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she cowers in the corner
when he comes home the
mere clomp of the boots
make their way to the room
wherein she is hiding her
breathing rapidly increasing
her heart thumping louder
than his footsteps growing
closer while she tries to
work out her next move she
is pulled out from under
the bed by her ankles what
happens next you imagine
in your worst terror if you
can picture a glass bottle
being forcefully thrown
point-blank at a plane of
brand-new asphalt smashing
splintering all over the place
cutting slicing hurting
maiming everything in its
path the shards never to be
removed but instead to inflame
infect to etch permanent
physical scars in her skin to
mirror to echo the emotional
the mental scars vibrating
maddening throughout her
body the cycle continues
day after day week after
week year after year the
whole while making any
possible memory of what
he was before it all began
when she swore herself to
him when they smiled
together when the proverbial
demons were nowhere to
be seen yet now they are
all that she sees without a
free moment to breathe
anything but fear sadness
blood still caked on the side
of her cheek she slides
quicker quicker quicker
into the red the darker the
color as the pain explodes
in her brain as each day’s
torment torture brings
what she never thought
possible a new surprise of
momentously malicious
proportions until she breaks
like the glass he broke a
hundred thousand times
she closes her eyes grips
whatever is heavy blunt
sharp killing device with
both hands comes crashing
down hard swift powerful
with every bit of strength
that she has inside her that
she has kept pent up inside
the whole while she has been
beaten beaten beaten for
years now always covering
up her wounds sharing not
a second of her story to
anyone always lying to her
best friends her family now
all ending all wrapping up
the story when his head
smashed like glass spattered
gushing flowing a maroon
pool all over the floor she
drops the instrument of her
freedom from him her freedom
from all the pain she lifts her
head she does not cry a
tear for all her tears have been
cried out she leaves the room
in silence a silence so sweet
it sings a million new melodies
which illustrate the possibility of
a new beginning.
Creeping behind the walls and chairs
They linger all about.
They hang themselves amongst our homes
Causing pain and doubt.
They thrive upon our sorrow,
Upon our hate, our lives, our hearts.
They eat away at our souls
And watch us fall apart.
laughing in our faces, knocking us down.
Yet we fail to notice them-
Though they are all around.
They talk to us when we are awake
And ly with us as we sleep.
They torment our every waking day
And haunt us in our dreams.
They feed upon our empty souls,
And drink upon our misfortunes.
They live so long as we are sad,
And die if we are fortunate.
In and out all day all night,
They never seem to leave.
When ever we leave a room or shut a light,
They're there with you and me.
Though they manage to stay hidden,
We know that they are there.
We can feel them breathing down our backs,
And brushing against our hairs.
With every word that comes forth our mouths,
And every momentous thought-
They're with us-thinking with us-
Speaking the words we have fought.
Their foul stench fills the air
Making one sick to the smell.
Their cold touch upon our bodies,
Sends shivers through out ourselves.
We feel them enter our skins
And break beneathe our bones.
Bitting into our bodies,
Ripping apart our souls.
Clenching their rugged jaws
As hard as they can bite.
They rip and tear and eat away,
With all their strenght and might.
They make you cry, they make you sad,
They make you want to give up.
They posses your mind with evil thoughts
And all their is to corrupt.
They know as long as you are down,
And don't have the courage to get back up-
They continue to tie you down
And force you to give up.
Once you give into their temptation
They know they took your soul,
And their job with you is done.
You've left to lone and wither
And lay to rot away.
Never being happy again,
or live another day.
They've robbed you of your blessings,
They've took all of your strength.
Once they got you where they want,
They just take it all away.
Back into the walls and chairs,
The doors and beds and halls.
Slithering about and around,
Looking for more lost souls.
It doesnt take much longer,
For them to return or find a new.
Again the pain and torture starts
Until the chains have broken through.........
