Poems About Abuse Seeking Honest Critique
#abuse
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 00:23am
21st Mar 2025 00:23am
a postcard from hell
Your mum sent me a postcard
and really, dude, I'm not sure
what I'm supposed to do with it
so I stuck it in my junk draw
where I'll eventually forget about it
and maybe a pen will bleed ink
on the return address
It's been so long
since I even fucking thought about you
and you know, babe, none of those trips
down memory lane
give me the warm and fuzzies
The thought of you
puts me in a bad mood
my brain on high alert
my body tensing in a trigger response
at the mere idea of you potentially ...
and really, dude, I'm not sure
what I'm supposed to do with it
so I stuck it in my junk draw
where I'll eventually forget about it
and maybe a pen will bleed ink
on the return address
It's been so long
since I even fucking thought about you
and you know, babe, none of those trips
down memory lane
give me the warm and fuzzies
The thought of you
puts me in a bad mood
my brain on high alert
my body tensing in a trigger response
at the mere idea of you potentially ...
#abuse
#anger
#deception #manipulation
#deception #manipulation
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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
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8 Comments
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 3:23am
11th Mar 2025 3:23am
Predator
You aren't quite like the predators in my dreams; but you brought the fear that comes along with them.
DUP is my safe place; was, my safe place. And You, You took that from me.
I have spent every night this week looking over my shoulder, and debating on whether or not I should delete my social media, and become a ghost, once again.
You claim it in the name of innocence, and curiosity; but it is neither. You said what you said to frighten me. And now, I am afraid all over again.
I look over my shoulder, and place my house keys between my knuckles when I take my dog...
DUP is my safe place; was, my safe place. And You, You took that from me.
I have spent every night this week looking over my shoulder, and debating on whether or not I should delete my social media, and become a ghost, once again.
You claim it in the name of innocence, and curiosity; but it is neither. You said what you said to frighten me. And now, I am afraid all over again.
I look over my shoulder, and place my house keys between my knuckles when I take my dog...
#abuse
#anxiety
#fear
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xthan
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 2:16pm
5th Mar 2025 2:16pm
Fangs
It was sickening having to
look straight in their eyes
no lights were on, dead
to everything in existence,
known eyes like that before
and they never leave you
alone afterwards.
All I had was an insolated room,
they couldn't unlock their side
of the door only my keys could,
if was alone, in that small room,
I couldn't bare to think what my
hands could have, would
have done.
I imagine something along
the lines of tearing limbs away,
crumbling them down like dust
wings...
look straight in their eyes
no lights were on, dead
to everything in existence,
known eyes like that before
and they never leave you
alone afterwards.
All I had was an insolated room,
they couldn't unlock their side
of the door only my keys could,
if was alone, in that small room,
I couldn't bare to think what my
hands could have, would
have done.
I imagine something along
the lines of tearing limbs away,
crumbling them down like dust
wings...
#abuse
#anger
#LGBT #transgender
#LGBT #transgender
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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
132 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:04am
5th Mar 2025 1:04am
The Caboose
She was on her way to the quickie mart
Picking up grape soda and some pop tarts
Would you believe she has no money
Figures, she works for a pimp named Sunny
She takes her earnings and blows it all away
Another Friday night, time to get laid
Two weeks later, Sunny is getting fed up
Time is money, she's taking a piss in a cup
Sick and tired of all the abuse
Her ass is referred to as "The Caboose"
How will she know when the time is right
Keep her in the dark, she's a fugly sight
Hopping on the train, leaving far...
Picking up grape soda and some pop tarts
Would you believe she has no money
Figures, she works for a pimp named Sunny
She takes her earnings and blows it all away
Another Friday night, time to get laid
Two weeks later, Sunny is getting fed up
Time is money, she's taking a piss in a cup
Sick and tired of all the abuse
Her ass is referred to as "The Caboose"
How will she know when the time is right
Keep her in the dark, she's a fugly sight
Hopping on the train, leaving far...
#abuse
#rhyming
#SelfDiscovery
#sex
#ShortStory
113 reads
13 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 8:47am
27th Feb 2025 8:47am
fleeting romance
after Joe Bolton
we danced once back in ‘94
before the long waste of my life
you taking pity on me (I felt)
an abstruse friendless teenage boy
we waltzed across the Hounslow road
and out into the lights
and maybe you were trying to forget
what made those bruises on your arms
or trying to stall returning home
to parents you no longer loved
but in any case it is
my one warm thought of childhood
the two of us dancing
as fleeting as it was…
I don’t believe in afterlives
and lonely still...
we danced once back in ‘94
before the long waste of my life
you taking pity on me (I felt)
an abstruse friendless teenage boy
we waltzed across the Hounslow road
and out into the lights
and maybe you were trying to forget
what made those bruises on your arms
or trying to stall returning home
to parents you no longer loved
but in any case it is
my one warm thought of childhood
the two of us dancing
as fleeting as it was…
I don’t believe in afterlives
and lonely still...
