragic,
Horrible past,
Rain falling down on me,
As I dance away the pain.

Burning love for my mother,
Hating pain for my father,
Fighting to the end,
Not knowing what else to do.

Yelling and screaming,
For no fucking reason,
I don’t care.

Temper rising so easily,
But caring when I need to be,
Mother leaving,
Father beating.

This is me,
If you don’t like it,
Then tough shit.
(Poem by Matt Stone)

My Love,
Here I lay Saturday morning 3 AM
A tube of life extending from my arm
I have no memory of the crash
But it had to be terrible to put me on life support
It seems eons have passed since my last dawn
Today I walk in beautiful gardens again
Today I receive my pardon from this prison called time
You have sacrificed and spent every evening after working sitting in that chair beside me.
Finally you have taken a nap
So softly I will leave you now
You find my last thoughts in this note and they were of you.
I see our one true love motioning me home,
I feel the absence of pain
I remember now that life and death are merely brother and sister.
(Poem by Mywiseblueeyes)