Abused Poems - Poems about Abused

You have taken my soul Left me hollow inside The love I gave you wasn't enough You needed something more Istead depth of the ocean You choose shallow water The price I have paid dearly With a bruised and broken heart I have been mistreated baby Abused ruthless as a storm And I'm letting you go For I'm losing my mind Got to get over...

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Abused Children, Unhealed Children, Passed down from, Abused Mothers, And unhealed mothers Mothers who act like children just because they grew up too fast Because their mother was a little too harsh on them There's no victims in our story There’s just hopeless children Seeking for their mother’s warmth For their mother’s acceptance As daughters, we hide our pain from our mothers Because if they saw...

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They say the abused becomes the abuser, but I will never turn out to be you. Your shadows may haunt me, but never consume. Every scar you inflicted, every tear you caused has given me the strength to never fear. Your cruelty taught me what not to become, but it also taught me empathy. I carry your wounds, but not your hate, as I refuse to...

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Every time I come closer Away farther it gets Without understanding Whispered by a seeker The More calm The more insights attained Insight gateway for success Successful light worker Illuminating the dark Wisdom must be applied Timid is the mind Those addicts of pleasures Relying on uncertainty Can't find way to navigate Through life Find someone to blame Rather than taking Responsibility of mistakes Acting all Forgetting time always comes Around Clock Tick Karma Visit Think, think Never live...

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My body is exhausted my mind is Screaming out. I know what I want to say but nothing Is coming out. Sometimes I want to talk to you about The plans I've made. But I stop myself from telling you For some reason I'm afraid. So I sit deep in though but still I sit in silence. Worried that if...

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Am I abusive to myself if I'm substance how can I be abused I abused Grounded turf I am dirt with a spirit soul NO From the heavens I'm fleeting energy Placed temporarily in a vessel body what I look at my eyes are dirty I abuse what I inhale my lungs are abused I think thoughts...

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When couples tie the nuptial knot, They hope to leave the lonely lot. But far too many newlyweds, Soon realize their dream has fled. Instead of being bone of bone, They live as married and alone. Feelings become easily bruised, sparking a cycle of abuse. The childhood wounds that failed to heal, greatly affects the way they feel. The hateful words hurt spouses say, sear the...

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I was abused Only five years old So very confused It's a game We will play Shh. Don't tell anyone He would always say I was abused Only fourteen years old Still so confused Mom was so cold You ****. You whore Sleeping around My heart is sore I was abused Thirty three years old My whole person, bruised A mom to six Twice married now I will be a good mom I made that...

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We learn to skip before we run, We learn to crawl before we walk. We often look before we leap But rarely think before we talk. Words are our friends and should be cherished as such, But too many, it seems, don't seem to care very much. I have pity on poor defenseless words When we batter, and bludgeon, And pummel, and trounce...

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From my abuse cast by tormented darkest nights, My childhood danced to my stepfather's cruel delight. By burning my finger's and using broom handles. Abuse's tendrils wove a web so tight, Yet within such pain, my spirit took flight. Through words unspoken, pain found release, In verse, I found solace, a sanctuary, my inner peace. Each line a testament,...

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Papa’s not here For we had hunger to fear- He took his backpack And never came back. Mama’s gone too- Drunk she got -nothing I could do The money she forgot. School mister? Then what about my sisters? You come knocking, But all you do is nodding. You ask me for papa But I must go make supper, For I have four siblings And the money’s dribbling. You...

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If there is one piece in the whole world that works more than any other, that works more than a machine, and that works more than the most hard working type in the eastern and western hemisphere combined!! It is the HANDS of ANY, ONE, PARTICULAR, PERSON. The hands of humanity are among the most abused pieces in history. They...

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Wish I could vanish into thin air It's not like they see the real me, Like anyone does care You, Just stay away You telling me your adoring lies with fists yelling and Spitting loves' sweet venom Leaving me poisoned and wanting to die You turn away and laugh your goodbye Love turned to hate Relationships to dust My once vibrant colorful heart corroded with red hateful rust Just another...

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Innocence lost and being ignored sin destroyed sickness and little hope confusion of mind How can fathers detach so easily? And who’s minding the children? Broken homes absentee fathers long gone mothers now abandoning them too or too busy to love and care child abuse and perversion What happened to the fathers who say they are men? And who’s minding the children? Taught to think of only self gangs...

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Yeah, he ran away, at the age of thirteen. His old man was a drunk, and beat him real mean. Now everyone knows, It's a real sad Deal. A runaway kid, with nuthin to eat. Then somebody said, He wanted to roam. NO, he was Abused, and fled on his own. He took what he had, and put down some tracks. A lot of bad dream's, And the Welts on...

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