Poems About Abuse Seeking Honest Critique
#abuse
Koulouri
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 3:25am
4th Jan 2025 3:25am
Silly Cube
I bought a new stress ball,
my therapist recommended it.
I like how firm it is.
How the edges
of the soft cube
press into my palm.
You thought it was cool.
I remember how your eyes lit up.
I let you borrow it for a while,
just a little while.
Maybe an hour
or two.
And you returned it,
just like you said you would.
But it's different now.
Your hands are bigger than mine.
Your grip like steel,
as it was forged in the fierce battle of life.
My hands are not like yours. ...
my therapist recommended it.
I like how firm it is.
How the edges
of the soft cube
press into my palm.
You thought it was cool.
I remember how your eyes lit up.
I let you borrow it for a while,
just a little while.
Maybe an hour
or two.
And you returned it,
just like you said you would.
But it's different now.
Your hands are bigger than mine.
Your grip like steel,
as it was forged in the fierce battle of life.
My hands are not like yours. ...
#abuse
#childhood
#friendship #LifeChangingMoment
#friendship #LifeChangingMoment
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 11:42pm
1st Jan 2025 11:42pm
So just don't think
Prince Charming was dragged
4 city blocks by his dick
Decaying behind blood & urine colored glass
Skid marks are vibrant with the city lights shining down
She never moved an inch
What did you think she was going to do?
She was only taught on how to survive
Cruelty is all in her mind
So just don't think
That's what she did
Every single day
She told a close friend a few days ago
If she gets enough courage, she'll seek her revenge
4 city blocks by his dick
Decaying behind blood & urine colored glass
Skid marks are vibrant with the city lights shining down
She never moved an inch
What did you think she was going to do?
She was only taught on how to survive
Cruelty is all in her mind
So just don't think
That's what she did
Every single day
She told a close friend a few days ago
If she gets enough courage, she'll seek her revenge
#abuse
#anger
#DomesticViolence
#dreams
#violence
76 reads
4 Comments
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
233 reads
8 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
55 reads
0 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 7:24am
24th Dec 2024 7:24am
Cereal Rapist
#abuse
#childhood
#hate
51 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
130 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
80 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
97 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
212 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
78 reads
5 Comments
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