Best Victim Poems
I never wanted it to be this way, I never wanted to feel the pain. Bruises all over me.
Invisible but I can see them.
You hurt me everywhere. My heart is shattered and the blood has frozen. But I won't be
your victim.
Stare at me like this all you want. Try and hurt me with your words just as long as you
don't use fists.
I don't ever want to be your victim. I refuse to be one of those few girls who end up
losing their whole world.
Love isn't supposed to hurt, but maybe I was just naive because the moment I loved you my
heart never stopped bleeding.
I won't be your victim, I won't run away. If you have something to say I won't avoid it.
I'm not scared I can take whatever you try to throw.
Don't hold back I promise you I will not cry. The moon is shining just like all the
diamonds that you called pretend love I can't even imagine why I fell so hard.
It's never clear until the glass of water is gone. But now that you've gulped me to the
last I want you to know I won't be your victim.
I kissed vulnerability goodbye the very last time I cried over you and I won't be your
victim your not even worth it.
If you feel like you must shove a door in my butt but don't make me afraid because I
don't want to be I don't want to be your victim.
Let go of my hand so I can peacefully drive away if you want me to I can drive over you
as well. But don't make it seem like i'm causing you pain because it's obvious to see
that I've been a victim and it's a shame.
But I don't want to be it anymore then you so just let me go and I won't have to run. I
promised you forever I laugh at this now you were never eternity love in my mind.
I kept counting until the madness in ourselves would corrupt. Tears flash down my eyes
as I speed down the lanes. Two bottles of Gin and I think i'm going insane.
It wasn't until I crashed into a tree that I realized I was never your victim I was
merely your suicide mission.
Vicious lies you spread around the village about me
I am unable to defend myself
Can you live with what you have done
There are those who will listen to your gossip
I am innocent! I did not steal him away from you
My only crime was he preferred my love to yours
One day you may understand why he left you
Regretting those vile words you said about me
Victim or Victor – it’s not our happiness that matters
I did not mean for this to happen
Can't you understand why he choose me over you?
Those many weeks you were on holiday, you left no one to feed him
One day he crept into my home, sat by the fireside and won't leave
Rest assured I will look after your abandoned pet cat!
Victim or Victor
Sponsor Nayda Ivette Negron
09~20~16
Death to a once known soul
A heart torn from the beast below
Tragedy a live in the eyes of fire
Rage sets off their desires.
Broken face to you unknown
Life is lived now all alone.
Fear believed to be alive
The body has yet to die.
My blood has surfaced into sight,
Forbidden demons struck that night.
Walls of courage began to break,
Foundation of my strength the demons take.
Sick visions seen when I try to rest
Night after night a demon's nest.
To live another day to see,
Their reasons are unbeknownst to me.
Sick thoughts of three demon's deaths
Is what now my mind and soul possess.
Playing the Hurt Victim
5/27//2025
People really, really don’t care!
They want a poet with the strength of a agrizzly bear.
Grown-up people, oh yes, we all get hurt feelings,
Stop blaming others, it leaves us all reeling.
Nobody, but nobody can ruin who you are!
You are God’s own special poetic star.
Stop sucking your adult poetic thumb,
No actions by others can make you dumb.
Practice humility and glorious gratitude,
Be the winner you are, with a forgiving attitude!
Pen a poem, that sings of your God’s glory,
Be an inspiation, disappear your victim story.!
Dedicated to my Father, (R)Colonel US Army, 1931-1998, with endless love
Leaving for a year
for nightmare and fear
he came to say goodbye
or at least to try.
I did not speak,
didn’t open my eyes,
an unknown fear
had me paralyzed.
My Father full-blown,
a force in uniform,
is memory that haunts -
a fulfillment I still want.
My pretend sleep,
him standing above.
we should have spoken,
held and shown love.
I only, barely, peaked
at my Daddy’s face.
This regret won’t leave,
I mourn that lost embrace.
Did he know, did he realize,
his nine-year-old was alert
behind closed eyes?
He had always known
when I was in possum mode.
We should have hugged,
shown each other our love.
Did Dad live with regret
over what I cannot forget?
You stood in the dock when the guilty verdict was read out …
Just a spotty youth with a cocky look in your eyes
Now sentenced to five years in prison, I hope you rot in hell!
The defence team tried to make out that YOU were the victim
You had drug and alcohol issues, which catapulted you into a life of crime
I had to sit there and hear about your past
Was I supposed to feel sorry for you?
