Bruised Poems - Poems about Bruised

You don’t want me. I’m broken and bruised I’m a web of ugly scars from my healing I’m a fraud I’m a jittery, anxious idiot who can’t stop thinking I’m the friend that always dampens the mood I’m a product of my racing heart and mind colliding I’m someone who feels such heaviness but can’t cry I spend every second trying to please...

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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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A bowl of Fruit sits A smiling orange and a bruised one Both yearn to be picked Both yearn to be loved A hand reaches for the fruits The smiling orange wins Nails puncture the skin of the fruit Its sour juice drips like rain its smile shines The bruised orange...

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The red bruise Misleading symbol, not love's hue But a map of my pain A testament to your rage Your anger, my sorrow Your ego, my suffering Your pleasure, my helplessness Your power, my despair Don't mistake my vulnerability For weakness, it's not You're not strong, just controlling I loved, you didn't. My heart once open, now battered By your hand, your words Love turned to shame, to pain A...

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A bruised mind from blows of thoughts, A heavy heart, with emotions caught, In a maze of reflections, I wander and roam, Searching for solace, a place to call home. The weight of worries, a burden to bear, A constant barrage, of fears and despair, The mind a battlefield, where thoughts collide, Leaving scars, and a soul to hide. The echoes of memories,...

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Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic nerve damage piercing pain over my right eye I didn't dare blink as I began to wonder how much time my brain actually has...

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Beauty, a siren song upon the breeze, Whispers to hearts where kindred spirits sigh. Souls, crowned with thorns, yet yearning to appease The world's harsh symphony, with each fractured cry. A broken bloom, though marred by winter's sting, Still holds a fragrance, a sweet offering. Courage, a fearless knight, forever bold, Leads them beyond the veil...

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Bare hands stirring over my body Little resistance, pushed against wall Echoing of my scream shivered down Strong figure felt like a known to me The stare sensed me of my own blood Little did I know, Dad about you.. ...

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He's been part hero part villain Struggling with her toying His babe's tossed his heart in a grinder Yet smiles at him He know what u doing It hurts like crazy She puts her blame on him Babe thinks he's a fool Doesn't know he's always 2 steps ahead She wants him an all out villain But he loves his innocent heart Deep down he still...

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A letter to my wounds, fragranced with powdered incense, every word woven from carnelian ink, beauty lies in the readers heart, bruised syllables define nothing, when everything phrased and vented, are mere signs of bravery, flowing in eloquence. So, see beyond vague verses, crafted from mystical metaphors, and sanguine similes, there streams, truth of a healing mind, still bleeding broken ballads, and soulful sonnets; same rhythm as...

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Expensive lampshade like made of gold With soulful stories to be told But deep inside, it is bruised For, in the deepest pit, it cruised The sitting crowns brought it to sails A silent witness to their triumphs and fails It had a taste of their spank And in their sinking, it also sank In the...

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My name defamed, my soul is bruised. With no proof I’m falsely accused. My accuser’s believed today. Lord heal my aching soul I pray. My soul’s innocent has no shame. I did not do what they all claim. How do I disprove what they say? Lord heal my aching soul I pray. Cease hate and persecution too. Let them see the harm they all...

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There she lies, all bruised and bleeding. She always gets up. There's no conceding. She'll never comprehend the reason. Was it too easy because she was seasoned? Another's strong emotional reaction kicked her to the curb. Now she's in traction. A broken system in the dust. Whom can one truly trust? Regardless how cloudy some days seem to be, the sun will break thru eventually....

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The pain, the darkness, I'm under attack. All roads are closed, No going back. At a standstill, a place Of no return. A crossroad of decision, Still so much to learn. Going the wrong way, Headed for hell. Who has the answer?...

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From the Wilds Of Effea....... By Guitaurious Mousk Didn't I make it clear sorta like yesterday Love got you here Love won't let you get away Sing it in my ear sing your song your way don't chore me don't ignore me listen to what I say..... Tame your wildside stop reacting to my againstments calm the shore of ignorance study Love allow me to be just let me be Don't be stupid aint no body feeling...

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