Form:
My rage took over as I formed a spear of ice and slowly let it drive itself into his heart,
Lucian screamed in horror at the process in which his friend would die by. I turned toward
these two strangers and stared at their bewildered and pale faces, I spoke and they listened
intently, “if I find out you are in anyway a part of this you will suffer pain purely
unimaginable”. Giving them the benefit of the doubt I asked them “are you” they replied no,
I asked them again with the answer. I probed their minds and found out their names and all
sort of dark secrets such as them being the buyer’s of these woman’s. I quickly froze their
legs and let them bicker amongst themselves about how they were wrong. I walked toward
the women’s and asked “What should be of these mans who held you and of those who were
to be your masters”. They all stared at each other but one spoke and said do what you must
but set us free. I abided to their wishes and unfastened their chains; she stared at me
bewildered and said no we want to be set free from body and soul. I looked towards the
other and said do you truly want this do you let this woman speak for you, all replied but one
word in unison “yes” all but one I let her go freely. I asked the others what about their
families their loved ones. Some replied and said what family all were killed by these men
and their guild; they split the entire woman in our village into groups of 7 and took them into
different regions to be sold. We have endured hardships and all we want is peace certainly a
god of your caliber can grant that to us. I gave them the quickest and beautiful death that
such courageous woman like these deserved I froze their entire bodies without letting them
feel any pain or cold then I shattered their bodies into the wind and let them float into
horizon as precious crystals.
Form:
Pain is weakness....Leaving the body.
And this is what I've been taught.
forget everything that you thought when it comes to this emotion.
tho pain hurts, know that it is the inevitable, tho suffering itself, is truly optional.
As people, we are taught that pain is evil & dangerous.
But pain comes to wake us up, shake us up & build us up.
So many try to hide their pain.
But pain is meant to be carried, like a radio.
If it wasn't for the experiences of pain, how would you ever be able to STAND & say that
ur strong?
Pain is a feeling...ur feelings are apart of you...they're ur own reality.
If we feel ashamed & hide our pain, we are allowing society to destroy our reality.
As you experience pain, you should also experience strength,
Its all in the way you carry it.
We aren't to suppress neither hurt nor pain...
but we are to express...submit and or publicize or hurt & pain.
When weakness leaves the body, it opens the door for strength to enter in.
As the tears flow like an un-gated river, pain is released like an unwanted addiction.
And strength enters in like a new found love...so just let it flow ? ? ?
In an attempt to hide and or suppress our pain,
We deliberately inflict MORe pain than what was initially intended.
So,Embrace you reality & carry it better than any ballot you could ever read.
Strength.
Form:
crashed down burning
pain denotes yearning
circling down, down, down...
smile turns into a frown
and crying from trying
broken again....
overwhelming never ceases
as i spill out into pieces
and broken is shattered
so much for all that mattered
returns pain in the refrain
broken again...
It isn't so much that I feel it
as much as its stays unfixed
Its not so much that I can't think
its the fact that I stay mixed
spread out in all about,
are many parts of me,
fragments suffering in doubt,
and it's all I can see,
with care and very aware,
Broken again....
only changing into what breaks,
not knowing what it takes,
losing the will to live still,
still becomes a twisted ill,
no ground all around,
broken again...
It isn't so much that I feel it
as much as its stays unfixed.
It's not so much that I can't think,
it's the fact that I stay mixed.
the never ending pain is driving me insane
what spiritually can I gain?
I try to shatter back the latter hac into my soul
pray to God, give the yes nod, and surrender control
It isn't so much that I feel it
as much as its stays unfixed
Its not so much that I can't think
its the fact that I stay mixed
Broken again...
The true artist never dies,
Rather lives on in the many hearts/
A wise soldier will always learn,
That living by sight will cause one to burn,
A memory can be tainted by a battery of lies !
Oft, we hear a word spoken in the darness,
With the inner pain that can be released in the light;
Never give up the fight !
Within pain that can turn many heads away/
Choose to bow the knee to pray/
Don't ever assume that everything is all right,
By painting the town both by living by sight !
Be captivated by who you are,
This true source of truth,
One will never learn at the local bar/
Oft' we get tired and a bit perplexed ?
This challenge to be free is a question of time !
