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.
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Gasoline...
No way you just mastered the art of the gaslight, I’ve never seen it used any better
You’re holding on to the memories of the last dude that really didn’t know any better
I knew you went out drinking after telling me you would call me back that’s why I ain’t waste my time
But you still gaslit me like why you go all day without hitting my line
You must think I’m slow or something to allow you to disrespect me for another week
I’m not going for none of that while you’re still holding on to past feelings, I am not that weak
Listening to you on the phone...
You’re holding on to the memories of the last dude that really didn’t know any better
I knew you went out drinking after telling me you would call me back that’s why I ain’t waste my time
But you still gaslit me like why you go all day without hitting my line
You must think I’m slow or something to allow you to disrespect me for another week
I’m not going for none of that while you’re still holding on to past feelings, I am not that weak
Listening to you on the phone...
#love
#heartbroken
#hurt
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Dirk in Charge
#lust
#BDSM
#vampires
#hurt
#Romanticism
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Best Friend
I’m my own best friend, And we’re always at odds, I think it’s just cause of my brain
Sometimes what I say, Makes no sense at all, I’m kinda a little insane
I couldn’t find love, Never good enough, I tried to but it was in vain
And then I would joke, Write stories of death, Of jumping or slicing my vein
I gave it my all, Can’t say “didn’t try”, But no one would get on my train
I poured out my soul, Revealed dark secrets, In the end all it caused was more pain
I grasped at thin air, And shot all my shots, And nothing was ever...
Sometimes what I say, Makes no sense at all, I’m kinda a little insane
I couldn’t find love, Never good enough, I tried to but it was in vain
And then I would joke, Write stories of death, Of jumping or slicing my vein
I gave it my all, Can’t say “didn’t try”, But no one would get on my train
I poured out my soul, Revealed dark secrets, In the end all it caused was more pain
I grasped at thin air, And shot all my shots, And nothing was ever...
#sadness
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#emotional
#hurt
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I Can Only Blame My Expectations
There is no field guide for disappointment
it sticks for days
coiling through the senses
an unspoken defeat
without resolution
merging with
an ever shifting view
of this world
absorbed
and soon ignored
And they wonder
why I walk with slumped shoulders
and passively roll through the day
I can only blame my expectations.
it sticks for days
coiling through the senses
an unspoken defeat
without resolution
merging with
an ever shifting view
of this world
absorbed
and soon ignored
And they wonder
why I walk with slumped shoulders
and passively roll through the day
I can only blame my expectations.
#philosophical
#hurt
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How do I?
#sadness
#loneliness
#dark
#suffering
#hurt
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Confessions of the Intolerable
Impotent to mourn the losses
isolated child in despair
in solitude and unprotected
inhumaneness, unable to bear
Defenceless in adolescence
unwarranted intrusions, reprehensible
personal advantages always seized
motivations incomprehensible
Braving subsequent traumas
deprivation of careless youth
grieving dramatic demise
alone aside the harrowing truth
Profound erudition of means of survival
vast the promising avenues of escape
shameful moments are unrepented
buried deeply, never to undrape
...
isolated child in despair
in solitude and unprotected
inhumaneness, unable to bear
Defenceless in adolescence
unwarranted intrusions, reprehensible
personal advantages always seized
motivations incomprehensible
Braving subsequent traumas
deprivation of careless youth
grieving dramatic demise
alone aside the harrowing truth
Profound erudition of means of survival
vast the promising avenues of escape
shameful moments are unrepented
buried deeply, never to undrape
...
#abuse
#alcohol
#apathy #hurt
#apathy #hurt
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I Wished for You
I picked a four-leaf clover
and held it to my lips
gently placed a kiss upon it
then made a special wish.
I wished for your love only
for our hearts to be as one
a love that is always special
that could never be undone.
I thought my wish was granted
when you promised that you’d stay
but then your love faltered
somewhere along the way.
Your heart now belongs to another
as you have found somebody new
and the love I felt for you
has left me feeling angry, bitter and blue.
and held it to my lips
gently placed a kiss upon it
then made a special wish.
I wished for your love only
for our hearts to be as one
a love that is always special
that could never be undone.
I thought my wish was granted
when you promised that you’d stay
but then your love faltered
somewhere along the way.
Your heart now belongs to another
as you have found somebody new
and the love I felt for you
has left me feeling angry, bitter and blue.
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#WritingPoetry
#hurt
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MY HEART
Every breath i take
Comes with a wheezing sound,
Not that am sick
But there is a hole inside my heart
Making me weak.
