Poems About Suffering Published by Members Recently Online
#suffering
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
8th May 2024 1:19pm
8th May 2024 1:19pm
My Pain
Have you ever felt so much pain
that when someone is talking to you
you think of a thousand ways for them to die.
Are you ok?
No but you will not see that on my face
Nerve ending connecting
makes you know you're alive
Shit nerve ending connecting
I want to die
What the Fuuuuuck!
Medication is supposed to numb me
Damn medication not working
Shit I want to crawl out of my skin
"Oh Good morning, welcome, come in."
that when someone is talking to you
you think of a thousand ways for them to die.
Are you ok?
No but you will not see that on my face
Nerve ending connecting
makes you know you're alive
Shit nerve ending connecting
I want to die
What the Fuuuuuck!
Medication is supposed to numb me
Damn medication not working
Shit I want to crawl out of my skin
"Oh Good morning, welcome, come in."
#anger
#suffering
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16 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
Oracularity
The French gave us the word cliché
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
#anxiety
#suffering
#apathy
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
146 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
Oracularity
The French gave us the word cliché
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
#anxiety
#suffering
#apathy
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
146 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
Oracularity
The French gave us the word cliché
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
#anxiety
#suffering
#apathy
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
146 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
Oracularity
The French gave us the word cliché
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
#anxiety
#suffering
#apathy
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
146 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
Oracularity
The French gave us the word cliché
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
#anxiety
#suffering
#apathy
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
146 reads
10 Comments
Hellarchy
Poem Published
13th Aug 2018 1:43am
13th Aug 2018 1:43am
Sinking Sanity
Slither to your resting place
You vile, lying, thieving snake
I know you knew what was at stake
Yet you still threw it all away
As if you had not a care in the world
Now you really have none, into abyss hurled
You are the silhouette that I see on the horizon
Growing closer, I can feel your grip begin tighten
You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze
Until the juice is dripping out, the cure for your disease
What relieves your self-inflicted pain
Has me caught in a migraine
Feeling like I want to drill a...
You vile, lying, thieving snake
I know you knew what was at stake
Yet you still threw it all away
As if you had not a care in the world
Now you really have none, into abyss hurled
You are the silhouette that I see on the horizon
Growing closer, I can feel your grip begin tighten
You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze
Until the juice is dripping out, the cure for your disease
What relieves your self-inflicted pain
Has me caught in a migraine
Feeling like I want to drill a...
#abuse
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
481 reads
3 Comments
Hellarchy
Poem Published
13th Aug 2018 1:43am
13th Aug 2018 1:43am
Sinking Sanity
Slither to your resting place
You vile, lying, thieving snake
I know you knew what was at stake
Yet you still threw it all away
As if you had not a care in the world
Now you really have none, into abyss hurled
You are the silhouette that I see on the horizon
Growing closer, I can feel your grip begin tighten
You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze
Until the juice is dripping out, the cure for your disease
What relieves your self-inflicted pain
Has me caught in a migraine
Feeling like I want to drill a...
You vile, lying, thieving snake
I know you knew what was at stake
Yet you still threw it all away
As if you had not a care in the world
Now you really have none, into abyss hurled
You are the silhouette that I see on the horizon
Growing closer, I can feel your grip begin tighten
You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze
Until the juice is dripping out, the cure for your disease
What relieves your self-inflicted pain
Has me caught in a migraine
Feeling like I want to drill a...
#abuse
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
481 reads
3 Comments
Hellarchy
Poem Published
13th Aug 2018 1:43am
13th Aug 2018 1:43am
Sinking Sanity
Slither to your resting place
You vile, lying, thieving snake
I know you knew what was at stake
Yet you still threw it all away
As if you had not a care in the world
Now you really have none, into abyss hurled
You are the silhouette that I see on the horizon
Growing closer, I can feel your grip begin tighten
You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze
Until the juice is dripping out, the cure for your disease
What relieves your self-inflicted pain
Has me caught in a migraine
Feeling like I want to drill a...
You vile, lying, thieving snake
I know you knew what was at stake
Yet you still threw it all away
As if you had not a care in the world
Now you really have none, into abyss hurled
You are the silhouette that I see on the horizon
Growing closer, I can feel your grip begin tighten
You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze
Until the juice is dripping out, the cure for your disease
What relieves your self-inflicted pain
Has me caught in a migraine
Feeling like I want to drill a...
#abuse
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
481 reads
3 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 8:21pm
10th Apr 2024 8:21pm
Such is Suffering
Troubled, distressed
trauma and woe
unwavering discomfort
enduring sorrow
Feelings of anguish
consumed by despair
unfortunate hardships
a heavy cross to bear
Amid charred ashes
of loss and tragedy
existence, not living
bounded, unfree
Such is suffering
this human condition
seemingly endless
with no remission
Twilight of death
a wretched place
ultimately necessary
that I may find my grace
trauma and woe
unwavering discomfort
enduring sorrow
Feelings of anguish
consumed by despair
unfortunate hardships
a heavy cross to bear
Amid charred ashes
of loss and tragedy
existence, not living
bounded, unfree
Such is suffering
this human condition
seemingly endless
with no remission
Twilight of death
a wretched place
ultimately necessary
that I may find my grace
#suffering
#NaPoWriMo2024
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1 Comment
mel44
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 8:21pm
10th Apr 2024 8:21pm
Such is Suffering
Troubled, distressed
trauma and woe
unwavering discomfort
enduring sorrow
Feelings of anguish
consumed by despair
unfortunate hardships
a heavy cross to bear
Amid charred ashes
of loss and tragedy
existence, not living
bounded, unfree
Such is suffering
this human condition
seemingly endless
with no remission
Twilight of death
a wretched place
ultimately necessary
that I may find my grace
trauma and woe
unwavering discomfort
enduring sorrow
Feelings of anguish
consumed by despair
unfortunate hardships
a heavy cross to bear
Amid charred ashes
of loss and tragedy
existence, not living
bounded, unfree
Such is suffering
this human condition
seemingly endless
with no remission
Twilight of death
a wretched place
ultimately necessary
that I may find my grace
#suffering
#NaPoWriMo2024
102 reads
1 Comment
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
40 reads
2 Comments
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