Poems about Domestic Violence
#DomesticViolence
Poems about domestic violence, poetry about violent or abusive marriages and relationships. Here you'll find poems about abusive relationships written by survivors of domestic violence. Poetry about the physical and mental challenges involved in getting away from a volatile or violent individual. Inspirational poems about the success of courageous individuals who have managed to leave abusive relationships. Also poems about societies view on domestic violence.
She_Cares
Poem Published
1st Dec 2019 5:54am
1st Dec 2019 5:54am
You Will Not Forget Me
slap!!*
(Everyone rushes to stop it)
No.
Stand back. (Hand out to stop them)
... (stares into your eyes not breaking eye contact, teary-eyed)
You feel like no one listens to you.
No one cares what you think.
No one cares what you say.
They try running all over you and your tired of fighting.
Hitting me gives you power.
It obviously gives you happiness.
Then go ahead and beat me till I’m dead, then tell me how happy that made you. How it made things change better.
I...
(Everyone rushes to stop it)
No.
Stand back. (Hand out to stop them)
... (stares into your eyes not breaking eye contact, teary-eyed)
You feel like no one listens to you.
No one cares what you think.
No one cares what you say.
They try running all over you and your tired of fighting.
Hitting me gives you power.
It obviously gives you happiness.
Then go ahead and beat me till I’m dead, then tell me how happy that made you. How it made things change better.
I...
#anger
#abuse
#bullying
#frustration
#DomesticViolence
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BlkLyrycE
Poem Published
19th Nov 2019 7:04pm
19th Nov 2019 7:04pm
Fools Gold
Give me back, I don’t belong to you
My body, mind and my soul has never been up for keeps
These lies that you conjured up in your mind may have showered me with false hopes and dreams
Captivated and intrigued my senses of believing that love is nothing more than a superficial feeling that can be obtained with kisses and touches
Have been proven to not be true
But now that I can feel the confusion circulating within my head…now that I can hear and speak
I am asking for me back
I made myself believe that you were my all
The last of the last the...
My body, mind and my soul has never been up for keeps
These lies that you conjured up in your mind may have showered me with false hopes and dreams
Captivated and intrigued my senses of believing that love is nothing more than a superficial feeling that can be obtained with kisses and touches
Have been proven to not be true
But now that I can feel the confusion circulating within my head…now that I can hear and speak
I am asking for me back
I made myself believe that you were my all
The last of the last the...
#lies
#abuse
#hypocrisy #DomesticViolence
#hypocrisy #DomesticViolence
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insidewantsout
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 9:23pm
13th Nov 2019 9:23pm
Momma’s Voice
Hush your mouth!
Momma is singing,
and I wanna hear
her voice ringing.
Echoing off the tile,
flowing out the crack of the door—
carried on the back of steam,
I’m covered by Momma’s roar.
Hush your mouth!
Momma is praying
and I wanna hear
every word she’s saying.
With my ear pressed against
the crack in this wall,
I can hear my Momma’s
desperate call.
I close my eyes,
and can see it all,
to her knees she’ll
hopelessly fall.
Out she cries
to her God, her...
Momma is singing,
and I wanna hear
her voice ringing.
Echoing off the tile,
flowing out the crack of the door—
carried on the back of steam,
I’m covered by Momma’s roar.
Hush your mouth!
Momma is praying
and I wanna hear
every word she’s saying.
With my ear pressed against
the crack in this wall,
I can hear my Momma’s
desperate call.
I close my eyes,
and can see it all,
to her knees she’ll
hopelessly fall.
Out she cries
to her God, her...
#childhood
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
79 reads
5 Comments
mysteriouslady
Poem Published
7th Nov 2019 2:30am
7th Nov 2019 2:30am
From the Depths of Hell
Wow Its been a while
You're the last person I thought Id see
But then, you never admitted what you are
A punk ass coward scum mother fucker, right?
Maybe my demons will win tonight...
How I loved you, oh my Lord
you tossed it all back at me
Literally and hard too
whats a fool in love to do?
Took some non gut sutures for a while
an I.V. as well that held poison
lots of pain meds, oh the pain
they all warned me you were insane
You have no fucking clue what you've done to me
even the...
You're the last person I thought Id see
But then, you never admitted what you are
A punk ass coward scum mother fucker, right?
Maybe my demons will win tonight...
How I loved you, oh my Lord
you tossed it all back at me
Literally and hard too
whats a fool in love to do?
Took some non gut sutures for a while
an I.V. as well that held poison
lots of pain meds, oh the pain
they all warned me you were insane
You have no fucking clue what you've done to me
even the...
#anger
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD
#DomesticViolence
88 reads
7 Comments
EloraWolvenwrath
Poem Published
7th Nov 2019 00:06am
7th Nov 2019 00:06am
Dark Closet Confessions II
#sadness
#dark
#abuse
#despair
#DomesticViolence
91 reads
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Razzerleaf
Poem Published
29th Oct 2019 11:12pm
29th Oct 2019 11:12pm
Foundation on a bruise
Sunday was silenced
by Saturday night,
a split lip sips coffee
from a worlds greatest mum mug.
Little ones won't get dressed today,
stay wrapped in a blue ray.
They know Disney isn't real,
they know which characters are at play
and all their lines.
