Hurt Poems | Examples of Hurt Poetry

I didn’t want to light the flame, But damn, you handed me the match. We played a bitter little game— Now neither one can scratch the scratch. I offered peace, I begged, I tried, You laughed and chose the sword instead. So now the happy parts have died— I burned the photos in my head. The goal was never you or me, It somehow...

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Things have changed and you don't feel the same Just showing affection to each other feels strange What have I done to make you become this way Was it my pass mistakes and the things that I say Maybe the interest is lost and you can't tell me Even without your saying so it isn't hard to see Is there...

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Once there was a man who stumbled into a ditch, He fell hard and let out a painful pitch. You see, this hole was terribly deep, He couldn’t climb out—the walls were too steep. So he waited on sun and moon for aid, Till down fell a boy, with a shout, dismayed. They talked awhile and made a plan: “You’ll stand on...

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I’m not writing poems anymore. Somewhere along the way, I feel like I lost the poet in me---- the spark, the soul, the words. I’m choosing to start fresh, to rediscover myself beyond verses and rhymes. Thank you for all the appreciation, love, and support you've shown me. I hope you understand this new beginning I’m...

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The squirrel’s hell is, for the hound, heaven. And the rain, thunder, which flatten leaven, Quench also the thirst of blossom’d flowers. Tears spring forth joyful, in equal power With grief and lost hope. Mourning by morning, laughing and crying Roller coaster emotions’ living, dying. The hurt exquisite, the joy so fleeting, My soul stretched to infinities meeting. I scream, then...

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~that she saw her mother as a child lying strewn on the kitchen floor black and blue~ ~that the taste does not matter only that it should be sufficient~                  that what you don't know won’t hurt you   ~that she’d let those who don’t know her home feel the fight stuffed in her school blouse~ ~that she has...

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It’s not alright ...

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Each scar has a name, etched into my skin— White lines barely visible on my pale arms. There’s one for every heartbreak I ever got, One for each battle I silently fought, One for all the wrongdoings I had, For every time my thoughts turned bad. Each scar holds a memory, a ghost from the past, Every cut done silently, hidden away...

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Like birds flying high over the world, Words of love never unheard. Loud voices echo through different phases, No mistakes.., Just choices in these mazes. Walking threads, edge tight like a judge, Told me, “Be strong. Don’t budge.” They speak of light at tunnel's end, But what about the road we defend? The morals we bend, The lives we...

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I carry you with me Everywhere that I go. In my eyes, In my smile, In the way I walk, How I talk, Even how I act and dress. I am something of you merged, Bits of what you were, Pieces of what you are, Snippets of what ..you could have been, And as I continue, I will become something of you never seen. I carry...

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I loathe what I have become Things I tacitly permissed Weigh me down with water Shameful of my tears That I am thin of heart and humour Quick to temper now Hard and dark, where once Was soft and light It is me whose hands are bloodied I held the dagger and carved Into myself for attention Now I weep for me ...

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Treated like you don’t deserve tepid greetings that unnerve No sparks of warmth nor dying embers Did you hurt somehow this family member Once you got along just...

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Why don't I sleep? Those creepy crawlies under my bed Those monsters in my closet- they’re in my head instead The rotten apple is my heart I’m alone in the dark That black blanket pressing Down, down, down Cocooned and captured Yet comforted: The absence of sounds Whilst my thoughts drown Sleeping is for the weak I’m alert. Sound the...

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France… Listen!! You were once an empire — Your shadow stretching across continents, But not in love, not in light, Only in blood, only in brutality. You came not with gifts, But with guns and chains, Your hands red with conquest, Your heart void of remorse. I walked the fields of Algeria, And I saw them — Three women, Stripped of dignity, Breasts cut off by your soldiers, Their spirits...

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My mind is a raging storm Of never ending thoughts And constant 'what if's That chase away dreams And plague the mind. Not a day goes by That you are never there, You've come to occupy the space As though it were your own. And through every tear, Heartache and moment of pain, Just know the day I reach Heaven If I am so allowed, You...

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