Poems about Hurt
#hurt
Emotional poems about hurt. Here you'll find poetry about heartbreak, rejection, loss and feeling hurt. Poems about the sadness and trauma of going through emotional pain and anguish.
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:49pm
Yesterday 9:49pm
Carbon monoxide
#dark
#hurt
#suffering
14 reads
2 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:35pm
11th Apr 2025 10:35pm
I Despise You Quietly
I've got years of hate
tucked inside my hood,
piercing my ears quietly,
ranting about how deeply I despise
every inch of your being,
cells and veins, flesh and blood,
muscles and bones, organs and voice.
Gasping out odium for the breath you take
when I can't inhale mine
without you clawing through my mind.
Bleeding disgust through my eyes,
when I catch sight of you
smiling with no remorse
at the corpse I’ve swathed into a mummy.
And I despise all of you even more
when I'm pretending I don't.
tucked inside my hood,
piercing my ears quietly,
ranting about how deeply I despise
every inch of your being,
cells and veins, flesh and blood,
muscles and bones, organs and voice.
Gasping out odium for the breath you take
when I can't inhale mine
without you clawing through my mind.
Bleeding disgust through my eyes,
when I catch sight of you
smiling with no remorse
at the corpse I’ve swathed into a mummy.
And I despise all of you even more
when I'm pretending I don't.
#hate
#hurt
75 reads
PAR
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 12:23pm
11th Apr 2025 12:23pm
Histamine
Histamine whispers flood the night.
Dreams swell with crimson tides.
A storm ignites beneath the skin.
Unrest cradles the soul within.
Shadows move in jagged waves.
Where fevered echoes dig their graves.
Fractured thoughts, a poisoned stream.
Drowning deep in histamine dreams.
The pulse quickens, the air grows thin.
A chaos blooms where calm had been.
Nightmares twist, a sickly gleam.
Histamine dreams, the silent scream.
Dreams swell with crimson tides.
A storm ignites beneath the skin.
Unrest cradles the soul within.
Shadows move in jagged waves.
Where fevered echoes dig their graves.
Fractured thoughts, a poisoned stream.
Drowning deep in histamine dreams.
The pulse quickens, the air grows thin.
A chaos blooms where calm had been.
Nightmares twist, a sickly gleam.
Histamine dreams, the silent scream.
#hurt
#illness
#reading
#silence
#WritingPoetry
43 reads
4 Comments
StarlaMaris
Starla Maris
Starla Maris
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 1:15pm
6th Apr 2025 1:15pm
Wild woman
I run wild and free
You run scared and flee
You may try to deny
The fire that burns in our eyes
When we look at each other
You know you want to make me your lover
But we both know what that would mean
So you disappear it would seem
At least I know when passion arises
I face the fire regardless of demises
Because I want to live life how I should
The way I know we could
Whose afraid of little old me
Everyone so I’ll let them be
You run scared and flee
You may try to deny
The fire that burns in our eyes
When we look at each other
You know you want to make me your lover
But we both know what that would mean
So you disappear it would seem
At least I know when passion arises
I face the fire regardless of demises
Because I want to live life how I should
The way I know we could
Whose afraid of little old me
Everyone so I’ll let them be
#hurt
#love
#passion
69 reads
0 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 12:57pm
6th Apr 2025 12:57pm
Honestly
There's nothing more true,
On how much,
I only needed you.
:(
On how much,
I only needed you.
:(
#hurt
72 reads
0 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
Touch
A touch can last
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
#fear
#hurt
#memories #violence
#memories #violence
93 reads
ShaleeSue
Shalee
Shalee
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 6:31am
5th Apr 2025 6:31am
Blanket
I cleared the last of my things
from grandmother’s house.
Drawers coughed up receipts.
The closets held the breath
of people who died standing.
And there—
your blanket.
Folded like a flag.
Too clean.
Like someone still believes
you’re coming back.
It smelled like you.
That synthetic, animal smell
something that wouldn’t be washed.
I hate you.
It fits in my mouth like a coin.
My body remembered you
before I did.
Knees gave.
Teeth locked.
You’re...
from grandmother’s house.
Drawers coughed up receipts.
The closets held the breath
of people who died standing.
And there—
your blanket.
Folded like a flag.
Too clean.
Like someone still believes
you’re coming back.
It smelled like you.
That synthetic, animal smell
something that wouldn’t be washed.
