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.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Apr 2025 10:18pm
24th Apr 2025 10:18pm
we loop again
My armour is useless
In this place I have
no defenses
Everything I do
is open for sharp words
Everything you do
looks like reruns
of my childhood
I try and make myself small
but you always find me
I shapeshift
become a giant
but you can't tolerate me large
On the shifting scale of rightness
I am always wrong
And now
even in sleep
I can't escape
I dream of pursuit
I dream of being trapped in a loop
I feel every hard word
my...
In this place I have
no defenses
Everything I do
is open for sharp words
Everything you do
looks like reruns
of my childhood
I try and make myself small
but you always find me
I shapeshift
become a giant
but you can't tolerate me large
On the shifting scale of rightness
I am always wrong
And now
even in sleep
I can't escape
I dream of pursuit
I dream of being trapped in a loop
I feel every hard word
my...
#DomesticViolence
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4 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Bumped 8th Apr 2025 1:23am
4th May 2024 4:07am
4th May 2024 4:07am
Tall Grass
In the tall grass
above the creek line
i pop a zoloft
for some calm
walk down to the bank
put my toes in the water
wait for relief
my brain on fire
i think back to sodomy
and anger management
blowjobs and explanations
the water is cool
my hands shake
religion and tradition
Steve McQueen
the great escape
he didn't
neither did i
above the creek line
i pop a zoloft
for some calm
walk down to the bank
put my toes in the water
wait for relief
my brain on fire
i think back to sodomy
and anger management
blowjobs and explanations
the water is cool
my hands shake
religion and tradition
Steve McQueen
the great escape
he didn't
neither did i
#betrayal
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
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4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 11:20am
18th Mar 2025 11:20am
WHACK!!!!!!
The four of them got out of the car
The husband, the wife, the kid & the dog
The kid spills his soda on the back seat as he's leaving the car
WHACK!!
The husband hits the kid right in the mouth
"You little pig fucker"
"I just had this cleaned"
The wife leans over and says,
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT, YOU PATHETIC PIECE OF SHIT!!!?"
The husband turns around, towards the wife and
WHACK!!
He claps her right on her left side
This made the dog angry
The dog comes over...
The husband, the wife, the kid & the dog
The kid spills his soda on the back seat as he's leaving the car
WHACK!!
The husband hits the kid right in the mouth
"You little pig fucker"
"I just had this cleaned"
The wife leans over and says,
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT, YOU PATHETIC PIECE OF SHIT!!!?"
The husband turns around, towards the wife and
WHACK!!
He claps her right on her left side
This made the dog angry
The dog comes over...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#family
91 reads
8 Comments
MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 11:35am
5th Mar 2025 11:35am
VIOLET'S TALE
A lady down in Toronto
Is fighting just to stay alive
Rhythmic beeps and blood-stained sheets
Our lady weeps, she's tired and frail
To set the scene we must rewind
The hands of time for Violet's tale
Violet was a silent girl
Grew up with violent starts
Her mother was a drinker
And her father was a bastard
Every night he'd tuck her tight
But never left the room
I'll spare you of the things he did
I'm sure her mother knew
Violet was a silent girl
She moved out at sixteen
A semi-detached council...
Is fighting just to stay alive
Rhythmic beeps and blood-stained sheets
Our lady weeps, she's tired and frail
To set the scene we must rewind
The hands of time for Violet's tale
Violet was a silent girl
Grew up with violent starts
Her mother was a drinker
And her father was a bastard
Every night he'd tuck her tight
But never left the room
I'll spare you of the things he did
I'm sure her mother knew
Violet was a silent girl
She moved out at sixteen
A semi-detached council...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#silence
129 reads
6 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 10:30pm
18th Feb 2025 10:30pm
here we go again
You use ideas as weapons
try and make me a villain
in your story
where I'm not
and never have been
the bad guy
You act like boundaries
is a dirty word
when you just want a life
without consequences
I understand that your
flight or flight response
is to turn me into a bitch
so you can be the martyr
but no one is looking
to burn you at the stake
and turning your trauma on me
won't heal the wounds
within either of us
I won't break myself
so you can kill...
try and make me a villain
in your story
where I'm not
and never have been
the bad guy
You act like boundaries
is a dirty word
when you just want a life
without consequences
I understand that your
flight or flight response
is to turn me into a bitch
so you can be the martyr
but no one is looking
to burn you at the stake
and turning your trauma on me
won't heal the wounds
within either of us
I won't break myself
so you can kill...
