Poems about Suffering
#suffering
Poems about suffering, physical or mental pain. Emotional poems about personal suffering, or those who are suffering in society.
Casa_Nova
Poem Published
Today 3:37am
Today 3:37am
I don't have a title for this
Why are people painted into the role of either the hero or the villain? What does it mean to be the villain? Is it putting others at risk? Stealing? The want to oppose the system? Being driven by greed and hate? And how is one a hero? Saving others? Doing good deeds? Being selfless? Bravery? How are these things supposed to classify a hero between a villain? A hero can look good from the outside but who knows what they are on the inside, behind closed doors. And what if the villain is forced to do the things they do? What if they have no other choice but to steal and oppose authority? In...
#lies
#suffering
#deception
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
19th Jan 2022 9:49am
19th Jan 2022 9:49am
Whata Pain
#depression
#frustration
#suffering
23 reads
2 Comments
wild_thing_
Poem Published
19th Jan 2022 4:26am
19th Jan 2022 4:26am
Dear Emily Dickinson
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#prose
#suffering
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Tracey_Leigh
Poem Published
18th Jan 2022 2:13am
18th Jan 2022 2:13am
Simplicity
There is something that was never told
It’s about a knowing that exists only inside that oh
so dark void within
Words that wind around my throat
choking truth due to your judgement
of me…the bitch with a cold heart
so you say
This “waste” of time never told you that our time
spent together was special to me.
We are and always will be two broken souls,
living and loving from the dark night of the soul
Saying the word love exposes that vulnerable whore
you expect women to be
Sad part is…mine was…is...
It’s about a knowing that exists only inside that oh
so dark void within
Words that wind around my throat
choking truth due to your judgement
of me…the bitch with a cold heart
so you say
This “waste” of time never told you that our time
spent together was special to me.
We are and always will be two broken souls,
living and loving from the dark night of the soul
Saying the word love exposes that vulnerable whore
you expect women to be
Sad part is…mine was…is...
#sadness
#suffering
#emptiness
59 reads
11 Comments
Burningbutterfly
Poem Published
17th Jan 2022 2:50pm
17th Jan 2022 2:50pm
In Deference to Bia and Melinoe on the Path to Tartarus
Tonight I am fortune tellers and tarot cards.
depression dressed up in red lipstick
All heavy breath
No heart
Numb
meteor showers behind cloudy skies
I will burn out before I reach out
I am to far away
(Tonight) I can feel the distance
between myself and the sun
Can feel every flame lick out from its surface
grabbing onto my skin
The clouds heavy with rain in their stomachs
Desperately trying to hold it in
The sky is black
(Tonight) I am glass empty
third bottle of the night
Blackout...
depression dressed up in red lipstick
All heavy breath
No heart
Numb
meteor showers behind cloudy skies
I will burn out before I reach out
I am to far away
(Tonight) I can feel the distance
between myself and the sun
Can feel every flame lick out from its surface
grabbing onto my skin
The clouds heavy with rain in their stomachs
Desperately trying to hold it in
The sky is black
(Tonight) I am glass empty
third bottle of the night
Blackout...
#secrets
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
#emotional
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setmeaflame
Poem Published
14th Jan 2022 5:33am
14th Jan 2022 5:33am
Perpetual Freezer-burn
I used to hate the snow,
but now I want to be buried in it.
I want to freeze over.
I want my blood vessels to cement
and become rigid.
I want my pulse to turn weak.
I want to be so cold that I feel like i’m on fire,
burning alive.
The thought of my skin becoming pale,
and the constricting sensation in my lungs
ignites serenity,
and brings composure to my mind.
but now I want to be buried in it.
I want to freeze over.
I want my blood vessels to cement
and become rigid.
I want my pulse to turn weak.
I want to be so cold that I feel like i’m on fire,
burning alive.
The thought of my skin becoming pale,
and the constricting sensation in my lungs
ignites serenity,
and brings composure to my mind.
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
#temptation
52 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
14th Jan 2022 00:41am
14th Jan 2022 00:41am
A Pain In The Derriere!
Doing the Rumba,
On my
Lumbar.
Getting
Fanatica,
To clear the
Sciatica!
by Jemia
On my
Lumbar.
Getting
Fanatica,
To clear the
Sciatica!
by Jemia
#funny
#suffering
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MissTess
Poem Published
13th Jan 2022 3:23pm
13th Jan 2022 3:23pm
I Forgive You
Looking back
I wonder why
The light changed in your eyes.
The father I loved
Plotting my demise
With his lustful heart;
His roaming hands.
