Abuse Poems - Poems about Abuse

Don't know how I missed it, How I got so complicit, How I overlooked those parts of you. And now I'm in danger, The man I love turned into a stranger, And I'm starting see we've got more problems than a few. Holy F%ck do I feel stupid. How did I even do this? How did I let this...

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I've seen the underbelly of your persona. The despise you feel for La Verona. A hate you spew because I'm a woman. Hit me again, although you know you shouldn't. And I know the examples life set before you, Didn't show you the conclusions you should have come to . That when you're upset you should not bruise my body, And...

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At the slightest cry, we rush to give, But what of those whose pain won’t live In vocal words or audible plea? Will you help the one who hides silently? Signs appear—subtle, yet clear— Yet they resist, refuse to hear. Why deny the aid they need? What binds the heart...

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THE DAY I CONTACTED THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION ARLINGTON HEIGHTS SPECIAL AGENT PAULA BRAND SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH I WAS LIVING IN TOTAL FEAR SUFFERING FROM MENTSL ILLNESS WRITING IN A JOURNAL WHEN A GROUP OF JAMAICAN TALIBAN IDENTITY THIEVES BEGAN BREAKING I MY HOME OBSESSED WITH MY POETRY SHE BEGAN TRYING TO EXTORT...

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In the stillness of darkness mockery, lies, gossips like air arise dragging you down, for a penny sake Abuse of power just for wealth. Who would have thought of these silent moves? Cheating on a poor innocent While still in a dungeon of fire in a gloomy weekly days and nights in lost paradise. The so-called "smile" is a shadowed for the world to...

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The mountains wept. The skies moaned. The soil trembled. The trees whispered their last green prayers— "Man has destroyed us... alone." He who adds no value takes all, then leaves nothing— just wastelands where rivers once sang. The year was 2100. Half of Britain—gone beneath the Atlantic. Japan—smaller than a dot on a map. American states—flooded into memory. Europe—erased. Russia’s frost—melted into pestilence. Africa— Famine became the air. Children born on...

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Limericks X This is a more serious limerick: The Abandoned Child’s Complaint by Michael R. Burch I hoped you might have loved me, but you pushed me out to sea like Moses, for some other strange Egyptian mother: Isis, Nefertiti. Keywords/Tags: limerick, child. childhood, children, child abuse, baby, abandonment, unloved, love, unwanted, mother...

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My demons know me, they know where to hurt. They quietly tighten their grip on the soul of the man under my shirt. They think that this evil is something I fear. They think that it’s easy to create and control my tears. But age makes a difference between a boy and a man. Age creates...

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You were always so good At hiding yourself in the dark I tried and I tried To throw you out Of the furthest recesses of my mind And somehow you are still there Embedded in the deepest crevices of my brain Where I couldn't see you Lurking there in the blackness For thirty years Waiting ... for one of those days When I'm down and...

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At 7 she is at her father’s mercy She will be shown no mercy A life with absolutely no love She will be like a lonely dove Sitting in the nest Doing her best She will never taste true love She will never be as free as a dove Being groped and touched by her dad Is a life that is so very sad She...

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The first attempt This is the first poem I try not to think about. It is like crossing the plateau of Alentejo I see the tarmac road that stretches miles ahead must follow the lines of the road or, fall off and sink into oblivion Poetry is not unlike arithmetic; using words instead of numbers The hope is that the writing...

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Despite your intelligence mimicry, You still come far short in your gimmickry, Throwing down the drains fine masterpieces, Flushed away as a fresh bout of faeces. Nights without sleep to pen wonders on sheet, Yet a lame detector brands one a cheat, An app claiming to be a true genius ~ Is far from being labeled ingenious. How long will your pretence rule...

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she felt like his prey personality deceased no longer herself trying to please him angry sullen little man enjoying her pain she felt constricted attempting to make him glad her soul was dying did she realize she aided in her abuse sadly I think not...

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For a long time, the old barn had quite a lean It was still shocking when it finally fell. When you came around the bend it was comforting to see it blushing in the sunlight. It was a great loss when it finally succumbed. If it could speak would it speak of great sacrifice or hardship and Goodtimes. Would it converse with antiques...

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OF TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS We’ve encountered worse, and have always overcome: Likewise, with today’s:- ...

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