#addiction
#despair
#DomesticViolence #drugs
#DomesticViolence #drugs
204 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 12:08pm
2nd Feb 2025 12:08pm
Before it's too late
#abuse
#betrayal
#DomesticViolence
#lies
#relationships
108 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:16pm
17th Jan 2025 9:16pm
On and on and on...
He was pussy whipped
All of his friends & father knew it and gave him a hard time
He couldn't go anywhere without her inviting herself along
They fought and fucked all the time
He loved her and hated her
He wanted to bash her skull in
She made him feel weak
She made him feel like he wasn't in control of his life
He started to hate her all the time
One night he hit her
Mutual disbelief registered on both their faces
He started hitting her all the time
The more he hit her, the more he loved her
He was in love again
In...
All of his friends & father knew it and gave him a hard time
He couldn't go anywhere without her inviting herself along
They fought and fucked all the time
He loved her and hated her
He wanted to bash her skull in
She made him feel weak
She made him feel like he wasn't in control of his life
He started to hate her all the time
One night he hit her
Mutual disbelief registered on both their faces
He started hitting her all the time
The more he hit her, the more he loved her
He was in love again
In...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#marriage
#motivational
#sex
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8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 7:20pm
15th Jan 2025 7:20pm
She's handsy
She beats her man
With her hands
Every time he comes around
She stands him up and slaps him down
Does she make herself perfectly clear?
I think she does
He won't shut the fuck up
The sound of his voice, drives her out of her mind
You can understand that, can't you?
I figured that
I knew you would
Last night when I was at her place
She said to him,
"Come here my hunk of a man"
He said trembling, "OK"
She looked him up and down and said, "Stop Whimpering!"
She then said,...
With her hands
Every time he comes around
She stands him up and slaps him down
Does she make herself perfectly clear?
I think she does
He won't shut the fuck up
The sound of his voice, drives her out of her mind
You can understand that, can't you?
I figured that
I knew you would
Last night when I was at her place
She said to him,
"Come here my hunk of a man"
He said trembling, "OK"
She looked him up and down and said, "Stop Whimpering!"
She then said,...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#hurt
#relationships
#weakness
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6 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Bumped 15th Jan 2025 1:40am
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
A Lullaby in January or A Portrait of Sisterhood
I’m in first grade and the bus drops me off at the bottom of our steep driveway. Jamie waits for me at the top. Papa's girlfriend forgot to leave the door unlocked when she left.
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
...
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
...
#addiction
#DomesticViolence
#drugs
#family
#sister
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4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:02pm
14th Jan 2025 9:02pm
I can't tell you it's love
You call me
looking for answers
but wanting reassurances
that your heart beats the right way
and that your boyfriend
isn't a manipulative
semi-violent fucktard
unable to manage his insecurities
I tell you our childhoods
make us colourblind
and that for all the good green days
the red shine brighter
than your eyes (and heart)
can see
I would tell you
you're codependent
but you already know that
and it would make me a hypocrite
There are too many reasons
we stay when...
looking for answers
but wanting reassurances
that your heart beats the right way
and that your boyfriend
isn't a manipulative
semi-violent fucktard
unable to manage his insecurities
I tell you our childhoods
make us colourblind
and that for all the good green days
the red shine brighter
than your eyes (and heart)
can see
I would tell you
you're codependent
but you already know that
and it would make me a hypocrite
There are too many reasons
we stay when...
#abuse
#BestFriend
#DomesticViolence #support
#DomesticViolence #support
154 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 2:49am
11th Jan 2025 2:49am
What happened?
I'm not telling the truth -
I'll lie til i die. I'm ok!
I can deal with it.
The truth never happened.
The truth lurks close...
but I'll grab that fucking truth...
and strangled it and bury it!
I don't want you around truth!!!
The lie grins - knowing we are...
crafting a story to decieve.
I'll walk with Satan...
...come what may.
Whispers of non-believers...
FUCK THEM!
You can't unmask my lie!
The truth is done! It's dead!
Standing firm!!! I have my reasons...
My reasons. The lie...
I'll lie til i die. I'm ok!
I can deal with it.
The truth never happened.
The truth lurks close...
but I'll grab that fucking truth...
and strangled it and bury it!
I don't want you around truth!!!
The lie grins - knowing we are...
crafting a story to decieve.
I'll walk with Satan...
...come what may.
Whispers of non-believers...
FUCK THEM!
You can't unmask my lie!
The truth is done! It's dead!
Standing firm!!! I have my reasons...
My reasons. The lie...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#lies
129 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
Father & Son
The boy hid under his bed when he would hear his father come into the house
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
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8 Comments
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