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.
Nekky's Story
I am his punching bag,
he punches me at will,
he punches me to vent his anger,
he does so to douse his frustrations.
He tries to regulate my emotions,
he entrenches himself fastidiously
in my life's branches.
My constant battery is his love's
justification.
To him, none else could care better,
not even my own sacrificial mum.
In my secular and public life,
his raging jealousy is hardly concealed.
I am his only mood swing's spectator,
I am enslaved by regular and
suicidal threats.
I must to his own will...
he punches me at will,
he punches me to vent his anger,
he does so to douse his frustrations.
He tries to regulate my emotions,
he entrenches himself fastidiously
in my life's branches.
My constant battery is his love's
justification.
To him, none else could care better,
not even my own sacrificial mum.
In my secular and public life,
his raging jealousy is hardly concealed.
I am his only mood swing's spectator,
I am enslaved by regular and
suicidal threats.
I must to his own will...
#rejection
#heartbroken
#DomesticViolence
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litter on my mind
Litter on my mind
When I walk into the garden of my mind
I sometimes pick up weeds that must be rid of in the cold light of sanity.
A person, from the past, sent me a rancid email claimed
I had been lying when telling him I had crossed the Sahara barefoot when it was a simple spelling mistake
He also claimed that I had only been a cobbler's assistant and that knew nothing about upper soles of
clogs; it is a mystery how he found out I thought my abstract world was mine alone.
I'm told the rude, offensive person dabbles in electric matters.
I...
When I walk into the garden of my mind
I sometimes pick up weeds that must be rid of in the cold light of sanity.
A person, from the past, sent me a rancid email claimed
I had been lying when telling him I had crossed the Sahara barefoot when it was a simple spelling mistake
He also claimed that I had only been a cobbler's assistant and that knew nothing about upper soles of
clogs; it is a mystery how he found out I thought my abstract world was mine alone.
I'm told the rude, offensive person dabbles in electric matters.
I...
#escape
#separation
#DomesticViolence #deception
#DomesticViolence #deception
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Ouch.
#anger
#DomesticViolence
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The Good Son
#abuse
#tragedy
#suffering
#son
#DomesticViolence
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Like The Shower Scene From "Psycho"
While she was washing
the dirt off, Pamela heard
a crash and opened the door.
But before she reached
for that gun, someone grabbed her
arm and stabbed Pam seven times.
the dirt off, Pamela heard
a crash and opened the door.
But before she reached
for that gun, someone grabbed her
arm and stabbed Pam seven times.
#murder
#home
#fiction
#tragedy
#DomesticViolence
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1205
Every night 1205 always wondered why
1205 the time you'd begin to snore so i knew it was safe
I could just be
Every night one two three four
1205 check for movement 1 2 3 4
You couldn't yell at me at 1205
301 different story i'd pretend to be asleep
It never worked
You'd start a fight id cry
The dog would hide
1205 stayed up till 4 then went to sleep sleep till 12 12 was safe
1205 the time you'd begin to snore so i knew it was safe
I could just be
Every night one two three four
1205 check for movement 1 2 3 4
You couldn't yell at me at 1205
301 different story i'd pretend to be asleep
It never worked
You'd start a fight id cry
The dog would hide
1205 stayed up till 4 then went to sleep sleep till 12 12 was safe
#secrets
#TimeHeals
#escape #DomesticViolence
#escape #DomesticViolence
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Doll
#dark
#abuse
#DomesticViolence #horror
#DomesticViolence #horror
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Invisible hell haiku updated 6/21/23
I didn’t hit you?
Invisible hell, can’t tell
Just emotional abuse….
Invisible hell, can’t tell
Just emotional abuse….
#emotional
#DomesticViolence
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invislbe
hopefully this is as good as the others You stole my entire senior year from me prom, graduation , but i can scream about how bad you two fucked me up till my throat is raw and bloodied, but it will never be enough . , ((you wanted control and didn't give a shit if you had to take it from me by force )). But thank you for hell for iam no longer afraid . i will never get those fucking years back but for you j it was fucking tuesday , and for you m you were threatend because i might just might of graduated , become something bigger . but you couldn't let that happen could you you couldn't stand...
#anger
#MovingOn
#escape #DomesticViolence
#escape #DomesticViolence
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Women
I
Women are allowed to break oaths
professions sewn from hope
burn bridges to the ground
to make room for what counts
II
The problem with violence
is that it captures attention—
making it effective
When our bodies vibrate into action
we reach for reason
to hypnotize us
into balanced numbness
III
In my domestic violence exhibit
at the local library
one victim had written: ...
Women are allowed to break oaths
professions sewn from hope
burn bridges to the ground
to make room for what counts
II
The problem with violence
is that it captures attention—
making it effective
When our bodies vibrate into action
we reach for reason
to hypnotize us
into balanced numbness
III
In my domestic violence exhibit
at the local library
one victim had written: ...
#women
#relationships
#feminism #DomesticViolence
#feminism #DomesticViolence
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Staying Silent
#conflict
#abuse
#suffering #DomesticViolence
#suffering #DomesticViolence
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Caged
Confined to this hell.
Eager for some sort of light.
Too claustrophobic.
Eager for some sort of light.
Too claustrophobic.
#confessional
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
#emotions
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DU Poetry : Poems about Domestic Violence