Poems about Abuse
#abuse
Poetry about abuse, including verbal, physical and sexual abuse, and poems about coming to terms with an abusive past.
Her
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 3:20am
8th Sep 2024 3:20am
Just Because
Love doesn’t always mean
Holding on
Tightly
Sometimes it means
Letting go
So the other person
Can go
Peacefully
Holding on
Tightly
Sometimes it means
Letting go
So the other person
Can go
Peacefully
#abuse
#cancer
#death
#love
#mother
123 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 11:29am
4th Sep 2024 11:29am
A boy and a gun
She came home from her job
Not a great job, but a job
Her husband has been unemployed for 3 years
Says he's looking for the right job to make a name for himself
They don't have enough money to feed themselves and their 8 year old son
They live in a one room apartment that has a horrible smell coming from the ceiling and the side wall near the closet
They all share the same bed
Mom sleeps in the middle since the boys father has been known to touch him inappropriately
There were numerous verbal & physical fights in the apartment
It was usually...
Not a great job, but a job
Her husband has been unemployed for 3 years
Says he's looking for the right job to make a name for himself
They don't have enough money to feed themselves and their 8 year old son
They live in a one room apartment that has a horrible smell coming from the ceiling and the side wall near the closet
They all share the same bed
Mom sleeps in the middle since the boys father has been known to touch him inappropriately
There were numerous verbal & physical fights in the apartment
It was usually...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#family
#poverty
#violence
62 reads
14 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 9:10am
1st Sep 2024 9:10am
between the words we don't say
Let's not talk about this
so you can call me a liar
so you can bury yourself in denial
I don't need your validation
the truth won't set anyone free
and I'm not sure I want to
hold that gun to anyone's head
least of all my own
I can't change our world
with self-righteous violence
and you wear the victim
with all the pride of a horror movie
make-up artist
ripping the very real throat out
of an imaginary woman
Don't speak
don't make it real
someone might tell you
it's...
so you can call me a liar
so you can bury yourself in denial
I don't need your validation
the truth won't set anyone free
and I'm not sure I want to
hold that gun to anyone's head
least of all my own
I can't change our world
with self-righteous violence
and you wear the victim
with all the pride of a horror movie
make-up artist
ripping the very real throat out
of an imaginary woman
Don't speak
don't make it real
someone might tell you
it's...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
#grief #MeToo
#grief #MeToo
107 reads
7 Comments
Her
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 7:57pm
31st Aug 2024 7:57pm
Mom
It no longer matters
That I
Couldn’t be
Who you needed
I’m going to try
Now
That I
Couldn’t be
Who you needed
I’m going to try
Now
#abuse
#death
#forgiveness
#mother
#TimeHeals
113 reads
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 2:30am
30th Aug 2024 2:30am
Tuesday
There’s a line in a ‘90s action movie,
corny and based on a video game,
where the bad guy tells an outraged femme
that when he graced her village, for her
it was the most important day
of her entire life. But for him it was Tuesday.
Abuse can work like that. A punch, a jibe,
a thousand little cruelties
can make a personality,
so even years later, the woman jumps
at slamming doors, the man avoids romance.
But all those days, for those whose ways
are baked in violence, were mere Tuesdays.
corny and based on a video game,
where the bad guy tells an outraged femme
that when he graced her village, for her
it was the most important day
of her entire life. But for him it was Tuesday.
Abuse can work like that. A punch, a jibe,
a thousand little cruelties
can make a personality,
so even years later, the woman jumps
at slamming doors, the man avoids romance.
But all those days, for those whose ways
are baked in violence, were mere Tuesdays.
#abuse
#dark
#loneliness #regret
#loneliness #regret
70 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 11:06am
27th Aug 2024 11:06am
Porno Holocaust
I met a young girl with a face of a leper
as I browsed some travel books at the local store down on the lower east side
I heard her mother was raped on a bed of nails
she was known as a pillow biter
her bruises were covered with makeup
she wanted revenge
someone took a photograph of the rape
one of the men was in the lower left of the photograph
she described the rape as a porno holocaust
it was a gang bang
one of the men were discovered in a steam bath
this wasn't his first time
he was having an orgy with another man, claiming they...
as I browsed some travel books at the local store down on the lower east side
I heard her mother was raped on a bed of nails
she was known as a pillow biter
her bruises were covered with makeup
she wanted revenge
someone took a photograph of the rape
one of the men was in the lower left of the photograph
she described the rape as a porno holocaust
it was a gang bang
one of the men were discovered in a steam bath
this wasn't his first time
he was having an orgy with another man, claiming they...
#abuse
#fiction
#illness
#ShortStory
#violence
64 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 11:23am
24th Aug 2024 11:23am
No one desrves this
#abuse
#depression
#fiction
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
42 reads
12 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 5:27am
23rd Aug 2024 5:27am
The Girl Who Never Says No
I'm encased on a top shelf,
plastic, pale skin.
I don't have eyes that see.
They're only pretty for show.
My body?
It's perfectly engineered.
Nothing ever feels real.
I smile that same plastered face.
Purse my lips
In an upside down frown.
With each new boy
who uses and discards of me,
a piece of my body cracks
under my sexual persona.
The one I used all my life
to get love from my pervert dad.
I still want disassociate from the memory;
my sister whispering it, enticing it,
"Get naked...
plastic, pale skin.
I don't have eyes that see.
They're only pretty for show.
My body?
It's perfectly engineered.
Nothing ever feels real.
I smile that same plastered face.
Purse my lips
In an upside down frown.
With each new boy
who uses and discards of me,
a piece of my body cracks
under my sexual persona.
The one I used all my life
to get love from my pervert dad.
I still want disassociate from the memory;
my sister whispering it, enticing it,
"Get naked...
#abuse
53 reads
1 Comment
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 2:50pm
19th Aug 2024 2:50pm
A Sister’s Secret
#abuse
#dark
#sex
60 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 6:41pm
18th Aug 2024 6:41pm
A Puppet On A String
I am Satan hear me roar
Hearing dark voices, too loud to ignore
The naive in pews, who worship air
Weak-minded drones, drowning in despair
Forced abstinence drives spineless blue-ball priests
Alter boy defilers, now it's time to feast
For my tips on how to waste these pricks
Dial me 1-900-666
Pedophile priests who pray on kids
Jesus hates you for what they say you did
The concept is quite simple
Command the flock to procreate
More babies, more Catholics
More money, controlling your fate
...
Hearing dark voices, too loud to ignore
The naive in pews, who worship air
Weak-minded drones, drowning in despair
Forced abstinence drives spineless blue-ball priests
Alter boy defilers, now it's time to feast
For my tips on how to waste these pricks
Dial me 1-900-666
Pedophile priests who pray on kids
Jesus hates you for what they say you did
The concept is quite simple
Command the flock to procreate
More babies, more Catholics
More money, controlling your fate
...
#abuse
#CallToAction
#religion
#revenge
#rhyming
73 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 4:45pm
18th Aug 2024 4:45pm
STILL ON THE PLANTATION
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ that will affect you in ways that you could never truly understand, how much of what I say is the truth that subconsciously reaches into the deepness of your own mind thoughts. 🧐 For example it's something that goes far beyond this world in which one is living within now. 😞 YET it is a fact of what our lives are now and yet we still were not free, for we as slaves was set free by the same individuals, that held us in chains as our master the overseers of our lives. 🤨 Let's not forget about the hanging...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
#ignorance
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
70 reads
0 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 10:34am
18th Aug 2024 10:34am
Insignia: The Light's Lament
#abuse
#death
#MeToo #revenge
#MeToo #revenge
40 reads
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