Poems About Abuse by Top Critiquers
#abuse
An Angel's Prayer
It's time to break the pattern to which I was born
I'm tired of being mentally worn
Living with the evidence of my parents physical scorn
In clothes long past torn, my hopes nearly all gone
Searching past the future for a reason to look up
Having known only one side of luck
What should be obvious is easily over looked
How can you walk so straight and leave a path so crooked
"I can remember" is something to easily said
Especially when reminiscing with someone in your stage
But in the book of life there's...
I'm tired of being mentally worn
Living with the evidence of my parents physical scorn
In clothes long past torn, my hopes nearly all gone
Searching past the future for a reason to look up
Having known only one side of luck
What should be obvious is easily over looked
How can you walk so straight and leave a path so crooked
"I can remember" is something to easily said
Especially when reminiscing with someone in your stage
But in the book of life there's...
#dark
#abuse
#death
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easier done than said
what happened in the
past happened
it will always have
happened
it will never not not
have happened
what are we to do
then?
live...
past happened
it will always have
happened
it will never not not
have happened
what are we to do
then?
live...
#abuse
#responsibility
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3 years a stalker
Waiting, watching, preying, stalking.
You had me in your clutches
You had me in your trap
No matter which route I head
There’s no way getting back
Chasing, coursing, tracking, hunting.
You broke me just as you wished
You broke me beyond repair
However I try to fix this
Forever in your lair
Taunting, teasing, crushing, squeezing.
Wanted me all to yourself
Wanted me as your slave
Well you’ve chosen the wrong girl
I’ll never be yours babe
Grabbing, choking, screaming,...
You had me in your clutches
You had me in your trap
No matter which route I head
There’s no way getting back
Chasing, coursing, tracking, hunting.
You broke me just as you wished
You broke me beyond repair
However I try to fix this
Forever in your lair
Taunting, teasing, crushing, squeezing.
Wanted me all to yourself
Wanted me as your slave
Well you’ve chosen the wrong girl
I’ll never be yours babe
Grabbing, choking, screaming,...
#abuse
#myself
#SelfReflection #manipulation
#SelfReflection #manipulation
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Dark Horse
I was thirty, when I was ten.
~
When you anointed me, with fists
it caused me a crown
When the points brought blood
you drew liquid red slashes
upon my downturned cheeks
Then you paraded me around the room
pulling me along by my matted hair
With each stumble, reminding me
that if I fell yet again
I wouldn't walk anymore that day
As fear would cause me to stay
down
The oddest part, including the other things
was how the lights were always on
and always during the day ...
~
When you anointed me, with fists
it caused me a crown
When the points brought blood
you drew liquid red slashes
upon my downturned cheeks
Then you paraded me around the room
pulling me along by my matted hair
With each stumble, reminding me
that if I fell yet again
I wouldn't walk anymore that day
As fear would cause me to stay
down
The oddest part, including the other things
was how the lights were always on
and always during the day ...
#abuse
#escape
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His Prisoner
I am trapped in his prison
And I’m almost passing out
Because I haven’t been sleeping
I’ve been living on stimulants
And I haven’t been eating
Meals replaced with cigarettes
Muscles cramping from straining
To continue their daily tasks
While I hide in the dark
And face my own nightmares
I choose to lose sleep and to starve
If it means I can work through this
Fucked up scenario in my head
That speaks in double standards
Confusion questioning my sanity
He manipulates with profanity
...
And I’m almost passing out
Because I haven’t been sleeping
I’ve been living on stimulants
And I haven’t been eating
Meals replaced with cigarettes
Muscles cramping from straining
To continue their daily tasks
While I hide in the dark
And face my own nightmares
I choose to lose sleep and to starve
If it means I can work through this
Fucked up scenario in my head
That speaks in double standards
Confusion questioning my sanity
He manipulates with profanity
...
#abuse
#despair
#suffering
#DomesticViolence
#fear
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Ian
#sex
#abuse
#SelfWorth #risk
#SelfWorth #risk
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The Truth doesnt always Set you free.....
Ive been a victim, once again
when in the fuck will this ever end?
Ive been groped by a family members husband....
shes my bestie, my blood, my "sister"
What do you say? How does it come up?
I chose to hide it, shove it aside
Handle it, privately...be tough...
Told him Id kill him if he ever touched me again
Then that was it, yet I hear things of others
so why didnt I speak up?
A family member is dying
fuck cancer....
Sister called me...
when in the fuck will this ever end?
Ive been groped by a family members husband....
shes my bestie, my blood, my "sister"
What do you say? How does it come up?
I chose to hide it, shove it aside
Handle it, privately...be tough...
