Best Bruises Poems

May God bless all, of the children, 
and ease their mortal pain.
I trust that you have your reasons, 
and this life has not been in vain.

They say that our life is a gift, 
could that really be true for all?
What about incest and rape, 
or...

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Gone are my childish beliefs in love
That foolish faith in magic
Dreams of devotion have faded
And clarity seems to be all that's left
You're image has shifted so violently in my eyes
The man suddenly revealed in true form
I know not that those lips hold the sharpest tongue
Ready...

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There was once a hot cutie named Finch
Who was quite a flirtatious young minx
  On St Pat's she shunned green
  And dressed quite libertine
With ambitions of getting a pinch

March 17, 2016...

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The bruises are in my heart and soul 
From the outside no one can see 
I do everything you ask 
I’m just a prisoner 
You control my life 
I feel worthless 
Someone please 
Set me 
Free 


Penned 2nd September 2015...

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Wife Cathie scared the poop out of this old guy
Went walking to get the mail, down she did slide
No broken bones
Just bruises and groans
Thanks for the help a gentleman passerby


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Let me pretend. There is no evidence in my room.
Let me rewind, and erase all sacred momentums.
Let me sprawl, my hatred and explode.
Thou doesn't want to see, the deep of the vitriol I dare not let out of me.
 
I'll close my face like a...

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Bruises
By: IzaDonna

Surrounded by darkness
Emotions hidden away
Bruises disguised with smiles
Never would think it
That my past still haunts me
The scars still completely cover me
I hide them so you can't see
I'm really not at all okay

Chorus
The bottles eases the pain
The dust numbs the ache
Can I ever just forgive?
Instead...

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Here she come in a cloud of rage.

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You slapped my face; yet,
I'm still awaiting the sting,
bruised on the good side 
I'll never show. 

I choose to stand in bad lighting,
for this one act,
absurdity play.
If I wore makeup,
I'd swear it'd run....

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"I dedicate this poem To all the woman who have 
suffered abuse emotionally and physically and to 
those who have passed away as a result of abuse"
 
I have fought an endless war  
I have been beaten to the floor 
Yet you kissed me...

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She walks to school
draped in bruises and lace,
Hiding her secret pain.

Crying out in every way
slipping grades, fights every day,
Hoping her cries would be seen.

They all wonder but never ask,
guessing at what she's holding back
choosing to looking the other way.

Till one day,
she doesn't come back
too broken...

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Beneath the fury of sun
Wades a wobbly nun
Stomping on thorns
Her soul burnt and torn

Scars on her skin
Carried wounds engraved
Trust, her sin
So were snakes she once craved

She sucked and spitted
Bouts of venom from her blood
Tainted by flood
Of emotions she once knitted

Silence crept loud
In the woods still...

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I decided to clean the kitchen counter today but almost got knocked out after hitting myself in the head with the coffee maker. It was stuck to the counter from some spilled coffee and after pulling gently a few times I finally gave it one...

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He still haunts my dreams both night and day 
My bruises healed but the terror still stays 

Numerous Flash backs of being used 
So I wrote a spell just for the abused 
          
Crocodile Tears of...

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To me, you were the charm handsome brings to view,
the emotional pull in touching love songs,
every dream I wished to never wake up from
and leading star of daydreams I composed, too.

Then, one day you called, spoke with a gusto-coo
to say I was someone you would...

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