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.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 7:00pm
28th Jun 2024 7:00pm
An Obscene Nurturing
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
159 reads
8 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
27th Jun 2024 11:11am
27th Jun 2024 11:11am
It was the year I stayed in bed
never changed my red toothbrush
wished for decay
looked outside
at neighbours mowing grass
in straight show home tracks
while my train de-railed
carriages all on fire
conductors screaming
it was the year I stayed in bed
pulled the duvet over my head because
I was told a story once how the boogey man
would only attack what he could visibly touch
and I soon learned that was a fucking lie
so I covered my dead in a quilted shroud
let my epitaph read here lies this girl
earthed in guilt and shame, ...
wished for decay
looked outside
at neighbours mowing grass
in straight show home tracks
while my train de-railed
carriages all on fire
conductors screaming
it was the year I stayed in bed
pulled the duvet over my head because
I was told a story once how the boogey man
would only attack what he could visibly touch
and I soon learned that was a fucking lie
so I covered my dead in a quilted shroud
let my epitaph read here lies this girl
earthed in guilt and shame, ...
#confessional
#DomesticViolence
#healing
#MentalHealth
#myself
283 reads
10 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 9:40pm
26th Jun 2024 9:40pm
Rehab diaries #4
#abuse
#confessional
#DomesticViolence
#memories
#MeToo
153 reads
7 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 6:01am
25th Jun 2024 6:01am
your hand print shouldn't be so indelible
Tell me I'm worthless
without telling me I'm worthless
I watch you eye fuck
other girls on the street
while you avoid holding my hand
though I haven't kicked the habit
of reaching for you
"fuck, she's so hot"
you smile at me
with a cruelness
that sparkles in the last light
of the afternoon
I look past the leggy blonde
to the sex shop across the street
and remember how wearing nothing
but a smile and sky high heels
used to be so empowering ...
without telling me I'm worthless
I watch you eye fuck
other girls on the street
while you avoid holding my hand
though I haven't kicked the habit
of reaching for you
"fuck, she's so hot"
you smile at me
with a cruelness
that sparkles in the last light
of the afternoon
I look past the leggy blonde
to the sex shop across the street
and remember how wearing nothing
but a smile and sky high heels
used to be so empowering ...
#DomesticViolence
#girlfriend
#memories #SelfWorth
#memories #SelfWorth
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12 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 10:53am
21st Jun 2024 10:53am
(#3) Bright Blue Walls: Tell it to the bees
I’d come to dread
and appreciate Fridays
as I woke up shattered
[you were right]
20 minutes before my ride
as I shoved swimming gear
sandwiches
hopes & dreams
into a worn black bag.
I caught the bus with seconds
to spare. It was a hot mess of despair
as I watched tired eyes remain closed
even after sips of travel mug coffee.
I entered the building
caught my skirt in the lift door ...
and appreciate Fridays
as I woke up shattered
[you were right]
20 minutes before my ride
as I shoved swimming gear
sandwiches
hopes & dreams
into a worn black bag.
I caught the bus with seconds
to spare. It was a hot mess of despair
as I watched tired eyes remain closed
even after sips of travel mug coffee.
I entered the building
caught my skirt in the lift door ...
#bees
#DomesticViolence
#healing
#myself
#SelfReflection
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2 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
16th Jun 2024 9:52pm
16th Jun 2024 9:52pm
(#2) Bright Blue Walls: Post-Confession Shivers
Oat milk hot chocolate
no cream, no faff
just extra hot
so it warms cold bones
it seems to be the norm now
Friday morning, I spill my guts
in a beige office in front of a woman
who’s boobs are too big for her bra
you can’t help but notice them
but they bring a strange comfort.
It feels motherly some how
as if her presence holds merit
and I talked about anxiety
how it’s fucked me up
how it’s still fucking me up
as if I’ve catastrophised living
before it’s even been called life.
...
no cream, no faff
just extra hot
so it warms cold bones
it seems to be the norm now
Friday morning, I spill my guts
in a beige office in front of a woman
who’s boobs are too big for her bra
you can’t help but notice them
but they bring a strange comfort.
