Long Poems About Domestic Violence
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Long poems about domestic violence. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Is This Love?
Every drunken night with you was a night I lost a part of myself.
I fell apart piece by piece.
Slowly but surely over the course of a year,
I became the monster you created.
It starts so simply.
You, starting fights for fun.
Me, reacting to your taunts.
This shouldn't turn into a night of violence.
"Not even your family wants you anymore"
Is this what disappointment feels like?
You say I'm crazy.
I tell you you're a piece of shit.
Your fist colliding with my face.
My teeth sinking into your skin.
"You should...
I fell apart piece by piece.
Slowly but surely over the course of a year,
I became the monster you created.
It starts so simply.
You, starting fights for fun.
Me, reacting to your taunts.
This shouldn't turn into a night of violence.
"Not even your family wants you anymore"
Is this what disappointment feels like?
You say I'm crazy.
I tell you you're a piece of shit.
Your fist colliding with my face.
My teeth sinking into your skin.
"You should...
#DomesticViolence
470 reads
Monster
My life I once knew has been torn apart and nothing but pain has consumed my heart. Drug addictions is all you would pursue creating a horrendous monster out of you. This monster has completely taken over you and your no longer the man I once loved and once knew. This monsters has created your immortality completely taking over your personality giving you nothing less than a psychopathic mentality leaving us with such a painful fatality forever living life in unimaginable agony. Everything started changing consequences from your own actions everyone else insanely you'd be blameing. This...
#abuse
#drugs
#addiction
#suffering
#DomesticViolence
856 reads
7 Comments
Psychological Warfare
Lies and secrecy
delusion and fables
Self fabrications to
hide your own shame
Denying your true nature
Twisting words
Spinning stories
Rewriting history
Misrepresentation of information
Bending, distorting truth
Blatant denial of facts
Wily attempts to shift blame
Evading responsibility
Minimization
Magnification
Generalization
Dramatization
Invalidation
Tools of distraction
Ego protection
Maintaining the mask of...
delusion and fables
Self fabrications to
hide your own shame
Denying your true nature
Twisting words
Spinning stories
Rewriting history
Misrepresentation of information
Bending, distorting truth
Blatant denial of facts
Wily attempts to shift blame
Evading responsibility
Minimization
Magnification
Generalization
Dramatization
Invalidation
Tools of distraction
Ego protection
Maintaining the mask of...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
809 reads
Little Bird
I use to have a song in my heart.
It was sweet, light, and playful.
I would fly about, singing my song,
just soft enough for few to hear.
You heard my song and stopped to listen.
I noticed you coming closer, soaking it in, watching with intrigue.
Everyday you would come, lay your worries at my feet, and listen to me sing.
We would laugh and play all day.
Sharing our hopes, fears, and broken pieces of our souls.
The rest of the world would fade away,
while we wept together and dreamed of a future full of...
It was sweet, light, and playful.
I would fly about, singing my song,
just soft enough for few to hear.
You heard my song and stopped to listen.
I noticed you coming closer, soaking it in, watching with intrigue.
Everyday you would come, lay your worries at my feet, and listen to me sing.
We would laugh and play all day.
Sharing our hopes, fears, and broken pieces of our souls.
The rest of the world would fade away,
while we wept together and dreamed of a future full of...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#hurt #DomesticViolence
#hurt #DomesticViolence
976 reads
Polished Shit
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#brother
#sister
#family
#murder
#DomesticViolence
627 reads
6 Comments
Dancing With The Devil (A Short Story)
He was everything I never knew I wanted. He was charming and witty, he made me laugh and smile (and blush) like no other. He was captivating in every way. Fun to be around; daring, and exciting. The attraction was undeniable. The chemistry was explosive. The connection we had was nothing less than magical.
He was everything I knew I shouldn’t want but everything my insecurities longed for. It was like the broken pieces of my soul believed he was the glue that would hold them back together. And there was this familiarity to him, a connection to my past that allowed me to see a...
He was everything I knew I shouldn’t want but everything my insecurities longed for. It was like the broken pieces of my soul believed he was the glue that would hold them back together. And there was this familiarity to him, a connection to my past that allowed me to see a...
#DomesticViolence
536 reads
Jealousy
who is that
on the phone just now,
that your secret date?!,
everything out
of your mouth somehow,
i am able to rate..
you denounce
what i see as a fear,
but you will never
fool me my dear,
my rage is boiling over..
its boiled over to hate,
i’m not sure how much more of this..
of more of this I can’t take,
stop your constant lying ...
on the phone just now,
that your secret date?!,
everything out
of your mouth somehow,
i am able to rate..
you denounce
what i see as a fear,
but you will never
fool me my dear,
my rage is boiling over..
its boiled over to hate,
i’m not sure how much more of this..
of more of this I can’t take,
stop your constant lying ...
#jealousy
#DomesticViolence
682 reads
15 Comments
What would you call it?
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#strength
#abuse
#healing
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
759 reads
Projections
Projections
I am not who you say I am
I am not a game player
Games are for children
And I’m a mature, grown ass woman, with better shit to do with her time.
I am not who you say I am
I am not a ho
Don’t mistake me for the girls you surround yourself with,
I have a level of class and sophistication that even their six inch heels couldn’t elevate them to.
Just remember baby, “you can’t turn a ho into a housewife”
and we both know I’m gonna make a damn good wife.
I am not who you say I...
I am not who you say I am
I am not a game player
Games are for children
And I’m a mature, grown ass woman, with better shit to do with her time.
I am not who you say I am
I am not a ho
Don’t mistake me for the girls you surround yourself with,
I have a level of class and sophistication that even their six inch heels couldn’t elevate them to.
Just remember baby, “you can’t turn a ho into a housewife”
and we both know I’m gonna make a damn good wife.
I am not who you say I...
#anger
#jealousy
#MovingOn
#escape
#DomesticViolence
835 reads
McKenna's Lesson
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#abuse
#ShortStory
#prose #DomesticViolence
#prose #DomesticViolence
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1 Comment
Take me away with you
Her room was so blank
no pictures on walls
Or color at all
Said I want nothing
To forget or remember
if I runaway
I’m not coming back
what happened
To me stays here
Or Color these white walls
darkness will take it back
He creaked open the door
came in with a smile
Looking at him like
kicked it in violently
she’s shaking dead still
Trying to hide tears Back
Descending down her
beautiful smile
In shock eyes bloodshot
looking at me can’t talk
but I know she’s asking ...
no pictures on walls
Or color at all
Said I want nothing
To forget or remember
if I runaway
I’m not coming back
what happened
To me stays here
Or Color these white walls
darkness will take it back
He creaked open the door
came in with a smile
Looking at him like
kicked it in violently
she’s shaking dead still
Trying to hide tears Back
Descending down her
beautiful smile
In shock eyes bloodshot
looking at me can’t talk
but I know she’s asking ...
#forgiveness
#romantic
#TimeHeals
#DomesticViolence
#bittersweet
488 reads
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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
555 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Domestic Violence