Poems about Suffering
#suffering
Poems about suffering, physical or mental pain. Emotional poems about personal suffering, or those who are suffering in society.
AaHarvey
Poem Published
Today 11:55am
Today 11:55am
Broken bottle
Heart breaks in two, waiting on a love to come.
Save me from the time that I don't have; where is my fun?
I am in need of ears and lips and a hand to hold,
But it is too cold in my bed for any lost soul,
Other than mine to lie and lie I do about how I feel,
Because I hide my life away from all those who would steal.
When once upon a time I would have given it away.
Now I am too late to make a change.
Still I age and with age comes reasoning and clearer thinking.
No intoxicated, medicated, not interested, only spinning,
To pass the...
Save me from the time that I don't have; where is my fun?
I am in need of ears and lips and a hand to hold,
But it is too cold in my bed for any lost soul,
Other than mine to lie and lie I do about how I feel,
Because I hide my life away from all those who would steal.
When once upon a time I would have given it away.
Now I am too late to make a change.
Still I age and with age comes reasoning and clearer thinking.
No intoxicated, medicated, not interested, only spinning,
To pass the...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
#hurt
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SBiscBoi
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 11:09am
21st Sep 2020 11:09am
Struggle
4:00 AM and it's dark out
The pond of happiness suffering from a drought
I stare at my phone, feeling alone
wondering where did my love for life go
I close my eyes
I think of a time
Where I can hold a girl that loves me,
maybe even start a family of my own
They told me love was eternal
But the longest I've had love was maybe a few months
I keep all feelings of "happiness" external
Cause I think we both know there isn't any on the internal
Going to bed is a mess
My head is pain and then I begin to sweat
Ball up and ponder on...
The pond of happiness suffering from a drought
I stare at my phone, feeling alone
wondering where did my love for life go
I close my eyes
I think of a time
Where I can hold a girl that loves me,
maybe even start a family of my own
They told me love was eternal
But the longest I've had love was maybe a few months
I keep all feelings of "happiness" external
Cause I think we both know there isn't any on the internal
Going to bed is a mess
My head is pain and then I begin to sweat
Ball up and ponder on...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#suffering
#disappointment
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TheMonsterfromHe11
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 7:14am
19th Sep 2020 7:14am
My heart's catacombs
There's a door that I see every night, closed.
Standing on a damp shallow puddle, in a pure blackened hue room.
The door has no connecting walls, just standing on its own in the middle of the room taunting in a way.
Menacing but luring.
Almost like it's staring at me.
On that fateful day, when I was being beckoned towards death near the brink of giving in.
It opened for me, the opening showed a "opportunity".
The cold change in temperature hit me immediately first upon the breeze that came through.
It felt...
Standing on a damp shallow puddle, in a pure blackened hue room.
The door has no connecting walls, just standing on its own in the middle of the room taunting in a way.
Menacing but luring.
Almost like it's staring at me.
On that fateful day, when I was being beckoned towards death near the brink of giving in.
It opened for me, the opening showed a "opportunity".
The cold change in temperature hit me immediately first upon the breeze that came through.
It felt...
#sadness
#grief
#conflict
#suffering
#separation
22 reads
Seemtress
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 00:50am
19th Sep 2020 00:50am
Turn the other Cheek
Do you see me
Does my gaze disturb you
Do you want to look away
because I look a little blue
Does my own suffering
bother you somehow
If you turn the other cheek
do you feel better now
Or can you look me in the eye
and acknowledge me still
cause one day it may be you
off the road to pleasantville
Does my gaze disturb you
Do you want to look away
because I look a little blue
Does my own suffering
bother you somehow
If you turn the other cheek
do you feel better now
Or can you look me in the eye
and acknowledge me still
cause one day it may be you
off the road to pleasantville
#sadness
#kindness
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
#apathy
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 11:42pm
17th Sep 2020 11:42pm
A Prayer for Sick and Lonely, (both forsaken From God's GOOD Graces).
A'times the lonely get sick,
A'times the sick be lonely,
Sometimes the lonely are sick,
And ViceVersa.
(Are you sick? Are You lonely?
You can tell me.
I'm avid supporter [& participant] of both.
Sicklonely Lonelysick and so'forth)
A'times the sick must kill the lonely.
A'times the lonely will pummel the sick
in their sick'beds with base'ball bats, hammers,
axes, dove feathers, and what-have-You.
(Sometimes the earth itself seems sick,
seems lonely).
A'times the...
A'times the sick be lonely,
Sometimes the lonely are sick,
And ViceVersa.
(Are you sick? Are You lonely?
You can tell me.
I'm avid supporter [& participant] of both.
Sicklonely Lonelysick and so'forth)
A'times the sick must kill the lonely.
