Poems About Abuse by Top Critiquers
#abuse
On and on and on...
He was pussy whipped
All of his friends & father knew it and gave him a hard time
He couldn't go anywhere without her inviting herself along
They fought and fucked all the time
He loved her and hated her
He wanted to bash her skull in
She made him feel weak
She made him feel like he wasn't in control of his life
He started to hate her all the time
One night he hit her
Mutual disbelief registered on both their faces
He started hitting her all the time
The more he hit her, the more he loved her
He was in love again
In...
All of his friends & father knew it and gave him a hard time
He couldn't go anywhere without her inviting herself along
They fought and fucked all the time
He loved her and hated her
He wanted to bash her skull in
She made him feel weak
She made him feel like he wasn't in control of his life
He started to hate her all the time
One night he hit her
Mutual disbelief registered on both their faces
He started hitting her all the time
The more he hit her, the more he loved her
He was in love again
In...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#marriage
#motivational
#sex
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So Many Concerns
Made a lane change in the argument
Slight miscalculation of what was said
Saw the fist making it’s usual descent
Punches connected like bolts of dread
Rage always seems to claim her face
Light is eclipsed in transforming eyes
The calm before the darkest embrace
When she removes her normal disguise
Soon all the anger will go into remission
Ride out the storm until reason returns
Knowing how to remedy this condition
Her love comes with so many concerns
Slight miscalculation of what was said
Saw the fist making it’s usual descent
Punches connected like bolts of dread
Rage always seems to claim her face
Light is eclipsed in transforming eyes
The calm before the darkest embrace
When she removes her normal disguise
Soon all the anger will go into remission
Ride out the storm until reason returns
Knowing how to remedy this condition
Her love comes with so many concerns
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
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20 Comments
Your Place of Peace
When night falls
When your breath stills
When your last memory of me isn’t the shadow you see
The place I hold for you in my heart
Will still be waiting for you
When your breath stills
When your last memory of me isn’t the shadow you see
The place I hold for you in my heart
Will still be waiting for you
#abuse
#death
#forgiveness #mother
#forgiveness #mother
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tears of the forgotten
I wept...you drank my tears
my sorrow made you drunk
you raped what was left of my feelings
then left me holding them in my hands
so little and so small
they weren't big enough to hold me up
to walk out the door
my sorrow made you drunk
you raped what was left of my feelings
then left me holding them in my hands
so little and so small
they weren't big enough to hold me up
to walk out the door
#sadness
#love
#abuse
#MeToo
#hurt
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12 Comments
THE FAILURES OF BED THERAPY
#abuse
#bullying
#ignorance
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
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3 Comments
Hunting Bunting
V1
All is not well since everything is blurry..
Suspenseful melody playing in my head is sending me frenzy..
Something very nasty happening in my study..
Same melody playing in my mind is sounding noisy..
My inner turmoil just keep on
trending..
Before I know am in so much trouble..
I was assigned to detect a guy..
Once I was told my lead I know this is a mission impossible..
Soon as I learned my lead i know my mission is not possible..
This Guy who lives in disguise how can i know he's a guest in my agenda?.. ...
All is not well since everything is blurry..
Suspenseful melody playing in my head is sending me frenzy..
Something very nasty happening in my study..
Same melody playing in my mind is sounding noisy..
My inner turmoil just keep on
trending..
Before I know am in so much trouble..
I was assigned to detect a guy..
Once I was told my lead I know this is a mission impossible..
Soon as I learned my lead i know my mission is not possible..
This Guy who lives in disguise how can i know he's a guest in my agenda?.. ...
#sadness
#grief
#abuse
#despair
#suffering
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0 Comments
Why not be honest
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️. For sure I would like to tell a real life story of the deepness, that does happen sometimes in life. 🙏 For sure what I have to say will really blow your mind. 🧠 FOR sure let the story teller begin, now sit back and try to understand 🤨wholeheartedly what I'm about to say to you 🤔 There will come a time in each of our lives, something will have a profound affect upon you in ways, that you will never truly understand or imagine. 🤨 Now let's begin from the beginning...
#abuse
#despair
#FeelingLost
#sadness
#secrets
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Here's some flowers
I am sorry I set the fire-
burnt the house down
after beating you with fists
of untruth and innuendo ( again )
I am sorry ( again )
for accusing your innocent act
of being a derogatory intent -
I tend to make everything about myself
when paranoia gets the best -
especially when you make me angry ( again ).
But, here! Here are some flowers
to make it all better ( again )!
I offer them publicly - with an apology
in...
burnt the house down
after beating you with fists
of untruth and innuendo ( again )
I am sorry ( again )
for accusing your innocent act
of being a derogatory intent -
I tend to make everything about myself
when paranoia gets the best -
especially when you make me angry ( again ).
But, here! Here are some flowers
to make it all better ( again )!
I offer them publicly - with an apology
in...
#lies
#abuse
#bullying
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54 Comments
Triggers
Momma rocking in her rocking chair while watching Jimmy sexually abuse me goes back a generation to Grandma in a rocker while Mom's dad (Grandpa Lou) raped her. It took years of panic and a confession by my mother to figure this out! She died maintaining that I was a promiscuous Lolita who seduced and took advange of relatives, her friends and our neighbors. YEAH, MOM I WAS A 4 YEAR OLD WHORE! Even the words...Mom, Momma and Mommy used to trigger me!
I don't remember my first vaginal rape and I don't count it as sex since it wasn't consensual. I lost my virginity at age 17. I...
I don't remember my first vaginal rape and I don't count it as sex since it wasn't consensual. I lost my virginity at age 17. I...
#abuse
#mother
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6 Comments
Dead Alive
I am wounds sliced open, oozing with emotional infections.
Your love now a rabid bacteria inside of me.
My heart is a terrain of scabs of you.
All the places you bludgeoned me with your rusted words.
I have died a million deaths without you,
But here I am still alive.
Your love now a rabid bacteria inside of me.
My heart is a terrain of scabs of you.
All the places you bludgeoned me with your rusted words.
I have died a million deaths without you,
But here I am still alive.
#heartbroken
#abuse
#hurt
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4 Comments
Programmed
I'm as sure as big women barefooted or wearing footies
As cutoff jeans in trailer parks and hoods with hoodies
As Ken and Karen leaving home prepared to attack
Yes as blacks in this country having a bullseye on their back
There are kids in this world that have heard words unslurred
No difference psychologically than when crack or meth purred
Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds
A father of my father, mother of my mother, may have planted the seeds
Innocence met with violence is the way humanity is...
As cutoff jeans in trailer parks and hoods with hoodies
As Ken and Karen leaving home prepared to attack
Yes as blacks in this country having a bullseye on their back
There are kids in this world that have heard words unslurred
No difference psychologically than when crack or meth purred
Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds
A father of my father, mother of my mother, may have planted the seeds
Innocence met with violence is the way humanity is...
#abuse
#drugs
#humankind
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On C-PTSD
dreadfully slowly
Great things are
coming my way
but internally
not much has
changed the
ED remains
the traumas
that are the
root of it too
complex ptsd
not one, but 8
traumas that is
one was losing
my virginity to
a violent rape
that's a minor
one compared
to the others my
parents being by
far the worst of all
Great things are
coming my way
but internally
not much has
changed the
ED remains
the traumas
that are the
root of it too
complex ptsd
not one, but 8
traumas that is
one was losing
my virginity to
a violent rape
that's a minor
one compared
to the others my
parents being by
far the worst of all
#PTSD
#abuse
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