Poems About Manipulation Seeking Honest Critique
#manipulation
Poems about manipulation seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Miss_Haides
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 3:12pm
14th Jun 2022 3:12pm
Brave Escape
I'm not afraid of you
I remember how it used to be
I never had the right answers
There was always a reason
To put me in my place.
I was so ashamed of you
Of how you abused me
It was like a life sentence
It was always the season
For a punch in the face.
One day I got away from you
I was feeling brave
Goodbye my brother
I felt saved and safe.
But I never truly got away.
There were always others.
That acted the same.
So now I choose solitude.
It's safe and lonely,
but also the...
I remember how it used to be
I never had the right answers
There was always a reason
To put me in my place.
I was so ashamed of you
Of how you abused me
It was like a life sentence
It was always the season
For a punch in the face.
One day I got away from you
I was feeling brave
Goodbye my brother
I felt saved and safe.
But I never truly got away.
There were always others.
That acted the same.
So now I choose solitude.
It's safe and lonely,
but also the...
#brother
#family
#TimeHeals
#escape
#manipulation
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jun 2022 1:42am
13th Jun 2022 1:42am
Underworld
I'd like to shop for cemetery plots
But human resources wouldn't approve;
It might disappoint the bored big shots
Too lazy to dig labor's final groove.
There's a chance it would cost them extra pay
To lay out my carcass before its time
Since there's far more profit were I to stay
Long after the clock's overtime chime...
Which long ago lost its alleged use,
In tracking efficient worker hours,
And now instead measures labor abuse
For egocentric corporate powers...
Certain to invest in zombies instead
Of humans working until they...
But human resources wouldn't approve;
It might disappoint the bored big shots
Too lazy to dig labor's final groove.
There's a chance it would cost them extra pay
To lay out my carcass before its time
Since there's far more profit were I to stay
Long after the clock's overtime chime...
Which long ago lost its alleged use,
In tracking efficient worker hours,
And now instead measures labor abuse
For egocentric corporate powers...
Certain to invest in zombies instead
Of humans working until they...
#greed
#manipulation
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u53l355
Poem Published
9th Jun 2022 4:39pm
9th Jun 2022 4:39pm
Unknown Caller
Phone rings
Unknown number
Fuck that shit for disturbing my slumber
But I answer .. fuck why not ?
Some one calling at this time needs me or
They've lost the plot
Familiar voice down the line ,
Fuck
It was the latter ,
Dosnt matter ,
as she spoke my heart sunk
Memories sponging in like oil in batter.
She's drunk again , this happened only a few months ago ,
I say "why you buzzing me ? You should leave me alone ,Plus We discussed that we would never again be in contact , had
Something to do with ya partner...
Unknown number
Fuck that shit for disturbing my slumber
But I answer .. fuck why not ?
Some one calling at this time needs me or
They've lost the plot
Familiar voice down the line ,
Fuck
It was the latter ,
Dosnt matter ,
as she spoke my heart sunk
Memories sponging in like oil in batter.
She's drunk again , this happened only a few months ago ,
I say "why you buzzing me ? You should leave me alone ,Plus We discussed that we would never again be in contact , had
Something to do with ya partner...
#anxiety
#lust
#lies
#bullying
#manipulation
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KristinaX
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 9:00pm
7th Jun 2022 9:00pm
Just a plaything...
Marks are left on the body, sadness has settled in the soul
I am like a puppet, just a doll and I am not sorry
So he took me out of the box, quietly shook the dust
Awkward without the puppeteer, he seemed to breathe life into me
And now he pulls the strings, I follow the gestures of the hands ...
His smile is shining, his pleasure is assured, his desires fulfilled
The weak-willed doll dances, playing her role discreetly,
And each doll hides its own resentment and pain
I am like a puppet, just a doll and I am not sorry
So he took me out of the box, quietly shook the dust
Awkward without the puppeteer, he seemed to breathe life into me
And now he pulls the strings, I follow the gestures of the hands ...
