Domestic Abuse Poems - Poems about Domestic Abuse

If only I'd seen, Your true colours shine, Before your poisonous thoughts, Could ever dominate mine. Your toxic, degrading comments, Began taking their toll, Making me feel worthless, Tactically destroying my soul. Manipulating me to believe, Way too many times, I was completely crazy, Guilty of YOUR crimes. Searching for the evidence, I could never find, All just to prove, Wasn't loosing my mind. Still to this day, My anger burns deep, I...

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SILENT HOMES Silence cloak of protection worn longing for heaven sways in dust ...

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The cavern breathes. Its walls slick with time, with damp, with secrets. It has seen centuries of footsteps, but tonight, it watches. Above, the sky stretches wide— galaxies shifting, burning, too far, too indifferent to witness what he has done. She is beneath him. Was beneath him. Her breath stolen, her body cooling, the fight long gone from her limbs. He had taken what he wanted. More than...

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Petals Of Pain For the rose who once stood tall, bright colourful with petals in her prime. The attachment of the thorn that settled itself upon her, its true ugliness to be revealed through time. Lately shes been reminded of why you don’t come near her anymore, your feeling of disgust. Yet shes expected to wear a mask for...

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I am not a door mat to walk over every day, I am not an object you can use and put away. I am not some one just to benefit your self, I am not a bank machine to help you with your wealth. You say you love me but you hit me when your mad, I want to be...

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I had a great time. I thought as I tiptoed across the floor, afraid to crack the eggshells. Feeling the warmth of the morning sun hitting my face through the curtain. Hearing the soft sighs of sleep coming from our marital bed. I had a great time. Denial comforts me. I had a great time I smiled. As I wash the blood...

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After witnessing a murder meant for me after surviving a car bomb igniting my skull crushed my face bruising my brain i received threatening calls from my husbands mistress I'd reported break ins strange behavior from my husband fearing my safety his mistress who worked behind a desk falsifying documents with abuse of power breaking...

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Ambiguous Domestic Abuse. The hall mirror, has gone. It was my cage door! My daily changing reflection side glanced swift as an un-robed ghost i begin again, last step stairs sitting, stareing unblinked, eyeliner floods cloud my slited vision, blurred and faint pulsed, but no pain. Stagnant the visionless mourning morning it does not move, and if you are awake, neither do...

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How can you look into the eyes of a child, and find their fears arousing, How can you raise your hand to a woman, and call your self a man, how can you control someone’s behaviour, by being be so coercive and How can you bully someone for a difference in their appearance, how can you exploit the vulnerable...

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IN SILENT SHADOWS:: Increasing in intensity nightmares, screams because the instigator never letting go, entrapping the victim never stopping with the threats, striking hurting them with abusive mannerisms defending themselves as an over taker who now threatens my safety and security. Pain and torment over many years, living like this always in fear, in the silent shadows, never knowing what to expect, fearing for your life, wondering where is the knife? Trapped...

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Should I stay or should I go? Will the abuse stop? Tell me, I want to know. Fight or flight, I want to get it right. No more assaults on me, I ‘ll pack my bags and flee in the night....

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The Price of Freedom When will it happen again? Didn't he love me like when we began? Black eyes and a heart that won’t heal Holding my own to stop the ordeal. I knew if I did better, the assaults would cease. My behavior did nothing to maintain the peace. Nowhere to run and hide he will catch me in a stride Each lesson...

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I suffered in silence But could never hide the pain From the marks on my face To walking home in the rain Everyday I tried to be perfect But it did me no good Everything I did was wrong Which I misunderstood The cuts and bruises healed But inside they did not Even though I’m not in that room My heart...

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If I didn't smile so much Invisible I would have stayed Instead, he chose me to be A pawn in the game he played If I wasn't as strong as I was Then I wouldn't have been all alone If my skin was more sensitive Then the bruises would have shown If I didn't have these color eyes His favorite blue like the...

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The hall mirror, has gone. It was my cage door! My daily changing reflection side glanced swift as an un-robed ghost i begin again, last stairs step sitting, stareing unblinked, eyeliner floods cloud my slited vision, blurred and faint pulsed, but no pain. Stagnant the visionless mourning morning it does not move, and if you are awake, neither do I, Beyond the...

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