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.
tree1325
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Poem Published
Today 3:54am
Today 3:54am
The Call of the Void
Aching, yearning, pulling
Fighting, claiming,
Calling
Always around, always demanding
To be known, acknowledged
Hidden in the dark. No, it is
The dark, oh, enticing danger
Personal, so close, that’s just
How things work, gotta dig the
Claws in, see the shimmering blood
To know all that can be known,
Inside and out
A possessive love, the worst
Of all, sickly sweet, nothing
That you need but everything you
Want. Draining, drowning. Nothing
And everything, all at once
The pit of...
Fighting, claiming,
Calling
Always around, always demanding
To be known, acknowledged
Hidden in the dark. No, it is
The dark, oh, enticing danger
Personal, so close, that’s just
How things work, gotta dig the
Claws in, see the shimmering blood
To know all that can be known,
Inside and out
A possessive love, the worst
Of all, sickly sweet, nothing
That you need but everything you
Want. Draining, drowning. Nothing
And everything, all at once
The pit of...
#dark
#emotions
#hurt #loneliness
#hurt #loneliness
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Darkness_Fiend
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 10:00am
11th Jan 2025 10:00am
(46) Lost, Lonely & High 01.01.2025 @ 5:56pm
Feeling hopeless once again!
I got some things on my mind.
Still on the run and under the influence!
I aim high just to hit rock bottom.
I confess that I’m still chopping lines.
Without you here, it doesn’t feel right.
I don’t see the point in getting high.
If you’re not here, then why?
Down here missing my little brother
Resentment growing deeper towards my mother
I can’t stand to look in the mirror
I hate pretending like my mind seems clearer
I’m struggling in my life.
All I think about is getting high. ...
I got some things on my mind.
Still on the run and under the influence!
I aim high just to hit rock bottom.
I confess that I’m still chopping lines.
Without you here, it doesn’t feel right.
I don’t see the point in getting high.
If you’re not here, then why?
Down here missing my little brother
Resentment growing deeper towards my mother
I can’t stand to look in the mirror
I hate pretending like my mind seems clearer
I’m struggling in my life.
All I think about is getting high. ...
#depression
#hurt
22 reads
Darkness_Fiend
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 9:57am
11th Jan 2025 9:57am
(45) Please Forgive Me Little Brother 03.31.2024 @ 9:56am
#death
#depression
#grief
#hurt
#sadness
13 reads
rubyredheart
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 5:17am
11th Jan 2025 5:17am
Hurting
This can’t go on
This hurting
And being hurt
Bashing into a wall
Of doubt
Until I can’t remember anymore
If I am a good person
Having caused others such doubts…
Bring a hug…
Bring a break from
these pointless endeavors…
I just need to sink softly
Into your quiet arms
& rest against
your firm strong chest
I need to feel safe & loved again.
My god, I Miss You So Much!
This hurting
And being hurt
Bashing into a wall
Of doubt
Until I can’t remember anymore
If I am a good person
Having caused others such doubts…
Bring a hug…
Bring a break from
these pointless endeavors…
I just need to sink softly
Into your quiet arms
& rest against
your firm strong chest
I need to feel safe & loved again.
My god, I Miss You So Much!
#hurt
#IMissYou
#sadness
29 reads
Lilliputian
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 4:25pm
9th Jan 2025 4:25pm
Bruise the Bruised
Her presence is haunting the air,
a shadow of pain and pureness
mangled by torments.
I see her behind every little girl’s gaze,
staring at me with agony,
longing for a way out of my life.
I see her in the corner of the room
crying in her head, with palms on her face
and no shoulder to lean on.
I see her when I close my eyes,
infiltrating my dreams,
as if they are a playground for the dead.
I see her lifeless photos
in the worn-out album,
wishing for me to set her free.
I see...
a shadow of pain and pureness
mangled by torments.
I see her behind every little girl’s gaze,
staring at me with agony,
longing for a way out of my life.
I see her in the corner of the room
crying in her head, with palms on her face
and no shoulder to lean on.
I see her when I close my eyes,
infiltrating my dreams,
as if they are a playground for the dead.
I see her lifeless photos
in the worn-out album,
wishing for me to set her free.
I see...
#hurt
79 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 12:22pm
9th Jan 2025 12:22pm
Grief Stricken
Nothing left to be said
Words no longer have meaning
They have outran their purpose
There will be nothing left but silence
A silence that shall remain forever
No feelings left whatsoever
I will drown in my chosen solitude
Courtesy of my simplistic existence
Light no longer exists in my world
Darkness is all I now live for
Unknown path, am I heading towards something?
Or will I forever drift into an eternity of nothing?
Words no longer have meaning
They have outran their purpose
There will be nothing left but silence
A silence that shall remain forever
No feelings left whatsoever
I will drown in my chosen solitude
Courtesy of my simplistic existence
Light no longer exists in my world
Darkness is all I now live for
Unknown path, am I heading towards something?
Or will I forever drift into an eternity of nothing?
#dark
#grief
#hurt
#sadness
#spiritual
69 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 10:14am
8th Jan 2025 10:14am
The Assist
Hurt creates anger
Anger triggers oppressed thoughts
Lend someone a hand
Anger triggers oppressed thoughts
Lend someone a hand
#friendship
#hurt
#oppression
#senryu
#support
51 reads
13 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 9:48pm
6th Jan 2025 9:48pm
I cant cry anymore.
I cant cry anymore.
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
47 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 1:19am
5th Jan 2025 1:19am
FiNd OuR WaY
*instrumental solo Acoustic**
It must be your eyes, pulling me in
It feels so surreal, like I'm caught again
And I won't deny, I've crossed the line
But it’s not the place, it's not the time
for peace of mind, for peace of mind
Everything’s so loud, then fades away
Now you're close, but you won’t stay
I don’t want this, remember that
I’ll hold the scars, where you left that
I don't want this , remember that
Remember that
Remember that
Don’t let the light fade out
Crimson tides, they crash and shout ...
It must be your eyes, pulling me in
It feels so surreal, like I'm caught again
And I won't deny, I've crossed the line
But it’s not the place, it's not the time
for peace of mind, for peace of mind
Everything’s so loud, then fades away
Now you're close, but you won’t stay
I don’t want this, remember that
I’ll hold the scars, where you left that
I don't want this , remember that
Remember that
Remember that
Don’t let the light fade out
Crimson tides, they crash and shout ...
#hope
#hurt
#love
56 reads
0 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
He worked hard for his money...
The fatigue shows in his eyes...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
#hurt
#illness
#LifeStruggles
46 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Bumped 4th Jan 2025 2:11am
14th Dec 2024 11:45pm
14th Dec 2024 11:45pm
Again
#hurt
#PTSD
#sex
76 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 11:49am
3rd Jan 2025 11:49am
3:15 AM
You're alive but in this room you're a ghost
The last few nights you have come to haunt me
It's 3:15 am
The room is getting smaller
I think about what they did to you
I tried to make you see that I was different
Maybe you saw something I didn't see
Perhaps you saw them in my eyes
I'll never see you again
It's never been the same
I feel like I have failed
So old & final
This night breaks Father Time's nose
The last few nights you have come to haunt me
It's 3:15 am
The room is getting smaller
I think about what they did to you
I tried to make you see that I was different
Maybe you saw something I didn't see
Perhaps you saw them in my eyes
I'll never see you again
It's never been the same
I feel like I have failed
So old & final
This night breaks Father Time's nose
#hurt
#memories
#relationships #sleep
#relationships #sleep
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