Poems About Suffering Seeking Honest Critique
#suffering
Poems about suffering seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 9:49am
18th Dec 2024 9:49am
Migraine
MIGRAINE
When the
words spin
I can not write...
I sleep and
enter the
nightmares...
...inhuman dead hands touching me
places I don't give permission...
never is permission given!
Fingers are worms...
stench makes me want
to hurl stomach contents...
...stomach is acid...
full of fear.
I'M FREEZING!
Monsters come
and take what they want -
as they have always done.
I have no fight left...
further scarred...
further scared -
Maybe I'll...
When the
words spin
I can not write...
I sleep and
enter the
nightmares...
...inhuman dead hands touching me
places I don't give permission...
never is permission given!
Fingers are worms...
stench makes me want
to hurl stomach contents...
...stomach is acid...
full of fear.
I'M FREEZING!
Monsters come
and take what they want -
as they have always done.
I have no fight left...
further scarred...
further scared -
Maybe I'll...
#hurt
#MentalHealth
#suffering
36 reads
2 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 4:53am
18th Dec 2024 4:53am
Koan 1
I holistically.
Preclude your.
Mindfulness.
For the upaya.
Of a burnt.
Old.
Cigarette.
Preclude your.
Mindfulness.
For the upaya.
Of a burnt.
Old.
Cigarette.
#suffering
46 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 10:03pm
12th Dec 2024 10:03pm
My 2.5 Children
#abuse
#children
#suffering
36 reads
3 Comments
u53l355
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 5:31pm
12th Dec 2024 5:31pm
Dead
My body slowly becomes intertwined with the soil,
Feeding the worms , giving back to the earth.
I have never felt so free.
- Forgotten writer
Feeding the worms , giving back to the earth.
I have never felt so free.
- Forgotten writer
#dark
#death
#depression
#suffering
#suicide
102 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 3:11am
12th Dec 2024 3:11am
Espejo
Distracted by
Distraught interactions
with others who don’t understand
nor do they care
nor do I care if
who gives a shit?
Rambling on again and again
to somehow heal
through an idiot’s catharsis
Believing in something
to believe in something
to feel a reason
to keep on believing
that life is worth living
but in the end
all the same bullshit
just painted a different color
Join their party?
Why would I?
Well
of course I...
Distraught interactions
with others who don’t understand
nor do they care
nor do I care if
who gives a shit?
Rambling on again and again
to somehow heal
through an idiot’s catharsis
Believing in something
to believe in something
to feel a reason
to keep on believing
that life is worth living
but in the end
all the same bullshit
just painted a different color
Join their party?
Why would I?
Well
of course I...
#confessional
#FreeVerse
#StreamOfConsciousness
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
67 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 4:04am
9th Dec 2024 4:04am
Quake in Aleppo
Quake in Aleppo
The ground shook
And the earth stood up
Wihile the world watched
But no help will come to Aleppo
Cause a tyrant rules
With his russian fools
No help comes to Aleppo
As history crumbles
A land steeped in history
People in misery
Propped up leader assad
Is a puppet of Putin
2 year old boy buried in rubble
But he’s not saved by rubles
Or by Wagner ruthlessly
Killing the innocent’s
Puppet can’t protect his citizens
Propped up by thugs and thieves ...
The ground shook
And the earth stood up
Wihile the world watched
But no help will come to Aleppo
Cause a tyrant rules
With his russian fools
No help comes to Aleppo
As history crumbles
A land steeped in history
People in misery
Propped up leader assad
Is a puppet of Putin
2 year old boy buried in rubble
But he’s not saved by rubles
Or by Wagner ruthlessly
Killing the innocent’s
Puppet can’t protect his citizens
Propped up by thugs and thieves ...
#bittersweet
#sadness
#suffering
55 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 10:39am
4th Dec 2024 10:39am
The Painful Train Ride
On the LIRR to Penn Station
Hot
Thick
I can smell myself
The floor is covered with garbage
I see a girl on the platform when we stop at the next town
I wish
I wish I could lift myself from this seat and touch her
I don't want to break her arm though
Do you want to know me?
My pain would crush your rib cage
I could love you
I wish I could stop running
Hot
Thick
I can smell myself
The floor is covered with garbage
I see a girl on the platform when we stop at the next town
I wish
I wish I could lift myself from this seat and touch her
I don't want to break her arm though
Do you want to know me?