#abuse
#despair
#love #memories
#love #memories
132 reads
8 Comments
3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 5:59pm
24th Feb 2025 5:59pm
I run from gentle hands. II
I run from gentle hands
They pry you open
Examine every secret locked in your bones
They claim it's love, but you feel utterly exposed
I run from gentle hands
They say you'll only feel a pinch
As they slip, and your mouth is stitched
Gentle hands grip me harder than
Hard course hands I find sharp knives in
Gentle hands bind you, claiming you're too wild
These same gentle hands crucified the perfect child
I run from gentle hands
Because gentle hands don't gently understand
They pry you open
Examine every secret locked in your bones
They claim it's love, but you feel utterly exposed
I run from gentle hands
They say you'll only feel a pinch
As they slip, and your mouth is stitched
Gentle hands grip me harder than
Hard course hands I find sharp knives in
Gentle hands bind you, claiming you're too wild
These same gentle hands crucified the perfect child
I run from gentle hands
Because gentle hands don't gently understand
#abuse
#despair
#escape
#lies
#misunderstood
113 reads
1 Comment
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 1:48pm
20th Feb 2025 1:48pm
Advent of the Question Mark
Is it not written that everybody is a god?” (St. John 10:34)
You enter the sacred place with feces on your shoes
and flop your fat ass down like some myopic pig
You hold the question mark in your hand, like a scepter
It is your word-smithing weapon of choice
You don’t want to be God, but to be like God
You want the privilege without the responsibility
You feign humility and inflict with your scepter
not looking for answers but subjugation
God has no need of a question mark
nor a scepter, nor obedient subjects ...
You enter the sacred place with feces on your shoes
and flop your fat ass down like some myopic pig
You hold the question mark in your hand, like a scepter
It is your word-smithing weapon of choice
You don’t want to be God, but to be like God
You want the privilege without the responsibility
You feign humility and inflict with your scepter
not looking for answers but subjugation
God has no need of a question mark
nor a scepter, nor obedient subjects ...
#abuse
#dark
#manipulation
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0 Comments
xinaskirt
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 10:30pm
19th Feb 2025 10:30pm
Torn apart, full moon...Part 1
#abuse
#conflict
#lust
#passion
#moon
252 reads
15 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 11:54am
18th Feb 2025 11:54am
The Violence Continues
She had enough. Many times her father would could home staggering drunk, and force himself onto her. He didn't care. He had no regret when he would sober up. Her mother knew that if she ever said a word she'd be beaten & thrown out into the streets. She cared about her own hide and not her own flesh & blood. She came into this marriage with nothing and will leave the marriage with nothing.
Her daughter is now dependent on drugs. Any drugs to release her from this horror. Pills, heroin, meth, alcohol, anything to get her fucked up and to drown these memories.
...
Her daughter is now dependent on drugs. Any drugs to release her from this horror. Pills, heroin, meth, alcohol, anything to get her fucked up and to drown these memories.
...
#abuse
#anger
#family
#prison
#ShortStory
119 reads
8 Comments
Onyxceila
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 10:49am
16th Feb 2025 10:49am
Lignified Soul
You found me nearly hollowed out.
A bag of bones upon the ground
My soul retreats into my pith
But not before you catch a glimpse
My soul hides within my core
For the light it had, it has no more
Your fingers and eyes begin to comb
Through the mess of flesh
Incaged in bone
You looked me over and sat me up
Then opened up my cranium
Dumped out the mush you found inside
repaired my breaks with linen binds
Then laughed as love
Welled within my eyes
There was no doubt, you were sure
You had siphoned...
A bag of bones upon the ground
My soul retreats into my pith
But not before you catch a glimpse
My soul hides within my core
For the light it had, it has no more
Your fingers and eyes begin to comb
Through the mess of flesh
Incaged in bone
You looked me over and sat me up
Then opened up my cranium
Dumped out the mush you found inside
repaired my breaks with linen binds
Then laughed as love
Welled within my eyes
There was no doubt, you were sure
You had siphoned...
#abuse
#emptiness
#identity #manipulation
#identity #manipulation
96 reads
2 Comments
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