Poems about Suffering
#suffering
Poems about suffering, physical or mental pain. Emotional poems about personal suffering, or those who are suffering in society.
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Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 7:04pm
1st Jan 2025 7:04pm
Drain
You say it again, “You don’t love me,”
etching it into existence, carving it into stone.
The wall I once thought I had torn down,
you build it anew, brick by brick,
fortifying the distance between us.
We were once so steady, so alive with laughter,
but the light in your eyes flickers and fades.
Should I stay? I wonder,
as you drain my spirit,
leaving me hollow, weary from the fight.
It feels as though you thrive on breaking me,
pulling strength from my exhaustion.
I beg you to stop—
I don’t want to fight anymore, ...
etching it into existence, carving it into stone.
The wall I once thought I had torn down,
you build it anew, brick by brick,
fortifying the distance between us.
We were once so steady, so alive with laughter,
but the light in your eyes flickers and fades.
Should I stay? I wonder,
as you drain my spirit,
leaving me hollow, weary from the fight.
It feels as though you thrive on breaking me,
pulling strength from my exhaustion.
I beg you to stop—
I don’t want to fight anymore, ...
#anxiety
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
#suffering
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 1:31am
1st Jan 2025 1:31am
Seeking Answers
Binge watching a lot of Sigma female videos, trying to understand myself and trying to understand that my way of thinking is not flawed. It's just different.
I got chewed out by many people for saying on a forum that this world thrives off corruption and greed and inauthenticity. I don't really know what is wrong with what I said. Drama sure is exhausting. Criticism especially criticism that seems demeaning rather than constructive zaps my energy. I would not be friends with any of these people. I'm picky as is with friendships. But people who will treat me like I'm weak or...
I got chewed out by many people for saying on a forum that this world thrives off corruption and greed and inauthenticity. I don't really know what is wrong with what I said. Drama sure is exhausting. Criticism especially criticism that seems demeaning rather than constructive zaps my energy. I would not be friends with any of these people. I'm picky as is with friendships. But people who will treat me like I'm weak or...
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
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1 Comment
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 8:41pm
26th Dec 2024 8:41pm
So Many Voices...
#lies
#manipulation
#shadows #suffering
#shadows #suffering
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LunaDahlia
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 4:41am
24th Dec 2024 4:41am
Down the Rabbit Hole Of My Trauma And Nightmares
#abuse
#nightmares
#suffering
23 reads
2 Comments
Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 6:52am
23rd Dec 2024 6:52am
the rabBIT hole
Down into the hollow....
Where no one else will follow.
Where no one else will know.
Somewhere deeper than below.
That's where you'll find me.... grasping!
Within me, my Spiritual self, gasping....
For the real me, & for air....
But time, & again there is nobody, & there is nothing there.
That's when I start to free fall.
That's when I can hear my God, beginning to call.
But I've abandoned "nearly" all control....
Traveling once more, down that same old rabBIT hole.
Down into the...
Where no one else will follow.
Where no one else will know.
Somewhere deeper than below.
That's where you'll find me.... grasping!
Within me, my Spiritual self, gasping....
For the real me, & for air....
But time, & again there is nobody, & there is nothing there.
That's when I start to free fall.
That's when I can hear my God, beginning to call.
But I've abandoned "nearly" all control....
Traveling once more, down that same old rabBIT hole.
Down into the...
#dark
#death
#evil
#suffering
#temptation
89 reads
3 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 1:53pm
22nd Dec 2024 1:53pm
Why I Could Never Be a Therapist
My mom always said I'd be a great therapist. I listen and emphasize. I know psychology well and like to psychoanalyze people.
But the problem I have with is fitting someone's experience into a box.
Let's take the well known CBT method.
Someone comes to you with my kind of problems.
And you tell them how could you reframe this to something more positive.
When you are literally dying and begging on your knees just to be heard for the pain.
CBT didn't help me. Having a caring therapist did. Having loving friends did. Having Heidi...
But the problem I have with is fitting someone's experience into a box.
Let's take the well known CBT method.
Someone comes to you with my kind of problems.
And you tell them how could you reframe this to something more positive.
When you are literally dying and begging on your knees just to be heard for the pain.
CBT didn't help me. Having a caring therapist did. Having loving friends did. Having Heidi...
#hypocrisy
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
62 reads
2 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 1:04pm
20th Dec 2024 1:04pm
Sinking
I took a sip of forever
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
#dark
#suffering
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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
50 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
49 reads
1 Comment
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 9:13am
17th Dec 2024 9:13am
Food For Thought
It feels like I've come back to life
after several days of death or dying.
How spiteful the stomach and mind were to join forces and bring me to my knees, sapping energy and twisting rationality.
Individually, they are manageable,but when they gang up, they make a formidable foe.
It wasn't always like this but depression or suffering of any sort, leaves permanent scar tissue,weak spots in the soul, that are easily exploited by loose discursive thoughts and a gut that's out of whack.
Anyhow.
I believe, the more you suffer, the less you...
after several days of death or dying.
How spiteful the stomach and mind were to join forces and bring me to my knees, sapping energy and twisting rationality.
Individually, they are manageable,but when they gang up, they make a formidable foe.
It wasn't always like this but depression or suffering of any sort, leaves permanent scar tissue,weak spots in the soul, that are easily exploited by loose discursive thoughts and a gut that's out of whack.
Anyhow.
I believe, the more you suffer, the less you...
#suffering
36 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 2:10am
15th Dec 2024 2:10am
each day hurts
unfortunately,
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
#disability
#emotional
#illness
#suffering
#vulnerability
69 reads
7 Comments
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
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