Long Poems About Hurt
#hurt
Long poems about hurt. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 10:51am
28th Dec 2024 10:51am
Gingerbread Man
I don't need whipped cream or frosting to make me sweet.
Neither on my cookies.
Or to make my life sweet.
It's too much sugar for me.
A prince charming just isn't the one I need.
I want a gingerbread man,the one I'll feed.
A gingerbread man,one with frosting.
Candy buttons and chocolate eyes.
A gingerbread man,one full of color.
Make me fly higher,fall harder.
Depends on how you bake him in the oven,and a slice of cake.
A gingerbread man,one that someday will be a father.
A gingerbread man to play...
Neither on my cookies.
Or to make my life sweet.
It's too much sugar for me.
A prince charming just isn't the one I need.
I want a gingerbread man,the one I'll feed.
A gingerbread man,one with frosting.
Candy buttons and chocolate eyes.
A gingerbread man,one full of color.
Make me fly higher,fall harder.
Depends on how you bake him in the oven,and a slice of cake.
A gingerbread man,one that someday will be a father.
A gingerbread man to play...
#hurt
#loneliness
#love #sadness
#love #sadness
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 5:46am
16th Dec 2024 5:46am
My Safety
My safe world is a beautiful place...
...where the air smells of cotton candy...
...and all my favorite songs play...
...while I happily dance and spin!
No one shouts and no one cries in my world.
There is no fear of being touched or being beaten.
My world is safe.
My world is my safety.
Only I can can visit MY world...
...for my own safety!
It is deep inside my head...
...and YOU can't see the pretty colors...
...but my world really does exist!
I have visited my world quite often.
I CREATED MY WORLD!...
...where the air smells of cotton candy...
...and all my favorite songs play...
...while I happily dance and spin!
No one shouts and no one cries in my world.
There is no fear of being touched or being beaten.
My world is safe.
My world is my safety.
Only I can can visit MY world...
...for my own safety!
It is deep inside my head...
...and YOU can't see the pretty colors...
...but my world really does exist!
I have visited my world quite often.
I CREATED MY WORLD!...
#fear
#hurt
#memories
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:45am
15th Dec 2024 00:45am
Sex is many things.
#hurt
#PTSD
#sex
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 11:19pm
7th Dec 2024 11:19pm
Just Wait
You’re a devil running through heaven,
Left me tasting flames,
Ashes burned into my eyes.
Love blinded me so,
Locked heart, locked the skies.
Still, I watched you fly.
Angel with a devil’s tail,
Or devil with an angel’s wings
How do I escape you?
A ghost runs through my mind,
Eyes fixed on fading light,
What was our love, but a sick joke?
Just wait, the stars will turn,
One day, the flames won’t burn.
You’ll see the truth in the scars I earned, ...
Left me tasting flames,
Ashes burned into my eyes.
Love blinded me so,
Locked heart, locked the skies.
Still, I watched you fly.
Angel with a devil’s tail,
Or devil with an angel’s wings
How do I escape you?
A ghost runs through my mind,
Eyes fixed on fading light,
What was our love, but a sick joke?
Just wait, the stars will turn,
One day, the flames won’t burn.
You’ll see the truth in the scars I earned, ...
#hurt
#LifeCycle
#love #TimeHeals
#love #TimeHeals
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 5:17am
7th Dec 2024 5:17am
It's Not Gold
Love’s a loaded gun, aimed at my chest,
Pull the trigger, baby, you’re the best.
A kiss like cyanide, sweet to the taste,
But your promises just go to waste.
Your petals fell off, a rose turned to dust,
And I’m choking on the ashes of misplaced trust.
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A bullet in the head when I’m feeling dead.
A heart full of holes where nobody knows,
Sinking in the silence, where the story froze.
A silent movie where the actors forgot,
How to love, how to feel, how to give what they’ve got. ...
Pull the trigger, baby, you’re the best.
A kiss like cyanide, sweet to the taste,
But your promises just go to waste.
Your petals fell off, a rose turned to dust,
And I’m choking on the ashes of misplaced trust.
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A bullet in the head when I’m feeling dead.
A heart full of holes where nobody knows,
Sinking in the silence, where the story froze.
A silent movie where the actors forgot,
How to love, how to feel, how to give what they’ve got. ...
#hurt
#love
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MsRockyJackson
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 3:25pm
6th Dec 2024 3:25pm
Tales Of A Scorned Woman Part I : Bitterness
I took your words as the gospel truth,
I trusted your actions so naively as each word you said to me I followed you blindly like a lamb being lured in to be slaughtered for a Sunday feast.