His smile is shining, his pleasure is assured, his desires fulfilled
The weak-willed doll dances, playing her role discreetly,
And each doll hides its own resentment and pain
#sadness
#abuse
#emptiness
#manipulation
#fear
899 reads
39 Comments
shad00n
Poem Published
1st Jun 2022 1:05am
1st Jun 2022 1:05am
Kombucha, Pasta Salad, & Swear Words
Pulled off to the side of the road
You're yelling off everything you know
You step out the car, I watch you go
you pick up a bottle of kombucha to throw
Toss out the pasta salad too
While I’m crying, eating is the last thing I want to do.
Found a haunted corn maze for us to stumble through.
But there wasn’t enough drama for you.
I never thought somebody could call me such names
Or bring up my past as me the one to blame
Whatever insults are close become ammo for the aim.
I don’t even love you. And your actions spell the...
You're yelling off everything you know
You step out the car, I watch you go
you pick up a bottle of kombucha to throw
Toss out the pasta salad too
While I’m crying, eating is the last thing I want to do.
Found a haunted corn maze for us to stumble through.
But there wasn’t enough drama for you.
I never thought somebody could call me such names
Or bring up my past as me the one to blame
Whatever insults are close become ammo for the aim.
I don’t even love you. And your actions spell the...
#betrayal
#disappointment
#apathy
#bittersweet
#manipulation
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2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
19th May 2022 10:59pm
19th May 2022 10:59pm
Boris Badenov
True chivalry is socialist
As all for one and one for all
Renders the internationalist
The antidote for folderol...
Which tells a man he must come first,
Before the hapless maids and brats,
Prescribing him vainglory versed;
The premier ass of all ass hats!
Of value is his ego most,
The Sol in a Solar system,
Rotating just to hear his boast
To toadies who will not resist him...
And bought his friends the biggest boats
With cowardly unanimous votes!
As all for one and one for all
Renders the internationalist
The antidote for folderol...
Which tells a man he must come first,
Before the hapless maids and brats,
Prescribing him vainglory versed;
The premier ass of all ass hats!
Of value is his ego most,
The Sol in a Solar system,
Rotating just to hear his boast
To toadies who will not resist him...
And bought his friends the biggest boats
With cowardly unanimous votes!
#hate
#evil
#tragedy
#suffering
#manipulation
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SkyeCebh
Poem Published
16th May 2022 5:20pm
16th May 2022 5:20pm
Loch an bhróin
Lake of sorrow]
I dived down into the lake of sorrow, deeper than I ever thought I would
and I chose words of a loser, as I'd never known I could
I saw my dream bleed uncontrolled, not that I really should
but all this, I did
I felt my heart die faster than the speed of the light
I saw my sun turn black, darker than the night
And I was lost, and scared, in a newfound reality
all this, I did, to me
I lost my faith and hope, like never before
I lost my truth and my love, my deepest part, and more
I lost my Self in...
I dived down into the lake of sorrow, deeper than I ever thought I would
and I chose words of a loser, as I'd never known I could
I saw my dream bleed uncontrolled, not that I really should
but all this, I did
I felt my heart die faster than the speed of the light
I saw my sun turn black, darker than the night
And I was lost, and scared, in a newfound reality
all this, I did, to me
I lost my faith and hope, like never before
I lost my truth and my love, my deepest part, and more
I lost my Self in...
#love
#heartbroken
#lies
#betrayal
#manipulation
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6 Comments
tea_for_bee
Bella C.
Bella C.
Poem Published
12th May 2022 6:52pm
12th May 2022 6:52pm
A Sonnet to My Killer
There’s something about crying
In the arms of the person who hurt you.
If you were dying,
Would you crave the warmth of your killer, too?
Would your last breath
Be heavy with his name,
Though he was unphased by your death?
While you took the blame.
Would you cradle his head
As he filled your wounds with salt
Or would you see red
As he told you it was your fault.
Would you still desire him so,
If you hadn’t let all the pain go?
In the arms of the person who hurt you.
If you were dying,
Would you crave the warmth of your killer, too?
Would your last breath
Be heavy with his name,
Though he was unphased by your death?
While you took the blame.
Would you cradle his head
As he filled your wounds with salt
Or would you see red
As he told you it was your fault.
