Poems About Abuse Seeking Honest Critique
#abuse
I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 5:37am
31st Dec 2024 5:37am
Willow
Why not just sit and watch the willows.
Their branches weep in frozen havens below.
I aught to live like lost ones bringing the sorrows low.
Their trenches are deepened woes of satan.
The demons and specters and ghosts;
Lost souls who are broken while finding
Their pain is also their loss.
Who knows, why not just sit and watch them go?
Why not just sit and don't stop to block the blows?
The sky and the scene has lost all its gleam, leaves in the air still twirl as with care but no eyes can see them drop.
I have a few burnt...
Their branches weep in frozen havens below.
I aught to live like lost ones bringing the sorrows low.
Their trenches are deepened woes of satan.
The demons and specters and ghosts;
Lost souls who are broken while finding
Their pain is also their loss.
Who knows, why not just sit and watch them go?
Why not just sit and don't stop to block the blows?
The sky and the scene has lost all its gleam, leaves in the air still twirl as with care but no eyes can see them drop.
I have a few burnt...
#abuse
#conflict
#revenge
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
Fast and Furious
So, my countrymen have decided
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
#abuse
#addiction
#ignorance #SelfHarm
#ignorance #SelfHarm
169 reads
6 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 5:26am
30th Dec 2024 5:26am
The Hurt No one Sees
The hurt no one sees
Down the hall padded with carpet
Creeps a villain he is real
He runs around trying to spoil his soul
Dipping in and out of hospitals
Top of the Pops hanging with the Beatles
Next night Rolling Stones or Stevie Wonder
Take off his Heart shaped glasses
And see the demon in his being
He delivers the hurt that no one sees
Down the hall padded with carpet
Creeps a villain he is real
He runs around trying to spoil his soul
Dipping in and out of hospitals
Top of the Pops hanging with the Beatles
Next night Rolling Stones or Stevie Wonder
Take off his Heart shaped glasses
And see the demon in his being
He delivers the hurt that no one sees
#abuse
#children
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 7:24am
24th Dec 2024 7:24am
Cereal Rapist
#abuse
#childhood
#hate
44 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 12:49pm
23rd Dec 2024 12:49pm
The Rotten Seed
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
The truth at last we came to know
that violence can only grow,
a rotten seed that fathers sow
and whose dark fruits they gage.
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
But love can manifest with age,
forgiveness joins the high and low.
You spoke, with tears anew confession's wage,
about when you were beaten in a rage
by some sadistic schoolmaster on stage...
Before your peers, in assembly, on show.
But love can manifest with age, ...
I see you crying on the stage.
The truth at last we came to know
that violence can only grow,
a rotten seed that fathers sow
and whose dark fruits they gage.
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
But love can manifest with age,
forgiveness joins the high and low.
You spoke, with tears anew confession's wage,
about when you were beaten in a rage
by some sadistic schoolmaster on stage...
Before your peers, in assembly, on show.
But love can manifest with age, ...
#abuse
#childhood
#fatherhood #memories
#fatherhood #memories
92 reads
4 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 1:02am
23rd Dec 2024 1:02am
Loving You.
You were so supposed to love me...
so many times you tried to kill me.
And you passed my sex around.
Momma - I will never understand.
All I ever wanted was to be loved!
You passed away. Your whole family...
thought you were faking even as you took
your final breath - I wish I could have...
...kept you safe from death!!!
I never stopped loving you!
So many unanswered questions...
keep me awake at night.
You'd been through it first -
how could you do that all to me?
All I ever...
so many times you tried to kill me.
And you passed my sex around.
Momma - I will never understand.
All I ever wanted was to be loved!
You passed away. Your whole family...
thought you were faking even as you took
your final breath - I wish I could have...
...kept you safe from death!!!
I never stopped loving you!
So many unanswered questions...
keep me awake at night.
You'd been through it first -
how could you do that all to me?
All I ever...
#abuse
#death
#love
#memories
#mother
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7 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 5:28pm
21st Dec 2024 5:28pm
To Nathan
I think about you sometimes and
it’s all too clear you’re probably dead.
You weren’t an icon of stability
back when we used to speak,
your bald and elongated skull
reminding me of a criminal
my mother used to know
(not to use phrenology).
You wrote dark poetry
and were the reason why
the underground started to give
warnings of extreme themes.
If I was older then I might
have been more curious
and asked the pertinent questions,
less wrapped up in my own traumas.
I thought perhaps some scary man ...
it’s all too clear you’re probably dead.
You weren’t an icon of stability
back when we used to speak,
your bald and elongated skull
reminding me of a criminal
my mother used to know
(not to use phrenology).
You wrote dark poetry
and were the reason why
the underground started to give
warnings of extreme themes.
If I was older then I might
have been more curious
and asked the pertinent questions,
less wrapped up in my own traumas.
I thought perhaps some scary man ...
#abuse
#death
#friendship #memories
#friendship #memories
70 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 3:40pm
20th Dec 2024 3:40pm
Jimmy's Belt
Once upon a time...
Paula got her ass beat
by a thick leather belt.
owned by stepdad Jimmy.
The pain was so bad that
I disassociated and
became Angel!
She cooks, cleans and
the laundry is always
washed, folded and ironed!
Eventually Angel makes a
tiny mistake and out comes
Jimmy's belt. Angel
becomes Samantha!
Disassociate a few more
times to create Lynda and
Buck and others - none win
against Jimmy's belt. I don't
know which of us married the
fat kid across the street who had ...
Paula got her ass beat
by a thick leather belt.
owned by stepdad Jimmy.
The pain was so bad that
I disassociated and
became Angel!
She cooks, cleans and
the laundry is always
washed, folded and ironed!
Eventually Angel makes a
tiny mistake and out comes
Jimmy's belt. Angel
becomes Samantha!
Disassociate a few more
times to create Lynda and
Buck and others - none win
against Jimmy's belt. I don't
know which of us married the
fat kid across the street who had ...
#abuse
#fear
#hurt
77 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 2:28am
20th Dec 2024 2:28am
Ass Up!
#abuse
#fear
#sex
193 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 9:59am
19th Dec 2024 9:59am
Cousin Denise
#abuse
#dirty
#memories #sexy
#memories #sexy
61 reads
5 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 5:29pm
17th Dec 2024 5:29pm
Some Call It Breakfast
#abuse
#fear
#hate #memories
#hate #memories
44 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 2:46am
17th Dec 2024 2:46am
Excuses
How do I lie for you?
Let me count the ways...
I fell down the stairs.
I ran into the door.
I fell UP the stairs.
I'm really clumsy!
A kid at the park pushed me.
I tripped on my own feet.
I got jumped on the way to the store.
I was playing with the stove.
I jumped off a swing.
I crashed my bike.
A kid at the park punched me.
I built a ramp.
I slipped on the wet bathroom floor.
I just lost my balance.
Someone threw a rock.
My arm was swollen when I woke up.
It was icy. It was...
Let me count the ways...
I fell down the stairs.
I ran into the door.
I fell UP the stairs.
I'm really clumsy!
A kid at the park pushed me.
I tripped on my own feet.
I got jumped on the way to the store.
I was playing with the stove.
I jumped off a swing.
I crashed my bike.
A kid at the park punched me.
I built a ramp.
I slipped on the wet bathroom floor.
I just lost my balance.
Someone threw a rock.
My arm was swollen when I woke up.
It was icy. It was...
#abuse
#violence
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