Hurt. Poems - Poems about Hurt.

As tattered night surrenders to the morning amidst a bruised and beaten sky. The hazy heavens weep their misty warning of love’s intent to pass me by. The rain, symbolic of my sorrow, defeats today and steals tomorrow. Unyielding dreams assault my weary mind with visions of my deep regret. I’d reached accord but never...

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Birthday, Christmas Day, Fourth of July Easter Sunday, Thanksgiving, ain’t gonna lie Holiday, Holy Day, Fifth Monday Every day, all day, not a fun day Each day, every day is Judgement Day Each day, every day is Judgement Day They look at you They weigh you They measure you Any way they can They find you wanting They find you lacking They find you missed the mark Best...

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Each petal cuts me in my sleep— you call it soft, but I bleed every time I touch it. The mirror doesn’t cry with me anymore. Only the fog stays. It hums like a swallowed scream. ...

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My heart is lost in depth of woes, While sorrows echo loud. As tears descend with silent throes~ Beneath a veil of cloud. In the dark I grope for my lost heart, But it's slipped beyond my firm grip. Each tear I shed softens its grave, And deeper it sinks, out of reach. My misery drums a hollow grief, No hope of joy or...

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Remembering the frantic little boy with strawberry blond hair who didn't say boo Nonverbal (though he could talk) most of his responses happened to be witnessed as his characteristic and courtesy enigmatic trademark shoulder shrug. If born free and clear today skilled professional diagnosticians employed within the mental health field, would probably unanimously agree he met criteria as high functioning autistic spectrum predicated upon withdrawn and introverted behavior classic...

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We all know that feeling. The one that we don’t want to end. The one that’s so satisfying it’s intoxicating. It starts subtle. Sometimes, it involves thoughts. Thoughts you wouldn’t dare share with anyone. It grows through your entire body, screaming and scratching through every single nerve ending. It spreads slowly, burning down every narrow...

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To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, The brightest light in every Room, Church, Hall and building That she Ever entered. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, You never knew How you lit up A room, people’s lives And their souls. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, You were strong till Your final days, Inspiring everyone whose Paths crossed with your own. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, I’m...

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I wish you knew her When You’re A Good Man, Charlie Brown was running I wish you would’ve seen her that night Beaming with pride At her grandchild who had been cast in the role Of Snoopy as a freshman. I wish you knew her When she’d dress all up in her Packers gear on a Sunday Even when they were having...

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I’m over the “I do nothing wrong” people I’m over the “when I hurt you sit there and take it but don’t you dare do it to me” Life is precious but some people just suck the life out of me I gave the wrong ones a chance to be around me So many of y’all coming into...

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I am scared, Totally confused I fear the worst  Of the world this time. Why did this happen? Why oh why to him? My sweet baby brother. So young is he, I cannot understand Why this does happen. While muscles may grow And the heart beats harder, Too hard, it beats. Trouble has started. I wish that this would end. So young is he, To put up with this life. Too full...

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Once upon a dreary time A boy set out to note a rhyme Pen in hand with paper lined Prepared he was to share his mind But thoughts lay barren and confined Without sense, reason, or rhyme Suffered he did this weary time Both his soul and cheerless mind His eyes grew dark, his face grew lined And tho he sought to redesign Something, anything...

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Life can be filled with much love and joy, what happen when people want to destroy? We each need to find our place, in the Howling Wilderness of space. Away from all the hurt and pain, where we can rest both body and brain. We can hear the wild animal sounds, taking us far from the evil peoples towns....

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Who is that woman in the mirror? The big blank eyes. The mouth that never smiles. The hands, always shaking. I don't know her. What can I do? I am afraid of everything and everybody. I only want to be home. But I don't want to be alone. I don't feel safe. Why am I always crying? Anxiety attacks that take my breath away. Flashbacks of violence,...

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He taught me how to wield the weapon made of words— a blade that kills, now saving lives, like it once saved mine. My own work pulled me back from the edge. And in it, he lives— my teacher, the man behind the lines. Words— once carved deep in the mind— outlive the flesh, outlast the hands that once shaped them. His words stopped me from falling to the hundred voices that came to...

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Come on champ, do it for the story, for metaphor and allegory. Get away from me. Are you cracked? In all your stories, I get whacked. Give me some space with that cattle prod, you frustrated Marquis De...

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