(45+) Sad Riddle That Gets Everyone

What has a bottom at the top?

What is always in front of you but can't be seen?

I start with 'P' and end with 'E' and have thousands of letters, what am I?

What has a head, a tail, is brown, and has no legs?

What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?

What runs but never walks, murmurs but never talks, has a bed but never sleeps?

I am not alive, but I can grow. I don't have lungs, but I need air. What am I?

Forward I am heavy, but backward I am not. What am I?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?

The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I?

I come in different shades, Yet always make you blue. What am I?

What has keys but can't open locks, yet fills your heart with heavy knocks?

I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I if I leave all involved dismayed?

What is always in front of you but can't be seen, and often makes you feel devoid and keen?

I'm light as a feather, but even the strongest person can't hold me for long. What am I?

What is full of holes but still holds water, and can cause your mind to falter?

If you drop me, I'm sure to crack, but give me a smile and I'll always smile back. What am I?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with tears. What am I?

I'm not alive, but I can die if handled improperly. What am I?

I have keys but open no locks. I'm sought by many, but found by few. What am I?

What has keys but can't open locks, yet lets out the deepest sorrow?

The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I for your sorrows?

I am full of holes, but I can still hold water. What am I for your tears?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I carry sorrow, but feel no fears. What am I?

I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I touch will soon turn red. What am I in the context of sadness?

I have a head, a tail, but no body. I can cry, but I have no eyes. What am I in your sadness?

I come in the middle of winter and can cause you to shiver. What am I with sadness inside?

I am taken from a mine and shut up in a wooden case, from which I am never released, and yet I am used by many. What am I for your sadness?

The more you take, the more you leave behind. What are you holding that's filled with sadness?

I turn polar bears white and I will make you cry. I make oceans and rivers in the sky. What am I for your sorrow?

I am heavy upon your chest, yet invisible to the eye. What am I?

I fall without ever touching the ground. What am I?

I have no wings, yet I fly. I can cry but remain dry. What am I?

The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I?

I can be broken without being touched. What am I?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I can make you smile or bring you to tears. What am I?

I am full of holes, but I can still hold water. What am I?

I have keys but open no locks. I have space but no room. What am I?

I have cities, but no houses. I have mountains, but no trees. I have water, but no fish. What am I?

I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?

I can be broken without being touched. What am I?

I make you wet, but not with water. What am I?

I'm light as a feather, but you can't hold me for long. What am I?

I am invisible, but you feel me with your heart. What am I?

I am a mask you wear on the inside. What am I?