A head scarf keeps her mind
from spilling out onto the supermarket,
sunglasses stop the glare.
Her parking lot fists, smash
against the steering wheel,
fingers tremble and clench
the deepening breaths of a private crisis.
The children risk a glance at...
by Saturday night,
a split lip sips coffee
from a worlds greatest mum mug.
Little ones won't get dressed today,
stay wrapped in a blue ray.
They know Disney isn't real,
they know which characters are at play
and all their lines.
A head scarf keeps her mind
from spilling out onto the supermarket,
sunglasses stop the glare.
Her parking lot fists, smash
against the steering wheel,
fingers tremble and clench
the deepening breaths of a private crisis.
The children risk a glance at...
#DomesticViolence
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CArpeNoctem_
Poem Published
19th Oct 2019 1:41pm
19th Oct 2019 1:41pm
Dry deserted place
We promised to go through fire for each other.
Now you stand there telling me the truth,
Shouting, what you really feel for me.
And that's all I didn't expect.
Can't you see the pain?
Why do you allow me to drift off to that deserted dry place?
Where suddenly nothing lives anymore.
Dark .. So dark
Please take my hand .. Save me!
We promised to go through fire for each other.
What happened in those last minutes together?
Now you are standing there,
hard words hit me, time and time again
right...
Now you stand there telling me the truth,
Shouting, what you really feel for me.
And that's all I didn't expect.
Can't you see the pain?
Why do you allow me to drift off to that deserted dry place?
Where suddenly nothing lives anymore.
Dark .. So dark
Please take my hand .. Save me!
We promised to go through fire for each other.
What happened in those last minutes together?
Now you are standing there,
hard words hit me, time and time again
right...
#sadness
#anger
#heartbroken
#separation
#DomesticViolence
84 reads
2 Comments
Jadedembers
Poem Published
16th Oct 2019 6:25am
16th Oct 2019 6:25am
Skeleton of shame
#abuse
#MeToo
#DomesticViolence
90 reads
2 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 9:10pm
13th Oct 2019 9:10pm
Problems and promises
Run
Keep me from your cotton skies,
fill my mouth with autumn,
hide silent in the forest
the twig is about to break
Run
Let the oars float away,
stay still within your seat,
tremble fingers on deep water,
anger writhes beneath our lake.
I'm sorry
Bind my hands too tight,
make my fists unfold.
Foundation on a bruise,
sunglasses for your lies.
I'm so sorry
Paper mache us our masks,
stretched thin on blue balloons,
we'll dress in Sunday best,
and forgive me my abuse.
Help...
Keep me from your cotton skies,
fill my mouth with autumn,
hide silent in the forest
the twig is about to break
Run
Let the oars float away,
stay still within your seat,
tremble fingers on deep water,
anger writhes beneath our lake.
I'm sorry
Bind my hands too tight,
make my fists unfold.
Foundation on a bruise,
sunglasses for your lies.
I'm so sorry
Paper mache us our masks,
stretched thin on blue balloons,
we'll dress in Sunday best,
and forgive me my abuse.
Help...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
74 reads
6 Comments
LJRoundTown
LJ
LJ
Poem Published
20th Sep 2019 8:02pm
20th Sep 2019 8:02pm
Power, Controlled
These hands, weapons
Implications
Needing no explanation
Breathe
Unfurl
Release and walk away
There will be
Most likely
No fight today
Implications
Needing no explanation
Breathe
Unfurl
Release and walk away
There will be
Most likely
No fight today
#anger
#violence
#DomesticViolence
86 reads
5 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
16th Sep 2019 00:05am
16th Sep 2019 00:05am
Too drunk to drown us
Angry as a tasered tiger
setting fires with staggered steps,
the thunder of each stampede
sends the birds out from the trees .
Flames hang like sharp teeth
weals redden in the heat,
belt buckled and melted
we age before his drunken sleep.
At last the sun rises tangerine,
rapids reach the rivers bend.
As light returns across the leaves
we slip like otters into streams.
setting fires with staggered steps,
the thunder of each stampede
sends the birds out from the trees .
Flames hang like sharp teeth
weals redden in the heat,
belt buckled and melted
we age before his drunken sleep.
At last the sun rises tangerine,
rapids reach the rivers bend.
As light returns across the leaves
we slip like otters into streams.
#bullying
#alcohol
#addiction #DomesticViolence
#addiction #DomesticViolence
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3 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 5:40am
13th Sep 2019 5:40am
Haunting Me
Haunting me every night
Afraid to fall asleep because he will be there in my dreams
Attacking my heart strings and stabbing my pride
Agony of sleepless nights show on my face every morning
Aching from the scars that get rided open every night
Haunting me every night
Tossing and turning as I see his horrific grimace once more
Thrashing in the bed as I feel his hands around my throat
Taking my pride and ripping it into pieces
Throwing me against the bed before forcing his way in
Haunting me every night
...
Afraid to fall asleep because he will be there in my dreams
Attacking my heart strings and stabbing my pride
Agony of sleepless nights show on my face every morning
Aching from the scars that get rided open every night
Haunting me every night
Tossing and turning as I see his horrific grimace once more
Thrashing in the bed as I feel his hands around my throat
Taking my pride and ripping it into pieces
Throwing me against the bed before forcing his way in
Haunting me every night
...
#abuse
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
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