What about me, the real victim…
You’d entered my house, hell bent on stealing what little I had
I handed over my widow's pension but you weren’t satisfied
Demanding more, you began shouting obscenities at me
You started trashing my house trying to find my jewellery
High on drugs - you were like a wild animal
Your fists rained down like bullets … you beat me senseless
My daughter found me unconscious, lying in a pool of blood
I spent weeks in hospital
Now I’m terrified of being on my own and have moved in with my daughter
I couldn’t go back into the house I so loved
You will be out of prison in a few years…
I have a life sentence
Through their eyes 2 – Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
08~12~16
Sometimes I feel like I'm not supposed to be here
But I put on a brave face because they hope to see fear
Labels on my head and judgement from the environment
I wear Hoodies, Trainers and have tattoos so I don't meet their requirements
They don't care about your dreams unless you want to be a police officer, Nurse or Fireman
So much anxiety so I barely go out into society
Still cant believe Americans voted for Donald Trump
Here in the UK we have people holding signs saying its a 2 minute walk for a McDonald's lunch
But no one holds signs or gives directions to the nearest library
They'll encourage you to get obese, when they should encourage you to read
Because they will always fear someone who is smart
So many idiots out their brag that they smoke weed
Like its a great accomplishment that they had to work for with their whole heart
People with no dreams, take shots at someone who's trying to Make a success of their life
The biggest smiles during the day, will be the most upset in the night
Seen people act tough and talk a lot while the Lion is in the cage
But open that cage door and they're stuttering their apologies and begging god for a second chance before the lion escapes
That's the same for all of those who make threats online
People will forget the 99 things I got right, but throw it in my face when I took the wrong step one time
A bunch of wannabe thugs talk about how they hold guns and are going to waste us
But the only time they've held a Mac, is when they passed their girlfriend her make up
I've listened to Hip-Hop since I was 10 and never claimed to be a thug
Come from a family of addicts and have never touched drugs
So I can't take people serious who blame their circumstances
My nightmares tried to screw me, but I'll make love to my dreams and flirt with chances
Give my food for thought and let you know what's inside of me
I refuse to be a victim of society
Before me, faces wear an angry stare,
and chills now travel up and down my spine.
Transfixed, immobile, my eyes soon declare
the people there had surely crossed death's line.
Those faces, I have seen back in my past;
an EMT, I watched them pronounced dead.
My tension grows, tormented and harassed,
by visions that appear outside my head.
They point their fingers, and I know not why.
I feel accused and crouch down to the floor,
fast shut my eyes, as if they would comply
to go away; then open- there are more.
Hallucinations- now they come with ease-
my mind- possessed by Parkinson's disease.
Your projectile language,
Has shattered my porcelain soul.
The ballistics of your words,
Trace back to your beautiful performance.
An arsenal of lethal…language,
Spoken from the chamber of your heart.
Targeting my virgin emotions,
…Piercing my self-esteem,
……Ricocheting your madness in my life.
“I love you”…dissipates in your smoke of lies.
I can still taste the gunpowder residue,
Off the barrel of your moist perpetrating lips.
The evidence still remains at the scene of the crime.
Stained sheets keep…dirty hotel secrets,
My wounded spirit collapsed to the floor of my body,
As the echoes linger within my shattered soul.
You are one cruel hearted man.
One too many for my life span.
You have inflicted one too many abuses.
I am so tired of your lousy excuses!
Whether it be with your mouth, fist, or actions
You found ways to punish for imagined infractions.
It sickens me that I did not leave as soon
As I realized that you always sing the same tune.
You claim that I don't love you enough.
I am not falling for that bit of fluff.
The truth is, it is you that doesn't know how to love
Go on you know this is true what I speak of.
Wrapping your hands around my neck to choke
Because you did not like what I had spoke.
You giving me a black eye
Because you assume what I say is a lie.
Some one says a victim that makes me.
Well I guess we shall see.
I no longer want to be thought of as that.
Survivor...yes I have that down pat.
I survived your endless abuses.
I survived all those bruises.
Victim...me....HELL NO!!!
SURVIVOR that is me. Way to go.
Standing outside of myself
Looking inward
I did not like what I had become
Weak and shriveled by poverty
Smaller in faith and love
I walked in the shadows of the next sin
In the darkness of disgrace
Giving all of myself for nothing
Giving nothing for myself
Looking back through years of pain
I hung my head in shame
For at that moment I knew I was to blame
No longer could I be the victim
I must find the strength to fight this demon
I stood firmly yet fearful of defeat
I had to win this war
I gathered my troops and marched forward into battle
My head held high
My soul determined
I armed myself with courage, strength, and desire
Spirit was my leader
Truth and light my guide on a path of wholeness
Freedom from depression, poverty, drugs, alcohol, and lust
Escape from sin
Forgiveness was the key
Forgiveness from Spirit
Forgiveness from me
No longer am I a slave in the chains that once bound me
I am now a woman of power
Power in myself and my faith
Power in Spirit
Forgiving myself for my past
Allowing it to drift off in the distance
No longer am I the victim
No longer must I hide in shame
Capturing every moment of happiness
Living a life of peace, light, and love
*inspired by Michael Jordan’s “Let’s Get Untwisted” contest
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
dear (i am not a) victim,
i am an orphan, fear
is an endorphin
(easy release)
morph into beast
-i hate you- to
say the least-
to say the most,
i love you (are
toast) buttered up
moist & tempting-
dear victim, you are
a fling, i got (too
excited, broke a wing)
something to quench
your thirst- bubble
burst, the worst is
near & i'll stay until
the coast is clear
The first victim of one's wrong doings is his very soul!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 September 2017
* Back just for today!
I don't want what you've given me
I don't need the depression
Long ago I learned this lesson
Don't be fooled by false impressions
The last time I felt this
somebody died
It was six days latter
I learned and cried
The time I felt the silence growing
was just like this a time of not knowing
I never told myself not to love this hard
Knowing all along it could break my heart
Three more days and I should know
Did you die, were you killed
will I ever know
She stole my heart with silent words
She stabbed me fiercely with her mind
She gave to me that which I thirst
For there, her love was mine to find
Oh blessed soul, with heart divine
Your words and love, they flow like wine
She offers hope through given words
Her heart is wide and shared with all
Her passion rises as high as the birds
Her name, I speak, in my lovers call
Oh blessed soul, with love to give
Without your love I’d never live