I hate you.
It fits in my mouth like a coin.
My body remembered you
before I did.
Knees gave.
Teeth locked.
You’re...
#emotional
#emptiness
#grief
#hate
#hurt
61 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 3:26am
5th Apr 2025 3:26am
Water Over Rocks
Sometimes we find ourselves involved in creating, the wrong kind of a relationship, that will eventually create an environment of despair, and loneliness with emptyness. But yet it's not a situation that you can make it right when it has been wrong. Sometimes a relationship is like water over to rocks running smoothly like water over glass. YET it's appears as thought everything was fine, but yet behind close doors 🚪 As Hell has no fury like the feelings of a lost love, due to deception filled with anger and hatred and self destruction. For the worst thing you can do to someone, is...
#despair
#emptiness
#hurt
#loneliness
#suicide
92 reads
2 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 00:35am
5th Apr 2025 00:35am
Quieting Void
I’ve let that flicker in my eyes die
with every hour I spent waiting
for someone else’s match to ignite mine,
until it burned me into ashes,
the flame faded,
and the match shriveled
into nothing.
The darkness welcomed me,
each time with no interlude.
Embracing what was left of me,
promising a way out of the matchbox,
a way to the quieting void.
with every hour I spent waiting
for someone else’s match to ignite mine,
until it burned me into ashes,
the flame faded,
and the match shriveled
into nothing.
The darkness welcomed me,
each time with no interlude.
Embracing what was left of me,
promising a way out of the matchbox,
a way to the quieting void.
#dark
#despair
#hurt #SelfWorth
#hurt #SelfWorth
59 reads
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 10:26pm
4th Apr 2025 10:26pm
it was never meant to hurt like this
Tell me, tell me
love isn't supposed
to hurt like this
I ache
and tremble
you've become the panic attack
my veins call home
but I'm not a junkie
for this love anymore
I'm not a junkie for you
Or at least that's what
I tell myself
once the shakes start
and I want to rip my skin to shreds
with these prolonged withdrawals
I don't need you, I don't need you
I don't need
...
you
If this is the way we hurt
I don't want it
I will forsake the...
love isn't supposed
to hurt like this
I ache
and tremble
you've become the panic attack
my veins call home
but I'm not a junkie
for this love anymore
I'm not a junkie for you
Or at least that's what
I tell myself
once the shakes start
and I want to rip my skin to shreds
with these prolonged withdrawals
I don't need you, I don't need you
I don't need
...
you
If this is the way we hurt
I don't want it
I will forsake the...
#hurt
#love
93 reads
2 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:29am
3rd Apr 2025 2:29am
Amnesia and the taste of pleather
My love notes on your shirt
grew as sticky
as the air
in my wasted lungs
and the feel of your
forehead against mine
scared the shit out of me. again.
angered me. again.
fucked me up in what I
can only brand as the
flavor of
us;
and our version of love
is poison in a diet-coke can
served ice-fucking cold
again.
your warm mouth traced
hope on my...
grew as sticky
as the air
in my wasted lungs
and the feel of your
forehead against mine
scared the shit out of me. again.
angered me. again.
fucked me up in what I
can only brand as the
flavor of
us;
and our version of love
is poison in a diet-coke can
served ice-fucking cold
again.
your warm mouth traced
hope on my...
#forgiveness
#hope
#hurt
#lust
#obsession
172 reads
10 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 8:39pm
2nd Apr 2025 8:39pm
but can you l*ve me in the dark
I couldn’t pay the light bill
when you left
so I stand in the dark
like a wraith
waiting for a taste
of an unwilling soul
and you came in
using your cell-phone flashlight
like you were in a rock concert,
or hunting for buried treasure,
or seeking initials carved into
a dusty mantle.
my pupils split as you
brought harsh light
into a world
only lit by missed dreams
small plinks of blood
puddled against my
shoeless feet,
my fingers
splintered cacti ...
when you left
so I stand in the dark
like a wraith
waiting for a taste
of an unwilling soul
and you came in
using your cell-phone flashlight
like you were in a rock concert,
or hunting for buried treasure,
or seeking initials carved into
a dusty mantle.
my pupils split as you
brought harsh light
into a world
only lit by missed dreams
small plinks of blood
puddled against my
shoeless feet,
my fingers
splintered cacti ...
#hurt
#obsession
#passion
153 reads
8 Comments
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