My pain would crush your rib cage
I could love you
I wish I could stop running
#anxiety
#courage
#fear
#love
#suffering
93 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 10:53am
2nd Dec 2024 10:53am
Pulverize Human Dignity
Flesh Violated
Gore On The Sheets
Crying Remains
Fragmented Self-Esteem
Pulverize Human Dignity
A Crucial Experience
Frayed Personalities
Godforsaken Rites
Cleansing Remains
Feelings Aren't Important
Gorgeousness And Health
Crying Remains
They Take Your Lust
They Take Your Pride
They Pierce And Stitch And Scorch You
And Leave You Scarred For Life
Mutilated And Traumatized
Free Like A Bird
Gun In The Mouth
Calm The Remains
Gore On The Sheets
Crying Remains
Fragmented Self-Esteem
Pulverize Human Dignity
A Crucial Experience
Frayed Personalities
Godforsaken Rites
Cleansing Remains
Feelings Aren't Important
Gorgeousness And Health
Crying Remains
They Take Your Lust
They Take Your Pride
They Pierce And Stitch And Scorch You
And Leave You Scarred For Life
Mutilated And Traumatized
Free Like A Bird
Gun In The Mouth
Calm The Remains
#abuse
#deception
#manipulation
#oppression
#suffering
72 reads
6 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 4:20pm
30th Nov 2024 4:20pm
Delving into past memories like a hand deep in the biscuit tin
I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.”
― Jean-Paul Sartre
Never really been one for seeing a therapist, this bleeding of ink being my preferred method.
However embellished or not they may be, remembering. Never let the truth get in the way of a good yarn.
When ones muse, is the literal picking at scars. Well its relatable and understandable how the truth can sometimes gets blurred.
Smoking, that guiding light to the final coffin nail. That said there is something soothing...
― Jean-Paul Sartre
Never really been one for seeing a therapist, this bleeding of ink being my preferred method.
However embellished or not they may be, remembering. Never let the truth get in the way of a good yarn.
When ones muse, is the literal picking at scars. Well its relatable and understandable how the truth can sometimes gets blurred.
Smoking, that guiding light to the final coffin nail. That said there is something soothing...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD #suffering
#PTSD #suffering
88 reads
4 Comments
Onyxceila
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 2:50am
28th Nov 2024 2:50am
Veiled Love
The true depths of selfishness
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts,
I could never have knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim, a gluttonous lust
Seeming to serve you all that you want
While feeding on your primal thoughts
Stripping the essence from all that you love
Instilling the eternal instinct of one
caught in the grip of sadness
I was dragged into a fiery realm
my tears white with phosphorus
Burning holes through my skin as they fell
These iron chains
Forged...
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts,
I could never have knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim, a gluttonous lust
Seeming to serve you all that you want
While feeding on your primal thoughts
Stripping the essence from all that you love
Instilling the eternal instinct of one
caught in the grip of sadness
I was dragged into a fiery realm
my tears white with phosphorus
Burning holes through my skin as they fell
These iron chains
Forged...
#bittersweet
#courage
#heartbroken
#nightmares
#suffering
108 reads
0 Comments
Kendall_Cliche4
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 5:06pm
26th Nov 2024 5:06pm
Has the
Has the ceiling ever looked at you,
And lifted itself up more?
Has the vent ever seen your shivers,
And closed its warm healing doors?
Has the moon ever heard your tears,
And hidden behind a cloud?
Has the loneliness ever found you,
When you were in a large crowd?
Has your heart ever skipped a beat,
When you thought of those who left?
Has your family ever turned you down,
For all the secrets you’ve kept?
Has the blanket ever made you cold,
As punishment for your tears?
Has the figure in the closet ever acted...
And lifted itself up more?
Has the vent ever seen your shivers,
And closed its warm healing doors?
Has the moon ever heard your tears,
And hidden behind a cloud?
Has the loneliness ever found you,
When you were in a large crowd?
Has your heart ever skipped a beat,
When you thought of those who left?
Has your family ever turned you down,
For all the secrets you’ve kept?
Has the blanket ever made you cold,
As punishment for your tears?
Has the figure in the closet ever acted...
#despair
#family
#sadness #suffering
#sadness #suffering
54 reads
0 Comments
ChaosScripted
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 6:12am
24th Nov 2024 6:12am
“Waiting”
Waiting with insomnia,
My companion to the end.
Eyes closed, heart in pieces;
Too many to mend.
Racing thoughts, going so slow;
Dreams lost, couldn’t find my way.
Gave up long ago-
In supplication I pray.
A path with purpose;
A burden too great.
Dejected and hopeless
I carry this weight.
Unable to understand,
Or misunderstood.
Intention’s become blurred;
Beginning to question what’s good.
Half truths and trusting smiles;
Love laced with complete lies.
Spreading stain of deception
Bleeding before...
My companion to the end.
Eyes closed, heart in pieces;
Too many to mend.
Racing thoughts, going so slow;
Dreams lost, couldn’t find my way.
Gave up long ago-
In supplication I pray.
A path with purpose;
A burden too great.
Dejected and hopeless
I carry this weight.
Unable to understand,
Or misunderstood.
Intention’s become blurred;
Beginning to question what’s good.
Half truths and trusting smiles;
Love laced with complete lies.
Spreading stain of deception
Bleeding before...
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#suffering
#suicide
120 reads
7 Comments
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