Like a leaning tower,
We are so afraid to reveal are true selves/
By hiding behind the four walls,
With heavy bars made out of steel/
Don't ever give up on what is real !
Sheltered from the outside cold/
It is true that the true artist never dies/
Rather to live on in the many hearts of their adoring fans !
We will live to cherish every moment and lasting memory !
Until a las we will reach heaven's door !
Now that the pain has increased and became greater, I wish for the day I can go and meet
my maker. All the wrong cards have been dealt to me. Fifty-two pick up should be the game
for me. I wish I could shatter all these windows so I can break out of this thing, but its
like I’m hooked to straps and I can’t get out of these things. I’m pulling, struggling,
and fighting. I’m doing nothing but wasting my energy now. Hyper then ever now, I start to
scratch at my skin. Wanting to get the straps off, so I can start running again. But no
matter how much running I do it seems like I just can’t win. Masquerading behind a fake
face when I approach my friends. Its like I’m living a double life because I’m always
scared of what people might say or do to me, I’m starting to feel the rage again. And I
don’t know if I can hold it back that long again. I feel like I’m about to snap. I’m
caring bombs, about to blow up the map because this pain is strong like that. Save Me!!!
I feel like just walking away
Please save me from this pain I’m living everyday
Somebody please save me
She grew up in the florida sun,
and started using drugs for fun;
To heighten the party and to "fit in",
She didnt know she'd end up out on a limb;
During her marriage she continued with pot,
but encounteered problems and untied the knot;
She went on with her life, she was a mom with two kids,
what was best for her children is what she did;
She met a man and her feelings soared,
she had two more children-now there were four;
One day running late she took her son to school,
her life changed that day as fate would rule;
Snow had fallen heavy and began to melt,
the schools skylight had fallen and great pain she was dealt;
An injury to her neck this caused,
she was prescribed medication to give her pain pause;
Relief from the pain was what she sought,
an addiction to pills was what she caught;
Which brought legal issues that she did not forsee,
when all that she wanted was to be pain free;
From all that addiction ultimately cost,
to regain her childrens trust that she'd lost;
To learn to manage her pain and be.....A mother who's once again "drug free".
She grew up in the florida sun,
and started using drugs for fun;
To heighten the party and to "fit in",
she didnt know she'd end up on a limb;
During her marriage she continued with pot,
but encountered problems and untied the knot;
She went on with her life, she was a mom with two kids,
what was best for her children is what she did;
She met a man and there feelings soared,
she had two more children-now there were four;
One day running late she took her son to school,
her life changed that day as fate would rule;
Snow had fallen heavy and began to melt,
the schools skylight had fallen and great pain she was dealt;
An injury to her neck this caused,
she was prescribed medication to give her pain pause;
Relief from the pain was what she sought,
an addiction to pills was what she caught;
Which brought legal issues that she did not forsee,
when all that she wanted was to be pain free;
From all that addiction ultimately cost,
to regain her childrens trust that she'd lost;
To learn to manage her pain and be.....A mother whos once again "drug free".
If u look into my eyes I'll b fully exposed cuz when u look into my eyes you'll see the windows 2 my soul.if u look into my eyes you'll start travelin through time.you'll look into my eyes and see all the things that go threw my chaotic mind.if u look into my eyes you'll see the pain I hidewithin. you'll see how I've been livin in sin n how I juz can't win.if u look into my eyes you'll see wat I been tryin 2 hide.you'll see I tried n begin 2 shed da tears I haven't cried.if u look into my eyes you'll see wat I refuse 2 show.....da hurt,da pain n all da things I can bearly control.if u look into my eyes you'll see I'm haunted by all da lies. you'll see I never got 2 say goodbye n a part of me went wit her when she died.if u look deep into my eyes you'll see all my fears n feel all my sorrow.you'll see that I feel alone n hollow.if u look into my eyes you'll see I'm losin myself n you'll begin 2 weep.you'll see I'm givin up n feelin weak.if u look into my eyes I'll b fully exposed,so when u try 2 look deep into my eyes......I choose 2 keep them closed.