Popular Poems About Hurt
#hurt
Popular poems about hurt. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Rain
The rain
comes down
Like pellets
As blue as
The pain in
My heart
I am nothing
If not
Your prisoner
Longing to be
Set free
comes down
Like pellets
As blue as
The pain in
My heart
I am nothing
If not
Your prisoner
Longing to be
Set free
#anxiety
#hurt
101 reads
23 Comments
Letting Go
tears of scorn, I am yet torn
weeping in the steel noise
it is utter chaos
to walk a long way around
to find yourself trapped
beholden and in love
my heart is a traitor
hurt blooms within like wounds on a white shirt
my blood pours from the soul
confessing my weaknesses against my will
my honesty is in my eyes
they never lie
I feel myself letting go
my heart is breaking
"the pace is too fast it just won't last"
to quote Chester Linkin Park
I'm being dragged by a speeding car ...
weeping in the steel noise
it is utter chaos
to walk a long way around
to find yourself trapped
beholden and in love
my heart is a traitor
hurt blooms within like wounds on a white shirt
my blood pours from the soul
confessing my weaknesses against my will
my honesty is in my eyes
they never lie
I feel myself letting go
my heart is breaking
"the pace is too fast it just won't last"
to quote Chester Linkin Park
I'm being dragged by a speeding car ...
#love
#heartbroken
#hurt
84 reads
10 Comments
Heavy
with a breaking heart
willing myself to forget
love ever exists
willing myself to forget
love ever exists
#love
#heartbroken
#senryu #hurt
#senryu #hurt
101 reads
8 Comments
Burned
Sunday afternoon
is horrible
the sun is shining
friends are calling
but with your ADHD
lesson plans take a long time
and you're two weeks behind on grading
and of yeah
you have three test administrator training modules to do
you have housework to finish too
you're trying to do it quickly
steam is billowing
from your new electric kettle
a cup of ginger tea
will be soothing
mind on anything
but the present moment
you reach for an upper cupboard
too close to the billowing...
is horrible
the sun is shining
friends are calling
but with your ADHD
lesson plans take a long time
and you're two weeks behind on grading
and of yeah
you have three test administrator training modules to do
you have housework to finish too
you're trying to do it quickly
steam is billowing
from your new electric kettle
a cup of ginger tea
will be soothing
mind on anything
but the present moment
you reach for an upper cupboard
too close to the billowing...
#hurt
108 reads
9 Comments
Dark Eyes
Effortless words and actions
Never cease to provoke a reaction
Both physically and emotionally
It’s brought to the brink my fragile sanity.
Yet here I am the same masochist
Giving into the same temptation rather than resist
The urge to continue this doomed chase
Will I ever fall back into grace?
I’m addicted to you like a drug
I can’t ever seem to have enough
I’ve been taken by those dark eyes
That pierce into my soul and consume my light.
Never cease to provoke a reaction
Both physically and emotionally
It’s brought to the brink my fragile sanity.
Yet here I am the same masochist
Giving into the same temptation rather than resist
The urge to continue this doomed chase
Will I ever fall back into grace?
I’m addicted to you like a drug
I can’t ever seem to have enough
I’ve been taken by those dark eyes
That pierce into my soul and consume my light.
#dark
#rhyming
#confusion #hurt
#confusion #hurt
69 reads
6 Comments
Tainted
The stains of sorrow cling and rub
No matter how much she claws and scrubs
Nothing seems to purge those inner scars
Imprinted deep where pureness once was
She closes her lids, for a brief veil
To respite the consuming pain
Yet, shadows paint the vivid scenes
The echoes whisper, haunting the stillness
The memory’s hand weight too heavy
On this deserted land, still pressing freshly
Will solace ever be found in this cleansing foam
Or to a never home, she must wander?
No matter how much she claws and scrubs
Nothing seems to purge those inner scars
Imprinted deep where pureness once was
She closes her lids, for a brief veil
To respite the consuming pain
Yet, shadows paint the vivid scenes
The echoes whisper, haunting the stillness
The memory’s hand weight too heavy
On this deserted land, still pressing freshly
Will solace ever be found in this cleansing foam
Or to a never home, she must wander?
#grief
#shadows
#memories #hurt
#memories #hurt
90 reads
3 Comments
Painful Truth
it is quiet here and I can hear my heart weep
it's almost five am I haven't slept much
my eyes cry tears that I won't allow my soul to feel
you can't choose who you love
or the duration you will ache with the feeling
I've never been number one in his heart
a womanizer is always on the prowl
his dick thinks for him
he follows along, any excuse will do
picking fights with me so he can leave guilt-free
pulling the threads of my sanity
knowing I have abandonment issues
knowing I am in a weakened position
and like a...
it's almost five am I haven't slept much
my eyes cry tears that I won't allow my soul to feel
you can't choose who you love
or the duration you will ache with the feeling
I've never been number one in his heart
a womanizer is always on the prowl
his dick thinks for him
he follows along, any excuse will do
picking fights with me so he can leave guilt-free
pulling the threads of my sanity
knowing I have abandonment issues
knowing I am in a weakened position
and like a...
#hurt
99 reads
The Aftermath of Us
Saliva drips from my open mouth
as my fingers dig in the dirt
while my hands clasp for impossible answers.
I take that deep breath after silently crying
and take in the destruction left behind
by the tempest of your love.
Finally, my anguished wail echoes
causing the ground beneath me to quake,
shattering me, creating an abyss.
as my fingers dig in the dirt
while my hands clasp for impossible answers.
I take that deep breath after silently crying
and take in the destruction left behind
by the tempest of your love.
Finally, my anguished wail echoes
causing the ground beneath me to quake,
shattering me, creating an abyss.
#heartbroken
#breakup
#hurt
284 reads
14 Comments
What is the future?
How daunting it is to think about my future.
As I grew up,
I imagined my death so often that I never really had
a future.
I had minutes, hours, sometimes days,
but never years.
I know that seems strange,
but when your present becomes so overwhelming
that your dreams of being a princess, turn into
simply just being happy.
All the things money could never buy.
Leaving even myself asking why?
But as time went by and so many loved ones had
come and...
As I grew up,
I imagined my death so often that I never really had
a future.
I had minutes, hours, sometimes days,
but never years.
I know that seems strange,
but when your present becomes so overwhelming
that your dreams of being a princess, turn into
simply just being happy.
All the things money could never buy.
Leaving even myself asking why?
But as time went by and so many loved ones had
come and...
#healing
#hurt
56 reads
2 Comments
Plan for the future - part two
#lust
#BDSM
#vampires
#hurt
#Romanticism
36 reads
6 Comments
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