I introduced myself to this better place, World Not knowing i was a fish and the air was so toxic I popped my head out to be recognized
And am grateful,
I got what i wanted; unconditional love that didn't last,
A laugh so tiny, tears,
insomnia and a hole inside my heart.
I still recall the best part was me meeting her
And
My favourite day?
Was the day she said i resemble someone she once loved. How i felt...
Comes with a wheezing sound,
Not that am sick
But there is a hole inside my heart
Making me weak.
I introduced myself to this better place, World Not knowing i was a fish and the air was so toxic I popped my head out to be recognized
And am grateful,
I got what i wanted; unconditional love that didn't last,
A laugh so tiny, tears,
insomnia and a hole inside my heart.
I still recall the best part was me meeting her
And
My favourite day?
Was the day she said i resemble someone she once loved. How i felt...
#heartbroken
#hurt
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Your Young
No one ever tells you of the burden of being an older sister; how fucking hard it is, to leave your young, even when they were not born from your womb.
She and I wrestled upon my bed today, us laughing as we hurled pillows at one another, and then as it was time to go, she crawled into my arms, and told me she did not want to go, that I could come back with her, and she and I could share ice cream sandwiches.
I cry for her, because I was her, when MY older sister left, and I cry for her because she is the only child left in that house, alone and barren of all light and...
She and I wrestled upon my bed today, us laughing as we hurled pillows at one another, and then as it was time to go, she crawled into my arms, and told me she did not want to go, that I could come back with her, and she and I could share ice cream sandwiches.
I cry for her, because I was her, when MY older sister left, and I cry for her because she is the only child left in that house, alone and barren of all light and...
#hurt
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For Chester
All I know is that I seem to love you.
I watch you on the TV screen,
See your beautiful face and something
Pulls in my gut, some horrible warmth
And tenderness. You make me ache
Inside. I want to be your mother,
I want to be there when you perhaps
Felt like the way I seem to feel
Every minute of every day, and you let
A rope encircle your neck.
Your voice tears its way through my
Soul. I wish you could have stepped
Into my arms. I would have held and
Kissed you softly. But you are gone.
I'm alone without you.
I love...
I watch you on the TV screen,
See your beautiful face and something
Pulls in my gut, some horrible warmth
And tenderness. You make me ache
Inside. I want to be your mother,
I want to be there when you perhaps
Felt like the way I seem to feel
Every minute of every day, and you let
A rope encircle your neck.
Your voice tears its way through my
Soul. I wish you could have stepped
Into my arms. I would have held and
Kissed you softly. But you are gone.
I'm alone without you.
I love...
#love
#hurt
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Let go.
I’m just an empty voice screaming out for help
I can’t save you because I can’t save myself
I didn’t mean to give you the pain that was meant for me
But i was blinded by
What I couldn't see
Now I’m going to make you realize
that you can’t save me
When I close my eyes
I'm climbing in the dark
Trying not to fall apart
I’m letting myself get high
Only to sob and break apart at night
Falling is the only out I see
And I don't wanna take you down with me
You're the love in my heart
But...
I can’t save you because I can’t save myself
I didn’t mean to give you the pain that was meant for me
But i was blinded by
What I couldn't see
Now I’m going to make you realize
that you can’t save me
When I close my eyes
I'm climbing in the dark
Trying not to fall apart
I’m letting myself get high
Only to sob and break apart at night
Falling is the only out I see
And I don't wanna take you down with me
You're the love in my heart
But...
#sadness
#loneliness
#dark
#despair
#hurt
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DEAR DAD
Brothers and sisters;
Our dad,
The head of the table.
Dwells in my room every night,
He undresses me everyday
He smiles and promises to be gentle A promise that leaves me buttered inside.
Aunt,
Your brother
Calls me his solace.
He tells me to be calling him
Thomas.
He murmurs as he cry for romance when I say no, he talks about my fees. Instead my legs gaps to make him pleased.
Mom,
Please don’t slap me I'm sane!
There is something about Dad.
Yes your husband
I owe him no respect,
The pot bellied...
Our dad,
The head of the table.
Dwells in my room every night,
He undresses me everyday
He smiles and promises to be gentle A promise that leaves me buttered inside.
Aunt,
Your brother
Calls me his solace.
He tells me to be calling him
Thomas.
He murmurs as he cry for romance when I say no, he talks about my fees. Instead my legs gaps to make him pleased.
Mom,
Please don’t slap me I'm sane!
There is something about Dad.
Yes your husband
I owe him no respect,
The pot bellied...
#abuse
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#fear
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