Told him Id kill him if he ever touched me again
Then that was it, yet I hear things of others
so why didnt I speak up?
A family member is dying
fuck cancer....
Sister called me...
#family
#abuse
#honesty
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Not A Rap
This is not a rap
It's not a rap
Yeah, you wanna rap
I know you wanna rap
Rap me on the head
With something you got
Lying in your toolshed
You treat me like
I'm some old hag
Then you try to use me
For a punching bag
You're the worse man
That I ever had
You wanna rap
You dirty rat
This is not a rap
We, no we don't rap
you wanna hit me
With a baseball bat
but you can't
I'm tired...
It's not a rap
Yeah, you wanna rap
I know you wanna rap
Rap me on the head
With something you got
Lying in your toolshed
You treat me like
I'm some old hag
Then you try to use me
For a punching bag
You're the worse man
That I ever had
You wanna rap
You dirty rat
This is not a rap
We, no we don't rap
you wanna hit me
With a baseball bat
but you can't
I'm tired...
#anger
#violence
#abuse
#disappointment
#DomesticViolence
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I burned that f**ker down
I finally did it.
Took all the napalm stored up in my heart --
the apologies, the fears
the pleas, the tears
the sleepless nights
the silent fights
confessions, concessions
questions and obsessions
childhood trauma
relationship drama
petty suspicions
demands and conditions
intrusive thoughts
oughts and naughts
accusations
intimidations
myth and mystery
ancient history
wounds and scars
snuffed out stars
bad excuses
old abuses
daddy issues
bloody tissues --
All the...
Took all the napalm stored up in my heart --
the apologies, the fears
the pleas, the tears
the sleepless nights
the silent fights
confessions, concessions
questions and obsessions
childhood trauma
relationship drama
petty suspicions
demands and conditions
intrusive thoughts
oughts and naughts
accusations
intimidations
myth and mystery
ancient history
wounds and scars
snuffed out stars
bad excuses
old abuses
daddy issues
bloody tissues --
All the...
#anger
#relationships
#secrets
#abuse
#fire
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Of queens and pawns
She tried to turn it into a game,
making it even more hurtful
when even my 7 year old self
understood enough
to know better
yet still longed to play, anyway
Eventually it was time
to fully dismantle,
taking whatever little hands could carry;
it sparked flashbacks—
reminding
how the four of us
had dreamily done this...all
before
Been made to throw away
or told to leave our favorite things behind; ...
making it even more hurtful
when even my 7 year old self
understood enough
to know better
yet still longed to play, anyway
Eventually it was time
to fully dismantle,
taking whatever little hands could carry;
it sparked flashbacks—
reminding
how the four of us
had dreamily done this...all
before
Been made to throw away
or told to leave our favorite things behind; ...
#father
#childhood
#abuse
#TruthOfLife
#manipulation
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Twilight's slave
I was sitting in my room so alone.
Tracing the lines, each leading to the next.
Each one may start as a straight line.
But so often a room holds so many secrets.
All those years of accreted injury.
Perhaps blood can be transformed into air.
And the smell of it lingers, at least for you.
Because that was your coping mechanism.
From the crows that fed on your flesh.
They picked at it so sharply, it hurt.
Until eventually it became a need.
And the corners can definitely be brooding.
Especially when the drum beats your hips. ...
Tracing the lines, each leading to the next.
Each one may start as a straight line.
But so often a room holds so many secrets.
All those years of accreted injury.
Perhaps blood can be transformed into air.
And the smell of it lingers, at least for you.
Because that was your coping mechanism.
From the crows that fed on your flesh.
They picked at it so sharply, it hurt.
Until eventually it became a need.
And the corners can definitely be brooding.
Especially when the drum beats your hips. ...
#childhood
#abuse
#SelfReflection
#suffering
#SelfWorth
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Wicked Evicted
Never quite contented
memories segmented
reverence lamented
facades were invented
Innocence neglected
unsafe and tormented
fearfulness augmented
dread firmly cemented
A devil descended
images redented
pure evil detected
a presence detested
Advances unwanted
a trauma untreated
the terrors repeated
claiming space unrented
Survival intended
from what is demented
such cruelty dissented
abuse not consented
Few options presented
invasion contended
endurance...
memories segmented
reverence lamented
facades were invented
Innocence neglected
unsafe and tormented
fearfulness augmented
dread firmly cemented
A devil descended
images redented
pure evil detected
a presence detested
Advances unwanted
a trauma untreated
the terrors repeated
claiming space unrented
Survival intended
from what is demented
such cruelty dissented
abuse not consented
Few options presented
invasion contended
endurance...
#dark
#abuse
#despair
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