Long Poems About Hurt
#hurt
Long poems about hurt. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
27th Jun 2022 00:08am
27th Jun 2022 00:08am
she left more than scars behind
Some days I hate myself
like my reflection hasn't changed
in 15 years and I'm still the same person
who held all her lies
like they were precious gemstones
that could be compressed
into something honest
with enough time, pressure and love
But she didn't love me
couldn't love me
when she was too busy
chasing more interesting demons
than a quiet lover at home
and then resented me
for chasing my own adventures
Some days it feels like karma
like I'm forever paying for who I am
it's just...
like my reflection hasn't changed
in 15 years and I'm still the same person
who held all her lies
like they were precious gemstones
that could be compressed
into something honest
with enough time, pressure and love
But she didn't love me
couldn't love me
when she was too busy
chasing more interesting demons
than a quiet lover at home
and then resented me
for chasing my own adventures
Some days it feels like karma
like I'm forever paying for who I am
it's just...
#love
#emotional
#healing
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
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Clearthoughts
Poem Published
9th Jun 2022 2:17am
9th Jun 2022 2:17am
Fatal Attraction
Once the cum released
My pussy ached with pleasure
Tears slowly released from my heavy eyes
I died!
Clueless he smiled talking passionately about the life that we could have together….
I slide off the countertop
My cream streaming down my leg
sorrow filled the pit of my stomach
I can’t believe ….
This is happening again
Overpowered by desire
My vagina was murdered
His tongue won
My pussy ached with pleasure
Tears begin to fall like like slow rain drops
Clueless he...
My pussy ached with pleasure
Tears slowly released from my heavy eyes
I died!
Clueless he smiled talking passionately about the life that we could have together….
I slide off the countertop
My cream streaming down my leg
sorrow filled the pit of my stomach
I can’t believe ….
This is happening again
Overpowered by desire
My vagina was murdered
His tongue won
My pussy ached with pleasure
Tears begin to fall like like slow rain drops
Clueless he...
#hurt
774 reads
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nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
19th May 2022 3:54pm
19th May 2022 3:54pm
Getting caught part 1 of 8
#love
#LifeChangingMoment
#hurt
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
10th May 2022 7:03am
10th May 2022 7:03am
Imposter Syndrome
I just need to vent a minute,
Explain imposter syndrome I exhibit,
Afraid you'll see what I truly am,
An inexperienced, scared, li'l lamb.
I'm sorry to all the people I've hurt,
I've treated you like dirt,
I talked to you, then let you go
Without a word to let you know,
What I'm doing,
How we're doing,
How much I secretly still care,
That I miss you being there,
I've got a blockage to laying bare
My heart, my soul,
It's haunting me, taking it's toll.
I'm driving a freeway with no toll tag,
This is...
Explain imposter syndrome I exhibit,
Afraid you'll see what I truly am,
An inexperienced, scared, li'l lamb.
I'm sorry to all the people I've hurt,
I've treated you like dirt,
I talked to you, then let you go
Without a word to let you know,
What I'm doing,
How we're doing,
How much I secretly still care,
That I miss you being there,
I've got a blockage to laying bare
My heart, my soul,
It's haunting me, taking it's toll.
I'm driving a freeway with no toll tag,
This is...
#heartbroken
#ILoveYou
#IMissYou
#hurt
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 9:01pm
30th Apr 2022 9:01pm
More Than You Know
Life can be hostile,
And I may have only known you a short while,
But I feel as if I've known you my whole life,
I know you're going through strife,
Even if I don't know exactly what you're going through,
This I know is undoubtedly true,
I care deeply for you.
I may not know everything about you,
But I see beauty shining through those tresses,
I see glimpses of kindness,
Glimpses of vulnerability,
Glimpses of durability,
You've come so very far,
To be who you truly are,
I don't attach myself to others easily, ...
And I may have only known you a short while,
But I feel as if I've known you my whole life,
I know you're going through strife,
Even if I don't know exactly what you're going through,
This I know is undoubtedly true,
I care deeply for you.
I may not know everything about you,
But I see beauty shining through those tresses,
I see glimpses of kindness,
Glimpses of vulnerability,
Glimpses of durability,
You've come so very far,
To be who you truly are,
I don't attach myself to others easily, ...
#love
#depression
#relationships #hurt
#relationships #hurt
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Countrygirl96
Poem Published
17th Mar 2022 11:27pm
17th Mar 2022 11:27pm
The Confrontation
Travis didn’t know why Giles wanted to see him but, he knew it wasn’t good. It was going to be about Dawson and Parker, he just knew it. He wasn’t going to betray his best friend. He wasn’t going to put Parker in harm’s way. This was his chance to prove that he was a good man. As he walked into Giles office, he tried to swallow down his nerves. Please Lord, get me out of this alive. Travis prayed.
