Best Emotional Pain Poems

violence with silence
thrives in heart's hidden chambers
inconsolable...

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The ultimate spiritual person never felt emotional pain.
He endured pain with ease and released into outer atmosphere.
The blasphemy of humans comes from inner emotional rain.
We absorbed negative power from negative experience.
Our goal is activating higher self and controlling the emotional pain....

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this threshold of emotional pain
kept within the upper torso of us 
all,
is like a detonator 
waiting to go off,
waiting to shut us down,
waiting to send us running amok
with nothing left to lose,
with no more hope in the want to 
gain
anything---
when the bleeding inside is so
fierce...

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They never saw me—not really.
Only the outline I traced in the halls,
A whisper of denim and shy glances,
A ghost who smiled too politely.

They passed notes like grenades,
Laughed too loudly
When the silence was breaking me.
I wore their words like a second skin—
Tight, blistering,
But invisible to them.

You...

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purified in the flame
cleansed in the rain
finding beauty in the pain

accepting the distain
of all that became
there's sincerity in shame

dim's the only pressing view
fog covers through and through
empty in the reach for you

breathing in a quaint defeat
the scent of hope's subtle retreat
familiar gloom sets on both...

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Sadness

Emotional pain—
A soulful melancholy
A sense of deep hurt . . . 
	Avoid when it’s possible . . . 
An epiphany for change!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 25, 2018 (Tanka)...

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My head spinning ... on these white walls ... My mental health in critical condition ... trying to remember who I am why I am here Trying to escape from this mental hospital .Doctors asking me my name... I can't answer them.....Hearing voices in my head,...

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Poems request that I be authentic.
I am unsure my pen can take it.
I live life as an emotional sayer,
but should I now reveal each layer
my blood will spill upon this paper.

I have sought to give life tender smiles
while enduring heart wrenching trials.
I have glued events...

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I am that night which is full of darkness,

Neither the moon is my companion, nor the stars have any existence.

Every corner cries a story inside me,

But no one listens, everyone waits for the morning.

I have cold sobs in my lap,

Shadows of broken dreams.

People say I...

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In shadowed depths where silence wraps its cloak,
My heart, once strong, now aches in quiet plea,
For love’s lost light, a fading, gentle smoke,
Has left me cold and longing to be free.

You came like dawn, a promise of the spring,
But left me caught in winter’s cruel...

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My parents didn’t teach me love—
I learned it from the silence.

My mother never asked
why my eyes were red.
She looked,
but never really saw.

My father only noticed me
when I made a mistake.
Love,
in our house,
was conditional.
Thin.
Breakable.
Absent.

So I taught myself
how to hug my own shoulders
when no one else reached...

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Maybe I was too much—
too loud in a world that whispers,
too present where absence feels safer,
too eager where waiting kills quietly.

Maybe I sent the first message
because silence scared me more,
because every ‘seen’ without reply
felt like a door slowly closing on my chest.

Maybe I asked too...

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He loved her
like the last day of autumn —
knowing she'd leave,
but holding on
as if his hands could change the season.

She wasn’t just a chapter —
she was the entire book
he never finished,
because he kept rereading
the parts where she smiled.

He built a world around her absence,
talked to...

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