So just like the innocence of the lamb that got killed for you led me down to a dark path with no light at the end of a tunnel or bread crumbs to guide me out this black forest as you promised a safe haven in your arms;
You promised me comfort, promised me happiness along with respect and most of all promised me warmth.
I felt nothing but despair,
I felt betrayal from those...
I trusted your actions so naively as each word you said to me I followed you blindly like a lamb being lured in to be slaughtered for a Sunday feast.
So just like the innocence of the lamb that got killed for you led me down to a dark path with no light at the end of a tunnel or bread crumbs to guide me out this black forest as you promised a safe haven in your arms;
You promised me comfort, promised me happiness along with respect and most of all promised me warmth.
I felt nothing but despair,
I felt betrayal from those...
#depression
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
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BlkLyrycE
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 1:47pm
5th Dec 2024 1:47pm
Grief
I almost forgot that you were gone until I woke up and realized that I was now grown.
Your face, smile, all of your features were there.
I would’ve bet my life on that.
And there I was nothin but a child again racing to give you the biggest hug that I could make.
I would have never imagined that I would be sitting here dumbfounded.
Lead not to our own understanding, those are the words those men wrote in the Bible as they went about their day, reciting potential scriptures that they wanted to include in the Bible.
God doesn’t make any mistakes are the words...
Your face, smile, all of your features were there.
I would’ve bet my life on that.
And there I was nothin but a child again racing to give you the biggest hug that I could make.
I would have never imagined that I would be sitting here dumbfounded.
Lead not to our own understanding, those are the words those men wrote in the Bible as they went about their day, reciting potential scriptures that they wanted to include in the Bible.
God doesn’t make any mistakes are the words...
#death
#grief
#heartbroken #hurt
#heartbroken #hurt
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DeeTooCold
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 9:43pm
1st Dec 2024 9:43pm
Redemption (Open Verse)
Intro:
You know,
I once heard this quote
And this quote said
“No matter how hard your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief”
So no matter how fractured you are, you can’t stop going
The world doesn’t stop, so we continue to move with it
So, let me take a moment to get this off of my chest
Verse:
The thought constantly haunts my mind
Of how you up and left me during the darkest of times
I thought when we agreed, I had your back, you had mine
I put my heart on the line, just to get stabbed in the spine
...
You know,
I once heard this quote
And this quote said
“No matter how hard your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief”
So no matter how fractured you are, you can’t stop going
The world doesn’t stop, so we continue to move with it
So, let me take a moment to get this off of my chest
Verse:
The thought constantly haunts my mind
Of how you up and left me during the darkest of times
I thought when we agreed, I had your back, you had mine
I put my heart on the line, just to get stabbed in the spine
...
#breakup
#healing
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 2:12pm
20th Nov 2024 2:12pm
The Laws they Break to Claim
In your book written by man,
seems you always had a plan,
"Thou shalt not kill," hands carve into stone,
Yet the streets filled, mother's crying in pain,
the dead children lie alone.
Your man made laws seem revered, while gods rules are yet feared, apparently you said they were divine,
Mocked by the blood of innocence that stains the vine.
Oh, the irony of laws they once did pen
Rules from gods, ignored by men.
In lands where olive groves once grew,
The soil runs red was it worth it to "you"? ...
seems you always had a plan,
"Thou shalt not kill," hands carve into stone,
Yet the streets filled, mother's crying in pain,
the dead children lie alone.
Your man made laws seem revered, while gods rules are yet feared, apparently you said they were divine,
Mocked by the blood of innocence that stains the vine.
Oh, the irony of laws they once did pen
Rules from gods, ignored by men.
In lands where olive groves once grew,
The soil runs red was it worth it to "you"? ...
#hurt
#murder
#religion
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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
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Particles_Of_HerII
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 7:13am
14th Nov 2024 7:13am
Untitl'd, there's no poetry for this
Had told them “keep your paper gods”,
Ive my own ..
whom exfoliates the illusions away
you were the one thing that remain'd constant
in my life .. until you didn't
the moon went fr’m being majestique
to splinter’d then morph’d into symptoms
of something perverted:
all the tale-tell signs of that I'd given away
the Gift of Trust
.. that I lov’d a little too deeply
…simply invest’d a little too much, of myself..
...
Ive my own ..
whom exfoliates the illusions away
you were the one thing that remain'd constant
in my life .. until you didn't
the moon went fr’m being majestique
to splinter’d then morph’d into symptoms
of something perverted:
all the tale-tell signs of that I'd given away
the Gift of Trust
.. that I lov’d a little too deeply
…simply invest’d a little too much, of myself..
...
#LifeChangingMoment
#love
#hurt #rejection
#hurt #rejection
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