It feels motherly some how
as if her presence holds merit
and I talked about anxiety
how it’s fucked me up
how it’s still fucking me up
as if I’ve catastrophised living
before it’s even been called life.
...
#DomesticViolence
#healing
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
#vulnerability
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Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 10:45am
7th Jun 2024 10:45am
(#1) Bright Blue Walls
Hey.. what are you after?’ She says
and I tell her who I’m here to see
as she buzzes me into the building
she’s a carbon copy of me
septum ring, awkwardly dressed
stick in her right hand
as we catch the lift together
stand cramped in an oblong box
as a door slides open
releasing us out into the world.
The place is like Fort Knox
as we talk through more intercoms
and it makes sense when I think
about the clientele
all the battered souls of the...
and I tell her who I’m here to see
as she buzzes me into the building
she’s a carbon copy of me
septum ring, awkwardly dressed
stick in her right hand
as we catch the lift together
stand cramped in an oblong box
as a door slides open
releasing us out into the world.
The place is like Fort Knox
as we talk through more intercoms
and it makes sense when I think
about the clientele
all the battered souls of the...
#confessional
#DomesticViolence
#MovingOn
#myself
#StreamOfConsciousness
277 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2024 00:22am
2nd Jun 2024 00:22am
finding the light on the other side
He taught me how to leave
how to pick through
the shattered pieces of myself
and find the strength
to get up off the floor
because what other choice
did I have
but to keep going?
His skin was my skin
our bodies inseparable
he was the shelter
my soul craved
before I knew my heart
needed a home
beyond the confines
of my ribcage
But love doesn't work
when we're threaded to each other
an embroidered tapestry
of flesh and lies
my ability to bend
the only reason we...
how to pick through
the shattered pieces of myself
and find the strength
to get up off the floor
because what other choice
did I have
but to keep going?
His skin was my skin
our bodies inseparable
he was the shelter
my soul craved
before I knew my heart
needed a home
beyond the confines
of my ribcage
But love doesn't work
when we're threaded to each other
an embroidered tapestry
of flesh and lies
my ability to bend
the only reason we...
#DomesticViolence
#SelfWorth
#strength
310 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
31st May 2024 2:26am
31st May 2024 2:26am
dead man
Watching you die
is like watching the birth
of a ghost in slow motion
Time turns all monsters to dust
and you're no different
though you're more breakable now
than you were when you slammed me
against a wall at 16 over a dropped fork
at the dinner table
You don't scare me any more
haven't in at least a decade
since I realised
all the power you had over me
was all in my head
Old man falling to dust
and I knows it's wrong
that I still want to punch you
that I wish I had ...
is like watching the birth
of a ghost in slow motion
Time turns all monsters to dust
and you're no different
though you're more breakable now
than you were when you slammed me
against a wall at 16 over a dropped fork
at the dinner table
You don't scare me any more
haven't in at least a decade
since I realised
all the power you had over me
was all in my head
Old man falling to dust
and I knows it's wrong
that I still want to punch you
that I wish I had ...
#DomesticViolence
#family
#memories
178 reads
3 Comments
ViolenceIn_Silence
Poem Published
31st May 2024 1:39am
31st May 2024 1:39am
My first "love"
#death
#DomesticViolence
#suicide
188 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th May 2024 11:47pm
24th May 2024 11:47pm
Just another day
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 say,
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT YOU DOPE!!"
The husband turns around and
WHACK!!
He claps her right on her left side
This makes the dog mad
The dog comes over and tries to bite the husband's leg
He kicks the dog right in...
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 say,
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT YOU DOPE!!"
The husband turns around and
WHACK!!
He claps her right on her left side
This makes the dog mad
The dog comes over and tries to bite the husband's leg
He kicks the dog right in...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#family
180 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th May 2024 8:18pm
19th May 2024 8:18pm
Tomorrow's Another Day
#DomesticViolence
#fear
#honesty
#lies
#violence
160 reads
2 Comments
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