A'times the lonely will pummel the sick
in their sick'beds with base'ball bats, hammers,
axes, dove feathers, and what-have-You.
(Sometimes the earth itself seems sick,
seems lonely).
A'times the...
#happiness
#loneliness
#illness
#gratitude
#suffering
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Stoney223
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 00:36am
17th Sep 2020 00:36am
NO LONGER ARE YOU
They say when you go through something's that we never thought we needed to learn from life, it comes with an even higher price of lessons, that we must learn to navigate through along with the hurt along with the suffering. For it is through the passing of time which is constantly, and theology changing within us recreating the depth of the darkness that sometimes, controls our true emotions and feelings and subconsciousness. For even though you may think that it is only scratching at the surface of your subconsciousness, it is merely taking you deeper into the bottomless pit of hell...
#dark
#lies
#tragedy
#suffering
#manipulation
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6 Comments
badmalthus
Harry Rout
Harry Rout
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 8:02am
15th Sep 2020 8:02am
Zen Black No. 1
If you love the sacred and despise
the ordinary, you are still bobbing
in the ocean of delusion.” Linji
clinging
to figures
of beauty
we measure
one against
the other
then
many of us
slip
and perish
between
the cracks
Harry Rout 2020
the ordinary, you are still bobbing
in the ocean of delusion.” Linji
clinging
to figures
of beauty
we measure
one against
the other
then
many of us
slip
and perish
between
the cracks
Harry Rout 2020
#beauty
#suffering
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TheGiftedOne
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 4:29am
15th Sep 2020 4:29am
What it Means to Suffer
Stinging pain beyond compare.
Unbearable anguish laid bare.
Falling into deep sorrow and guilt.
Feeling the body completely wilt.
Echoing through the heart.
Realizing everything fell apart.
Unbearable anguish laid bare.
Falling into deep sorrow and guilt.
Feeling the body completely wilt.
Echoing through the heart.
Realizing everything fell apart.
#sadness
#anxiety
#despair
#suffering
#hurt
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6 Comments
1337y2k
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 1:39pm
13th Sep 2020 1:39pm
Vendetta / Vengeance
La vendetta è la sensazione migliore, ma ti ha lascia vuoto dentro,
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Nessun dio, nessun fato,
Mi concederà la vendetta.
Mi ci è voluto molto lavoro,
Per pianificare la mia vendetta.
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Prima che il mio tempo finisca,
Voglio vedere la mia vendetta.
...
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Nessun dio, nessun fato,
Mi concederà la vendetta.
Mi ci è voluto molto lavoro,
Per pianificare la mia vendetta.
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Prima che il mio tempo finisca,
Voglio vedere la mia vendetta.
...
#death
#suffering
#revenge
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Foreverbroken
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 2:16am
13th Sep 2020 2:16am
GRIEF
Forced upon my knees, the weight of you upon my shoulders.
I scramble to find my footing, spine breaking, my head falls - I raise my eyes to embrace yours.
Free me from your grip and I will never forget you.
Devour me no more - compromise my will no more - allow me to heal!
You consume me, oh intoxicating - GRIEF
I scramble to find my footing, spine breaking, my head falls - I raise my eyes to embrace yours.
Free me from your grip and I will never forget you.
Devour me no more - compromise my will no more - allow me to heal!
You consume me, oh intoxicating - GRIEF
#sadness
#depression
#grief
#suffering
#hurt
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sekatana
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 9:07pm
12th Sep 2020 9:07pm
Blank bioscope
Blank stare
I'm so filled with
Empty
Yet still get envied
This is nothing
But if it took you
Everything,then atleast
That's what I'm getting
I'm so filled with
Empty
Yet still get envied
This is nothing
But if it took you
Everything,then atleast
That's what I'm getting
#suffering
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ravibabygirl
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 6:03pm
12th Sep 2020 6:03pm
my panic room
so last night I triggered my own self
may have gotten too excited
then I saw these two monsters called anxiety and depression
these I was welcoming my guests
everything was so silent
as I saw them going over me there so tall
I couldn't control them or keep them away
I sat up I was breathing in and out
they were crushing me
sinking me lower
I was breathing and rocking back and forth
holding on to my pillow
as I cried wanting desperately to be normal
where a little excitement wouldn't affect me negatively...
may have gotten too excited
then I saw these two monsters called anxiety and depression
these I was welcoming my guests
everything was so silent
as I saw them going over me there so tall
I couldn't control them or keep them away
I sat up I was breathing in and out
they were crushing me
sinking me lower
I was breathing and rocking back and forth
holding on to my pillow
as I cried wanting desperately to be normal
where a little excitement wouldn't affect me negatively...
#shadows
#silence
#MentalHealth #suffering
#MentalHealth #suffering
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