Poems About Abuse by Top Critiquers
#abuse
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:02pm
14th Jan 2025 9:02pm
I can't tell you it's love
You call me
looking for answers
but wanting reassurances
that your heart beats the right way
and that your boyfriend
isn't a manipulative
semi-violent fucktard
unable to manage his insecurities
I tell you our childhoods
make us colourblind
and that for all the good green days
the red shine brighter
than your eyes (and heart)
can see
I would tell you
you're codependent
but you already know that
and it would make me a hypocrite
There are too many reasons
we stay when...
looking for answers
but wanting reassurances
that your heart beats the right way
and that your boyfriend
isn't a manipulative
semi-violent fucktard
unable to manage his insecurities
I tell you our childhoods
make us colourblind
and that for all the good green days
the red shine brighter
than your eyes (and heart)
can see
I would tell you
you're codependent
but you already know that
and it would make me a hypocrite
There are too many reasons
we stay when...
#abuse
#BestFriend
#DomesticViolence #support
#DomesticViolence #support
105 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
Child
I was a child
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
#abuse
#anger
#healing
172 reads
21 Comments
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
194 reads
3 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
108 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 3:15pm
13th Jan 2025 3:15pm
Like an Echo
"She should be like a town clock — keep time and observe regularity. She should not, however, like a town clock, speak so loudly that all the town may hear her.
She should be like a snail — prudent, and keep within her own house.
She should not be like a snail — carry all she has upon her back.
She should be like an echo — speak when spoken to.
But she should not be like an echo — determined always to have the last word." - "Three Wifely Virtues", The Australian Woman's Mirror, 24/02/1925
A snail slimes across a leaf,
Its hearth and...
She should be like a snail — prudent, and keep within her own house.
She should not be like a snail — carry all she has upon her back.
She should be like an echo — speak when spoken to.
But she should not be like an echo — determined always to have the last word." - "Three Wifely Virtues", The Australian Woman's Mirror, 24/02/1925
A snail slimes across a leaf,
Its hearth and...
#abuse
#feminism
#historical #marriage
#historical #marriage
99 reads
2 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 2:50pm
19th Aug 2024 2:50pm
A Sister’s Secret
#abuse
#dark
#sex
153 reads
2 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
26th Jul 2022 9:58pm
26th Jul 2022 9:58pm
I Escaped, But Only Just - Part 18: Into The Fire
#teens
#abuse
#bullying
#memories
#risk
425 reads
9 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 3:49pm
8th Jan 2019 3:49pm
Medusa: Furious Rapture
#abuse
#revenge
525 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
9th Jun 2019 9:00am
9th Jun 2019 9:00am
The Nun
#violence
#abuse
#scary
#nightmares
#BDSM
705 reads
5 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
4th Feb 2024 8:19am
4th Feb 2024 8:19am
Ode to my Mother
My mother in the depths of her pain and sorrow
had a strength and tenacity that all should borrow
selfless sacrifices should be an example to follow
she was stoic to the end faithful to her vow
she endured her husband cruel blows
shielding her children from his punches
waking up with black eyes and bleeding nose
enduring the pain as she went about her chores
she was a lynch pin, holding everyone together
loving my wayward brothers even as they wandered
working in the paddy field to feed them
thatching the roofs to keep us all...
had a strength and tenacity that all should borrow
selfless sacrifices should be an example to follow
she was stoic to the end faithful to her vow
she endured her husband cruel blows
shielding her children from his punches
waking up with black eyes and bleeding nose
enduring the pain as she went about her chores
she was a lynch pin, holding everyone together
loving my wayward brothers even as they wandered
working in the paddy field to feed them
thatching the roofs to keep us all...
#mother
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
257 reads
20 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 1:14pm
24th Feb 2024 1:14pm
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
250 reads
2 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2021 6:38am
2nd Nov 2021 6:38am
Horror Story
they say pull yourself up by the bootstraps
all while whipping your back
can't say a thing
because then you'll feel bad
made to believe you did something wrong
even when you know you're in the right
they'll threaten
they'll accuse
a modern day story of David and Goliath
you'll start to lose hope
start thinking maybe it's you
because you have bills
and people to feed
trying to walk the line of perfection
and frustration
as if you ever had a choice
like what you do will ever be enough
but it isn't
and it...
all while whipping your back
can't say a thing
because then you'll feel bad
made to believe you did something wrong
even when you know you're in the right
they'll threaten
they'll accuse
a modern day story of David and Goliath
you'll start to lose hope
start thinking maybe it's you
because you have bills
and people to feed
trying to walk the line of perfection
and frustration
as if you ever had a choice
like what you do will ever be enough
but it isn't
and it...
#abuse
#frustration
524 reads
3 Comments
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