Emotional Pain Poems - Poems about Emotional Pain

What was his problem??

What was his problem?
He never did anything below the belt in this world.

What was his problem?
He never looked at a girl with the wrong sense of commitment.

What was his problem?
Looking at every possible thing in life
and trying to enjoy it,
even when he was suffering deep inside.

What was his problem?
When he was told he should be

She Was the Story, He Was Just a Page

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 her like she still listened
in the silence of 3 a.m.

Too Much for Just a Friend

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 many questions—
not because I doubted,
but because I needed to know
if

At What Cost

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 out.

How to whisper "it's okay"
when the shouting outside
made the inside

I am that night which is full of darkness

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 am scary,

But how do they know, how true I am.

Every

Echoes in the Locker Room

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 asked if I was okay once—
But your eyes flicked away
Before

My Total Pain

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 found fragile
into some matter I can handle.
I have not once

Please, I Don’t Wanna Cry More

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 embrace,
Your words were warmth, yet now a bitter sting,
Each memory

Emotional Pain

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.

My Mental Health In Critical Condition

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, Seeing Shadows everywhere telling me to stop ... Running ...

Beauty In Pain

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 feet

wounded spirit, rest once more
with mended wings in time you'll

Sadness

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)

Emotional Pain Threshold

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 that the mind & heart no longer
cooperate,
when everyone that you’ve

Living In Emotional Pain

violence with silence
thrives in heart's hidden chambers
inconsolable

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