Beaten Up Poems - Poems about Beaten Up

Saved From Hell

Why don't you just quit this nonsense
It's time to give up this very fight
He hung from that cross early morning
Until the bitter chill of the night
Strangers came by to see Him
None offered Him one bit of help
Torn, tattered and beaten
His God came to greet Him
Caressed Him and saved His Son from hell

Ten Seconds

I'm down on the ground,
My brain starts to pound,
It may not be fun,
But ten seconds aren't done.
10 seconds remain.

I still have time,
To arise again,
The timer hasnt hit ten,
Time isn't my friend,
8 seconds remain.

I punch hard, I kick,
I choke, I feel sick.

I try to yell, over the incessant chants,
This is the last time, my last chance.
Five

Off of the Beaten Path

Off of the beaten path 
happiness hath not passed me by.

I don't question why I live in the seasons,
nature, I'm sure, has her own reasons.

One day I'm a tree the next I am free 
to simply be a wisp o' the wind.

I'll never rescind the place where I dwell,
away from the swell of mortal man's

Broken Not Beaten

I didn’t want to go, to school today,
I wanted to stay, and keep the bullies at bay.
I’d walk to the gates, 15 minutes late,
On a different route, to the one of my mate.

My mummy said, that you need to go,
But why should I go, when I’m feeling so low.
The bullies would wait, before and after.
I’d

The Beaten Track

A déjà vu?  What can I say?
I know the track so well.
It is so dark yet treacherous.
I am not afraid.  Careful, here is a curve,
it almost turns onto itself.
An old oak tree stands there,
just off the corner.  I can smell
its delicious odour or feel
its sturdy trunk, its cracked bark.
I hear the lower

Exit

It’s finally the day to come,
blood mixing in.
Flows like a river
through oceans of sin.

Long past the point
where the numbness was new.
Long past believing
that anything’s true.

Steel against flint,
only flash in this night.
Desperate to see
but it only ignites,

the gasoline soaked
twisted rags in my soul.
No way to stop it
and nowhere to go.

You can only get up
til the falls

Beaten By Wind and Rain

The wind persisted in blowing me about,
whipping the willow branches with its beat.
It continuously raged, a tempest storm,
a force of nature that never bows in defeat.

Now, its companion has soaked me through
Rain has chilled me right down to the bone.
It's brought weapons of hail, the size of plums,
pummeling me as if it were throwing stones.

My

Here I Am

Here I am at the crossroads 
Staring blankly at the inky dark sky

Beaten to a pulp and helpless 
By forces of darkness 

Here I am lying in the pool of my emotions 
Clutching at every straw
To maintain sanity and stability

Here I am a victim of a system 
That dehumanises her own

Here I am cloned from

That Little Girl, Beaten

She was Chinese and only eight years of age.
On the noisy school playground,I found her.
Just beaten by fists of anger, fury and rage.
By a fifth-grade, tall boy,in no way demure.

But that year, San Francisco decided to 
integrate all its great schools.
I helped the girl rise from the cement ground.
When integration was born, harm and incivility!
Became

Beaten By Apes

The apes are winning because they stole the fastest bike.
We are trying to keep up, but I am riding a rusty trike.
They are mountain climbing as fast as they can.
Come on! I urge my partner. Let’s be the man!

The apes are ahead, by too many laps to count.
They are laughing the day away on the

Off the Beaten Path

I enjoy wandering off the beaten path
not knowing the path taken
nothing pressing
no schedule
moving slowly
stopping often along the way
listening to forest life
melting into nature
problems seem moot

Beaten Down

She pretends to be alright when in truth she isn't, her smiles are fake so no one will ever know how deeply depressed she really is. All her life she has been beaten down constantly one.     way or another, by her family and by life it self.
Some how she always managed

Weather Beaten Faces

This year the farmers are celebrating
the greatest full moon harvest 
they ever had in the past hundred years
with a special field they sowed
to be reaped before the arrival of winter,
in the meantime, off in the distance
the church bell rings by way of a clapper 
who strikes the bell with a farmer's hammer 
signaling to the

Weather Beaten, Humbled, Lonely and Blue

morning sun makes me cry
i punish myself for making her go
i guess i was too anxious and too frigidly afraid all at once
i guess i watched too much of a certain thing on tv and read too many thematic books
afternoon sun makes me sweat
i punish myself for scaring her off
i wish i was way more

Beaten Battered Broken Song Lyrics

I had to be a people pleaser cus nothing pleased my mum 
I never got approval she made me feel so numb
So I needed TLC and to hear the words “well done” 
It made me easy peasy I was treated like I'm dumb 

You’re telling me it’s my fault for being how she taught 
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