Would you still desire him so,
If you hadn’t let all the pain go?
#heartbroken
#bittersweet
#manipulation
407 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th May 2022 11:22am
10th May 2022 11:22am
Little Cruelties
I used to think a lot
about killing him,
not serious, just fantasy,
to make him see
what it was like
to crawl backwards in sheer terror
as hands outstretched and mask in place
towards you walk with murderous intent.
Or when he held my throat and head
across the bathtub as the water gushed
and all that I could think was “this is it;
he’s finally done, or going to do,
the thing that I deserve, and am.”
I thought of killing him,
with chair and knife and implement extreme.
To switch our bodies, boy to man ...
about killing him,
not serious, just fantasy,
to make him see
what it was like
to crawl backwards in sheer terror
as hands outstretched and mask in place
towards you walk with murderous intent.
Or when he held my throat and head
across the bathtub as the water gushed
and all that I could think was “this is it;
he’s finally done, or going to do,
the thing that I deserve, and am.”
I thought of killing him,
with chair and knife and implement extreme.
To switch our bodies, boy to man ...
#abuse
#bullying
#DomesticViolence #manipulation
#DomesticViolence #manipulation
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th May 2022 7:46pm
9th May 2022 7:46pm
Hypocritical Abyss
She always argues that she’s right
Even if she’s wrong she’ll never agree
She’ll bicker even if it takes all night
Her view is the only that matters
And the only one she sees
She’ll scream to get her point across
Louder and louder until she’s heard
It just might explain the hearing loss
Unable to hear or understand
Someone else's word
She lacks a sense of true compassion
The apathy makes her turns a blind eye
Living life in a such a closed off fashion
And anything outside the circle
Will be seen as a lie
...
Even if she’s wrong she’ll never agree
She’ll bicker even if it takes all night
Her view is the only that matters
And the only one she sees
She’ll scream to get her point across
Louder and louder until she’s heard
It just might explain the hearing loss
Unable to hear or understand
Someone else's word
She lacks a sense of true compassion
The apathy makes her turns a blind eye
Living life in a such a closed off fashion
And anything outside the circle
Will be seen as a lie
...
#kindness
#manipulation
#deception
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DreamIllusions
Poem Published
28th Apr 2022 6:49pm
28th Apr 2022 6:49pm
Things No One Tells You
What it feels like to burn alive
When you’re drowning inside
In a room full of tears
You built for yourself
How hard it is
To take another step forward
Knowing it means
He’s another step back
What it feels like to be denied
When all you want for him to know you tried
In a letter full of fears
You wrote yourself
How hard it is
To look at that face
And try to remember anything but
The anger, distrust, disgrace
What it feel like to be swallowed by the tide
When you’ve nowhere to hide ...
When you’re drowning inside
In a room full of tears
You built for yourself
How hard it is
To take another step forward
Knowing it means
He’s another step back
What it feels like to be denied
When all you want for him to know you tried
In a letter full of fears
You wrote yourself
How hard it is
To look at that face
And try to remember anything but
The anger, distrust, disgrace
What it feel like to be swallowed by the tide
When you’ve nowhere to hide ...
#anger
#conflict
#separation
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
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1 Comment
DreamIllusions
Poem Published
27th Apr 2022 5:44pm
27th Apr 2022 5:44pm
Quicksand
I know you had love
That you think, was wasted
And you can’t look
Into my face yet
All you see is
The dark places
You never would
Never would
Visit
You took me there
You held my hand
You whispered soft
Here is where you land
But when I crashed
Through your quicksand
You let go
Of my hand
I know you have love
That you think I wasted
Threw away years
Like your ex did
But you can’t see
The dark places
You threw me into
Into
Then erased them
You took...
That you think, was wasted
And you can’t look
Into my face yet
All you see is
The dark places
You never would
Never would
Visit
You took me there
You held my hand
You whispered soft
Here is where you land
But when I crashed
Through your quicksand
You let go
Of my hand
I know you have love
That you think I wasted
Threw away years
Like your ex did
But you can’t see
The dark places
You threw me into
Into
Then erased them
You took...
#relationships
#breakup
#secrets
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
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