Least Read Poems About Hurt
#hurt
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Won
The precipice beckons invitingly
So easy to fall floating down gently
Like feathers of a goose flying south
Floating gently to earth errantly
Hold fast to common sense
Steel your self change your lenses
Think on lighter times past or future
Let the present permeate defenses
The eternal slumber weighs
Counting any number of days
Add the seconds carry the minutia
Fade to peace in any number of ways
The beginning is the end
And the end the beginning
It was always about the distance ...
So easy to fall floating down gently
Like feathers of a goose flying south
Floating gently to earth errantly
Hold fast to common sense
Steel your self change your lenses
Think on lighter times past or future
Let the present permeate defenses
The eternal slumber weighs
Counting any number of days
Add the seconds carry the minutia
Fade to peace in any number of ways
The beginning is the end
And the end the beginning
It was always about the distance ...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals #hurt
#LifeGoals #hurt
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The Poetry of Dying Slow
A foothold on the promised land
slipping away with the hourglass sand
into the river of what might have been
yesterdays never seen again
In the amber light of a cocktail night
three fingers of whiskey is quite alright
just about enough to slowly drown
all the sorrows from the way deep down
A heart of stone chiseled by needs
into a shape that no longer bleeds
droplets of love into an empty room
drift away on a red balloon
The shades of violet in a sky so blue
floating aimlessly without a clue
he won’t let...
slipping away with the hourglass sand
into the river of what might have been
yesterdays never seen again
In the amber light of a cocktail night
three fingers of whiskey is quite alright
just about enough to slowly drown
all the sorrows from the way deep down
A heart of stone chiseled by needs
into a shape that no longer bleeds
droplets of love into an empty room
drift away on a red balloon
The shades of violet in a sky so blue
floating aimlessly without a clue
he won’t let...
#sadness
#alcohol
#hurt
22 reads
12 Comments
And Some Like Life

#death
#FeelingLost
#hurt
33 reads
1 Comment
The Suck

#abuse
#anger
#hurt #violence
#hurt #violence
36 reads
6 Comments
Re-Birth(Reclaim?)
There she lies in shadow
Worn and bludgeoned
Petals trampled
Stem over trodden
Straighten with support
Add some hydration
Some nourishing food
Replant in loving bright sun
Repeat ...
Watch the most beautiful flower bloom over and over again ...
Worn and bludgeoned
Petals trampled
Stem over trodden
Straighten with support
Add some hydration
Some nourishing food
Replant in loving bright sun
Repeat ...
Watch the most beautiful flower bloom over and over again ...
#love
#relationships
#LifeStruggles #hurt
#LifeStruggles #hurt
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(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
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(45) Please Forgive Me Little Brother 03.31.2024 @ 9:56am

#death
#depression
#grief
#hurt
#sadness
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Dreams in Wind
The wind blew all my reasons why,
why I stay through all that dies,
in hope and love and happiness,
blow through trees of my unrest.
Trees stark white with naked limbs,
bending towards my dreams in wind,
wind that holds the northern shades,
of all my dreams that never fade.
I wish that we could see them leave
my outstretched hands of what I need.
Maybe then you’d shed a tear
and light the fuse to all you fear.
But love just doesn’t seem to care,
to crush the dreams of my despair.
The ones I push with...
why I stay through all that dies,
in hope and love and happiness,
blow through trees of my unrest.
Trees stark white with naked limbs,
bending towards my dreams in wind,
wind that holds the northern shades,
of all my dreams that never fade.
I wish that we could see them leave
my outstretched hands of what I need.
Maybe then you’d shed a tear
and light the fuse to all you fear.
But love just doesn’t seem to care,
to crush the dreams of my despair.
The ones I push with...
#happiness
#hope
#hurt
#love
#relationships
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Kentia palms catch a breeze
Kentia palms catch a breeze
And sway gently in their rows;
This verdant sanctuary
Comforts me like the psalms.
I amble slowly between them -
My head tapped by the fronds.
I feel the warmth of the sun;
The fresh air fills my lungs.
A kintsugi pot rests on pebbles -
Beautiful but defiant.
Gold sealed up the fissures -
Reminding me of who I am.
And sway gently in their rows;
This verdant sanctuary
Comforts me like the psalms.
I amble slowly between them -
My head tapped by the fronds.
I feel the warmth of the sun;
The fresh air fills my lungs.
A kintsugi pot rests on pebbles -
Beautiful but defiant.
Gold sealed up the fissures -
Reminding me of who I am.
#hurt
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Inward facing tear
The exterior surface presents itself
Well weathered time carved surface
This facade? Thin veneered mask
How I ought to feel
Indeed the oak tree presents itself, tall strong
So to the weeping willow such a contrasted name
Well weathered time carved surface
This facade? Thin veneered mask
How I ought to feel
Indeed the oak tree presents itself, tall strong
So to the weeping willow such a contrasted name
#hurt
#sadness
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Asymmetrical
Contorted reasoning
with an assorted seasoning
of flavored bullshit.
I tried to savor it as it hit.
Alas, ignorance was bliss.
Your traveling kisses
believed to be wholesome,
delivered too late; I succumbed.
Knelt with tears seeping
through my fingers, keeping
what was left of me whole.
Strikes against my soul.
Still, I felt hopeful, so I waited
while good memories faded.
Eventually revealing
that we were not healing.
I softly inhaled, then a hard sigh
because you never even tried.
with an assorted seasoning
of flavored bullshit.
I tried to savor it as it hit.
Alas, ignorance was bliss.
Your traveling kisses
believed to be wholesome,
delivered too late; I succumbed.
Knelt with tears seeping
through my fingers, keeping
what was left of me whole.
Strikes against my soul.
Still, I felt hopeful, so I waited
while good memories faded.
Eventually revealing
that we were not healing.
I softly inhaled, then a hard sigh
because you never even tried.
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
#UnrequitedLove #hurt
#UnrequitedLove #hurt
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Sore Monkey Tales!
drama of the last few days, i suffered some accidental injuries, caused mostly by my fab new Socofy shoes, ive since realised they have a much narrower heel to the boots i normally wear, plus i was tired, so wasn't the best time to wear them to a ball! the consequence of that,was i fell over twice, next day i noticed a slightly blood stained knee, a swollen hand, and the worst injury was caused when i landed on my coccyx, so moving around is very painful, but i had to go shopping for some essentials, it is bloody agony, i bruised it about 20 years ago, caused by me mentioning to a neighbour,...
#alcohol
#hurt
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Hurt