Sadcore – 22nd August 2025

~ shaun tenzenmen

The doomsayers don’t dare deny
The words they doomsaid yesterday
Because doom is in endless supply
There’s always more doom on its way

Every morning, your world collapsing
It’s never been this bad before
Wishing this time faster passing
Anxious to close your eyes once more

For you, are things really that bad?
In comfort you eat, sleep and shit
Wanting sympathy to be sad
But proudly claiming to do your bit

Everyone sees that you ‘really care’
Because we all read your posts
Arms thrown up in fake despair
Your empathy wrapped in boasts

Knowing that it’s all so useless
The doom and gloom grows badder
Making all your efforts fruitless
Your sadcore tomorrow sadder

3 thoughts on “Sadcore – 22nd August 2025”

  1. First off, love the title, I think you accidentally created your own genre of poetry -Sadcore. Just an observation.Lastly, for the first time – hearing your voice reciting such power within your work is remarkably fantastic. You spoke truth.

    Everyone claims they care about the issues happening around, but they are just talk and no show. And post a lot too. Hope I understood your poem here. Kudos to you, my friend. 🙂

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