Long Poems About Abuse
#abuse
Onyxceila
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 4:30am
20th Nov 2024 4:30am
Moonchild
All you ever fed me was cruelty and pain,
Starving, I consumed every morsel,
every drop I drank.
Instructed to stay quiet,
Mind my manners and never speak.
Never decline what’s been requested,
And never appear displeased.
Always take what I am gifted
With a smile upon my face.
And the only expressions permitted to be given
Are those of gratitude and thanks.
Every day, with words and fists like blades,
You cut away my meat.
“That frown is gonna cost ya honey,
You have three seconds to show those teeth
Do...
Starving, I consumed every morsel,
every drop I drank.
Instructed to stay quiet,
Mind my manners and never speak.
Never decline what’s been requested,
And never appear displeased.
Always take what I am gifted
With a smile upon my face.
And the only expressions permitted to be given
Are those of gratitude and thanks.
Every day, with words and fists like blades,
You cut away my meat.
“That frown is gonna cost ya honey,
You have three seconds to show those teeth
Do...
#abuse
#bittersweet
#dark
#death
#shame
54 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:45am
17th Nov 2024 5:45am
Broken Crayons - To My Friend Withers
To my friend Withers ..
The world is a canvas, vast and wide,
And we, like broken crayons, are tossed aside.
With edges cracked, our colours fade,
Yet still, we mark the paths we've made.
Once, we were untouched by sorrow,
Box of crayons, world of endless tomorrows,
Our colours danced across the sky,
Dreams so bright they seemed to fly.
But cruel hands cracked our wax,
Snapping edges, dulling tracks.
Still, we clung to what remained,
Even as our pieces scattered, stained.
Each mark etched deep within our soul, ...
The world is a canvas, vast and wide,
And we, like broken crayons, are tossed aside.
With edges cracked, our colours fade,
Yet still, we mark the paths we've made.
Once, we were untouched by sorrow,
Box of crayons, world of endless tomorrows,
Our colours danced across the sky,
Dreams so bright they seemed to fly.
But cruel hands cracked our wax,
Snapping edges, dulling tracks.
Still, we clung to what remained,
Even as our pieces scattered, stained.
Each mark etched deep within our soul, ...
#abuse
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
43 reads
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scatteredsilence
Poem Published
30th Oct 2024 4:17am
30th Oct 2024 4:17am
Sian.
(Prologue)
Sian looked at herself in the full length mirror fixed to the far wall of her room
She was of slim build with dark hair that reached her waist and had a slight curl to it
Her face was quite distictive displaying fine lines which added to her beauty and belied the traumatic life she had led
Her make up was bold, her clients preferred her painted up
It was Friday night and she was expecting a man known to most by the name of Bug
A nickname given due to his enormous eyes
Bug...
Sian looked at herself in the full length mirror fixed to the far wall of her room
She was of slim build with dark hair that reached her waist and had a slight curl to it
Her face was quite distictive displaying fine lines which added to her beauty and belied the traumatic life she had led
Her make up was bold, her clients preferred her painted up
It was Friday night and she was expecting a man known to most by the name of Bug
A nickname given due to his enormous eyes
Bug...
#abuse
#freedom
#LifeStruggles
51 reads
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 2:05am
22nd Oct 2024 2:05am
A Night of Horror Part 2 of 2
#abuse
#LifeChangingMoment
#passion
#rap
#sex
129 reads
3 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 1:41am
22nd Oct 2024 1:41am
A Night of Horror Part 1 of 2
#abuse
#LifeChangingMoment
#passion
#rap
#sex
97 reads
3 Comments
I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 7:43am
27th Sep 2024 7:43am
You cannot hide behind...
I watch the glow throw me back.
My mind knows past gashes and wounds.
Lie to me, make fake tears and trust.
It's not like I tried to paint the town red.
Treat me just as badly when we were not the darkest.
Sometimes we wished risks didn't end with blood.
Love it when snowfall meets blood.
Lie down and make angels behind your back.
Runes in the white hide all the wounds.
Dust of water is snow, Dusk in times of Trust.
Bled dust stained the snow soul red.
Farthest hope...
My mind knows past gashes and wounds.
Lie to me, make fake tears and trust.
It's not like I tried to paint the town red.
Treat me just as badly when we were not the darkest.
Sometimes we wished risks didn't end with blood.
Love it when snowfall meets blood.
Lie down and make angels behind your back.
Runes in the white hide all the wounds.
Dust of water is snow, Dusk in times of Trust.
Bled dust stained the snow soul red.
Farthest hope...
#abuse
#depression
#PTSD #SelfHarm
#PTSD #SelfHarm
200 reads
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 2:50pm
19th Aug 2024 2:50pm
A Sister’s Secret
#abuse
#dark
#sex
99 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
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LunaDahlia
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 10:34am
18th Aug 2024 10:34am
Insignia: The Light's Lament
#abuse
#death
#MeToo #revenge
#MeToo #revenge
75 reads
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 11:36am
16th Aug 2024 11:36am
Billiard Ball #1
She's waiting on line at a grocery store
She's buying a few items for dinner tonight
When she pulled out her wallet, she dropped her billiard ball she carries with her at all times
It was rolling away
The number on it was "1"
This was from a pool table she had many many years ago
She kept it because it symbolizes a time in her life
Her husband was a very very nasty and abusive man
There were numerous times she was violently attacked & raped
Many times their daughter witnessed this abuse
One time in...
She's buying a few items for dinner tonight
When she pulled out her wallet, she dropped her billiard ball she carries with her at all times
It was rolling away
The number on it was "1"
This was from a pool table she had many many years ago
She kept it because it symbolizes a time in her life
Her husband was a very very nasty and abusive man
There were numerous times she was violently attacked & raped
Many times their daughter witnessed this abuse
One time in...
#abuse
#fiction
#marriage
#ShortStory
#violence
105 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 8:20pm
6th Aug 2024 8:20pm
Always f**k your wife & girlfriend at the same time
#abuse
#girlfriend
#orgasm
#porn
#wife
237 reads
2 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 6:00am
17th Jul 2024 6:00am
Mommy, Why Didn't You Love Me...?
We’re counting on you, Diana,” Alia stated. “We know you can do it.”
“You’re so stupid!” my mom is saying in these horrible flashbacks.
“Grow up, grow up!” My dad spanked me hard as I cry tears no truly cares about.
“You’re such a brat.”
“Wear a bra, bitch.”
“You’re just looking for problems!”
“So ungrateful!”
Alia is asking me to do the unthinkable. She believes in me. Someone finally believes in me…
She wants me to go back to the house where it all happened. Cameras are all set up there. I know what will...
“You’re so stupid!” my mom is saying in these horrible flashbacks.
“Grow up, grow up!” My dad spanked me hard as I cry tears no truly cares about.
“You’re such a brat.”
“Wear a bra, bitch.”
“You’re just looking for problems!”
“So ungrateful!”
Alia is asking me to do the unthinkable. She believes in me. Someone finally believes in me…
She wants me to go back to the house where it all happened. Cameras are all set up there. I know what will...
#abuse
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Abuse