Discovering forbidden land
As he snatched the unripened fruit;
Devouring it again and again.
Year after year.
It became the norm
To live in fear
And secrecy.
Who could ever believe me?
I thought no one would.
For a time I hated you.
I hated myself.
There was nothing left.
I was lost,
But God showed me the way.
Kept me from going astray.
All...
I wonder why
The light changed in your eyes.
The father I loved
Plotting my demise
With his lustful heart;
His roaming hands.
Discovering forbidden land
As he snatched the unripened fruit;
Devouring it again and again.
Year after year.
It became the norm
To live in fear
And secrecy.
Who could ever believe me?
I thought no one would.
For a time I hated you.
I hated myself.
There was nothing left.
I was lost,
But God showed me the way.
Kept me from going astray.
All...
#forgiveness
#suffering
32 reads
2 Comments
TypicalDoom
Poem Published
4th Jan 2022 3:28am
4th Jan 2022 3:28am
immortal wounds
time drifts from end to end
release these chains, torn wrists i must tend
sticky and bloody and salty and sweet
fleshy, shredded, and bone crunching deep
drenched in ichor and swollen eyes wail
listless and weakened, broken and frail
grasping toward the mournful whispers
cloying melodies echo tales of glimmers
precious baby, honey sweet and gold
delicate jewel, unfathomably cold
heart crunching and brain melting
deepening sorrow and poison erupting
bubbling, brewing, simmering, stewing
tall...
release these chains, torn wrists i must tend
sticky and bloody and salty and sweet
fleshy, shredded, and bone crunching deep
drenched in ichor and swollen eyes wail
listless and weakened, broken and frail
grasping toward the mournful whispers
cloying melodies echo tales of glimmers
precious baby, honey sweet and gold
delicate jewel, unfathomably cold
heart crunching and brain melting
deepening sorrow and poison erupting
bubbling, brewing, simmering, stewing
tall...
#despair
#suffering
#fear
93 reads
2 Comments
TypicalDoom
Poem Published
31st Dec 2021 2:51am
31st Dec 2021 2:51am
daily demise
long before the curse that binds
less forlorn in savage times
wish me gone in delicate rhymes
and whisk me, worn, in thorny vines
lay me down in silken threads
place my head upon its bed
twist my neck in sickening dread
and drain me clean of anything red
winter’s drear darkens the feast
for light brings grief upon the beast
let no one let this sabbath cease
rend my flesh, bloated and bleached
less forlorn in savage times
wish me gone in delicate rhymes
and whisk me, worn, in thorny vines
lay me down in silken threads
place my head upon its bed
twist my neck in sickening dread
and drain me clean of anything red
winter’s drear darkens the feast
for light brings grief upon the beast
let no one let this sabbath cease
rend my flesh, bloated and bleached
#death
#evil
#suffering #sacrifice
#suffering #sacrifice
132 reads
8 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
30th Dec 2021 11:05pm
30th Dec 2021 11:05pm
Cassie
Cassie, obviously, had been brought up in the cult. She must have sat in the same punishment room, desperate for freedom. She must have witnessed the chanting, the fights, the humiliating rituals - the trust exercises, as Uncle had referred to them. She must have explored the same nearby countryside, the wooded hills, the wild stretches of heath land that had gone on for miles. She must have run along on the same beach, dipping her toes into the warm sea, searching for fossils.
Perhaps the leader had terrorised Cassie too. An experience shared. An experience no one would...
Perhaps the leader had terrorised Cassie too. An experience shared. An experience no one would...
#memories
#mystery
#suffering #risk
#suffering #risk
90 reads
9 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
21st Dec 2021 5:43pm
21st Dec 2021 5:43pm
The Way I Feel
I do not want your counsel and advice.
Where were you when I was enduring hunger?
You were not there when I was thirsty.
When I was having financial problems,
You did not assist me in my hour of need.
When I was in pain and mental distress,
You were not around to sympathise with me.
I needed the comforting words of a friend.
You made me feel like an outsider.
I had to sit up in bed so I could keep breathing,
But you could sleep soundly at night.
I did not see you when I was gasping for air.
I felt that I was...
Where were you when I was enduring hunger?
You were not there when I was thirsty.
When I was having financial problems,
You did not assist me in my hour of need.
When I was in pain and mental distress,
You were not around to sympathise with me.
I needed the comforting words of a friend.
You made me feel like an outsider.
I had to sit up in bed so I could keep breathing,
But you could sleep soundly at night.
I did not see you when I was gasping for air.
I felt that I was...
#night
#illness
#sleep
#suffering
#morality
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