“You wanted to see me Giles.” He said once the door closed.
“Yea Trav…You are pretty close to Dawson. Correct?”
“Yes, he’s been my friend since I was five. Why do...
“You wanted to see me Giles.” He said once the door closed.
“Yea Trav…You are pretty close to Dawson. Correct?”
“Yes, he’s been my friend since I was five. Why do...
#fiction
#ShortStory
#hurt
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
15th Mar 2022 5:03pm
15th Mar 2022 5:03pm
Mr. Killa Stank Stank (Flesh Point)
#dark
#hurt
302 reads
5 Comments
DR_NOOSE
Poem Published
4th Feb 2022 00:41am
4th Feb 2022 00:41am
Snap! Crackle! Pop! with Blueberries on top.
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
14th Jan 2022 9:14am
14th Jan 2022 9:14am
out of the mouth of babes
this is not the best day ever
a deep sadness lingers in your eyes,
but you struggle to bring it to words.
you rest your head in my arms
as I hold you tight and tell you
it's alright to feel what you feel,
but there's times you stare at the floor
with nothing but silent confusion
I wish I could be two places at once
my heart feels like it's being ripped
from my chest, as if the split
was only yesterday's agony.
I remember all the times I failed you
when I didn't come when I said I would,
and I think...
a deep sadness lingers in your eyes,
but you struggle to bring it to words.
you rest your head in my arms
as I hold you tight and tell you
it's alright to feel what you feel,
but there's times you stare at the floor
with nothing but silent confusion
I wish I could be two places at once
my heart feels like it's being ripped
from my chest, as if the split
was only yesterday's agony.
I remember all the times I failed you
when I didn't come when I said I would,
and I think...
#love
#children
#motherhood
#family
#hurt
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Sundaegirl
Poem Published
24th Dec 2021 1:14am
24th Dec 2021 1:14am
Letter I’ll never send M
Letter I will never send mum
You wanted an abortion but it was too late
then you wanted me to be a boy
I’m a girl
then you took in two other children
and left me to be looked after by whoever would do it
When I was ill it was not you I reached for
when i called you mummy you would look disgusted
and say don’t call me that
When I was exposed to disgusting things
and I told someone you told me that didn’t happen even though you knew that it had and probably worse had happened
and now I have lost years of memory most...
You wanted an abortion but it was too late
then you wanted me to be a boy
I’m a girl
then you took in two other children
and left me to be looked after by whoever would do it
When I was ill it was not you I reached for
when i called you mummy you would look disgusted
and say don’t call me that
When I was exposed to disgusting things
and I told someone you told me that didn’t happen even though you knew that it had and probably worse had happened
and now I have lost years of memory most...
#mother
#abuse
#hurt #manipulation
#hurt #manipulation
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TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
13th Nov 2021 00:13am
13th Nov 2021 00:13am
Never expected love, only hoped for it.
Your mouth is a gun,
and you were the one,
who shot me with words.
Like bullets piercing my heart,
and you watched me fall apart.
You just stood there.
You didn’t care,
about all the hurt you were causing.
I hope that some day the memories come flooding in,
and you continue pausing.
On all the love I gave to you,
and all the shit I helped you through.
When they all said you needed to change,
I was there and accepted you for all your flaws,
and all the things you thought were strange, ...
and you were the one,
who shot me with words.
Like bullets piercing my heart,
and you watched me fall apart.
You just stood there.
You didn’t care,
about all the hurt you were causing.
I hope that some day the memories come flooding in,
and you continue pausing.
On all the love I gave to you,
and all the shit I helped you through.
When they all said you needed to change,
I was there and accepted you for all your flaws,
and all the things you thought were strange, ...
#heartbroken
#hurt
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ursa
Poem Published
30th Oct 2021 7:46pm
30th Oct 2021 7:46pm
Nine
Because I know that time is always time
And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
“Ash Wednesday” -T.S. Eliot; after “The Hollow Men” T.S. Eliot
Not with a bang but a whimper we discover on
the eve of our fourth anniversary, following years
of a conception improbability. We surrender
our dreams of having a family for Icelandic tours, and
weekly Manhattan martinis. What gives you away
is three weeks of nausea and an incessant craving for lime.
We pee on a stick...
And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
“Ash Wednesday” -T.S. Eliot; after “The Hollow Men” T.S. Eliot
Not with a bang but a whimper we discover on
the eve of our fourth anniversary, following years
of a conception improbability. We surrender
our dreams of having a family for Icelandic tours, and
weekly Manhattan martinis. What gives you away
is three weeks of nausea and an incessant craving for lime.
We pee on a stick...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken #hurt
#heartbroken #hurt
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