Poems About Suffering Published by Members Recently Online
#suffering
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 1:45pm
30th Apr 2023 1:45pm
The Monster Hiding Within
The chains you put on my hands were never lifted.
Even after all those years,the painting on the wall is tilted.
Everyone tells me to just move on.
But how,when I have nobody to call on the phone?
My contact list is empty,and my heart bleeds still.
Because years ago,I lacked free will.
They taped my mouth shut,so I don't scream.
Telling me,that a silly child is all I have been.
I tried to explain it to them,I tried to set myself free.
But the chains of trauma tightened on me.
I tried to scream,run or hide.
But this...
Even after all those years,the painting on the wall is tilted.
Everyone tells me to just move on.
But how,when I have nobody to call on the phone?
My contact list is empty,and my heart bleeds still.
Because years ago,I lacked free will.
They taped my mouth shut,so I don't scream.
Telling me,that a silly child is all I have been.
I tried to explain it to them,I tried to set myself free.
But the chains of trauma tightened on me.
I tried to scream,run or hide.
But this...
#depression
#suffering
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
Spinning Plates
Once upon a time,
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#illness
#SelfReflection
#suffering
95 reads
8 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
Spinning Plates
Once upon a time,
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#illness
#SelfReflection
#suffering
95 reads
8 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
Spinning Plates
Once upon a time,
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#illness
#SelfReflection
#suffering
95 reads
8 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
Spinning Plates
Once upon a time,
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#illness
#SelfReflection
#suffering
95 reads
8 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
4th Mar 2024 00:52am
Spinning Plates
Once upon a time,
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
there lived a plate spinner.
Providing the momentum
to keep the plates moving
gave her purpose,
comfort and joy.
Although her life was busy,
she thrived for years
and would happily add more plates
whenever life required it.
Until one day,
she fell—
and all her plates
crashed
down
on
top
of
her
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#illness
#SelfReflection
#suffering
95 reads
8 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
Submerged
I
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
#love
#rejection
#courage
#UnrequitedLove
#suffering
832 reads
2 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
Submerged
I
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
#love
#rejection
#courage
#UnrequitedLove
#suffering
832 reads
2 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
Submerged
I
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
#love
#rejection
#courage
#UnrequitedLove
#suffering
832 reads
2 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
Submerged
I
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
#love
#rejection
#courage
#UnrequitedLove
#suffering
832 reads
2 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
18th Aug 2017 4:23am
Submerged
I
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
What I would say to you is
My mentality has been under
Your palm twisted around
Your fingers
And that will be no more.
You expected me to be
Submerged into this dream
That was so far from current
Reality that I felt
Trapped within the depths
Of your own hurt
Your own lack of identity.
Blamed for passivity
Chained to retreating
Into old patterns
Of a life desperate and ugly.
But I am not the weak
And forsaken woman
Who you took me as.
II
What I...
#love
#rejection
#courage
#UnrequitedLove
#suffering
832 reads
2 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
20th Nov 2023 00:41am
20th Nov 2023 00:41am
Pain is an old friend you invite for tea
Doing the right thing is known to hurt.
It's demonstrated in shows, movies, even books.
Nothing quite replicates it.
This pain is not something that can be read or seen.
The many nights awake, shaking with tears.
Mornings with heavy eyes and a shaken frame.
It may have been right.
But it still hurts.
It hurts and hurts and nothing can change that.
It's just there.
You can make deals with your pain, you can even beg it for forgiveness.
It will laugh, and hold you tighter.
The past...
It's demonstrated in shows, movies, even books.
Nothing quite replicates it.
This pain is not something that can be read or seen.
The many nights awake, shaking with tears.
Mornings with heavy eyes and a shaken frame.
It may have been right.
But it still hurts.
It hurts and hurts and nothing can change that.
It's just there.
You can make deals with your pain, you can even beg it for forgiveness.
It will laugh, and hold you tighter.
The past...
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
#suffering
#hurt
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