Punching Bag Poems - Poems about Punching Bag

I am my mother’s verbal punching bag. When she has a bad day, I pay the price. I can’t stop her daily verbal attack, Because nothing I do will e’er suffice. The things she says are unforgivable; Her insults are like acid on my hands. Her kind comments have always been minimal, But what else would you expect from my mom? I pick...

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Do not try there is no use You will only badly lose Running will not do a thing When I find you it will bring Only more pain you caused this When you took a closed up fist Hitting my friend in the face There is not a single place You can hide so watch your back There are bruises from the smacks Many times...

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I have this inkling feeling each time before i break a tightness in my chest, i swallow air and each time i want to discard every piece of you i own but i forget, forget, forget i close it off, i just don’t think about it and silently i let you barge in on my...

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Everyday feel’s like I’m life’s punching bag It’s making all of its hits Precise and effective Man, getting tired of it But what can I do If I’m just the punching bag Not much I can do However, the end goal Is not to break apart No matter how hard life hits I still stay intact, mentally and...

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I remember growing up in foster care waiting for my dad to show up I tried to let go of the pain, but the sadness holds up I bottle it all and then the madness explodes up Wondering what I had to do to get my dad to show love It's been years since you've been gone...

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Been beat up and brought down Been stepped on and spit on Been lost but now I’m found O Lord I am not going to be the devils punching bag anymore Been called out MY name Nothing but the Christian name ma and grandma gave me Can you call me And did I tell you I am a child of the...

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My feelings of adoration turned abruptly~as I got numb to your hits Alexis Y. 12/22/19...

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Do not try there is no use You will only badly lose Running will not do a thing When I find you it will bring Only more pain you caused this When you took a closed up fist Hitting my friend in the face There is not a single place You can hide so watch your back There are bruises from the smacks Many times...

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My glasses flew in no direction as your punches hit me with no restriction. My jaw became your punching bag and my face you gave many slaps. The punches you gave me followed the rhythm of my heart and I said to myself "I´m going to die". I looked at you as you kept hitting me and I said to myself, "no,...

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The Punching Bag - Through the Eyes of a Child Each day the pattern was the same, for all Dad’s shortcomings, my Mom got the blame. WHACK! He cursed her for all his lost dreams… WHACK! For missed opportunities, and failed schemes. WHACK! Dad would hit his punching bag again, to release all his pent-up frustration and pain. When he felt...

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Punching Bag Revile Men who gloat and brag that wives are their punching bag. Deplore women also, who mull wielding Tool to "castrate the Bull!" Husbands and Wives, alike must unhook from Anger's spike! For, both need each other 24/7 and, must not be parallel like 11! 25th September 2013...

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sometimes I feel like I am nothing but a human punching bag everyone just tries to beat me up hurt me destroy me just to see how much I can take before I completely shatter and break...

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