Toxic Poems - Poems about Toxic

ART! He painted my death, With such dedication I've never seen before. Every stroke of his brush, on that paper, marking out each curve, twist, and turn my body made As I writhed in pain. Premeditated murder, or a death masquerading as suicide, or perhaps just an unlucky soul. My hands on my throat as I choked to death, He didn't...

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i get shown time and time again by broken men red flags and warning signs i think they will change but in reality the only person changing is me the sweet loving girl i once was is being turned into someone cold and harsh a girl who once had brown glistening eyes and shiny brown hair now her eyes are black and blank her...

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I trace every move you make, I trace every note you breathe. But you're a Mozart in disguise How could I ever compete? Blind with tears and rage, I compared myself to what seemed bulletproof, All while my doubts built up inside, Forming an invisible bruise. I tried to be more like you Though I knew it was no use. I swallowed all your words, Like...

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There are two words put together I see as Oppressive and abhorrent-as bad as the word Xenophobia-the word toxic masculinity divides-we need to Inspire our future not divide the Children with words that separate Mars and venus are two not one- Adam and eve walked through the garden together- Strength and courage are traits to be Celebrated...not to be feared. The Unity of respect...

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a whiskey stained silhouette outlines your figure and the spiced smell of your breath lingers in the air drunken lies in the late hours of the night make us both forget about how bitter, our lives taste filling your soul with fire and regret every sip you take swallow the flame, it sets fire to the heart the burning...

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Feel like im 1 of 1 in this torn apart world, if i turn cold thats undone seen with my past mistakes nothing new under the sun, someone else has sat in this place a world where we keep a loaded gun and a mask to cover our face from pain we easily run i guess were scared of...

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Your breath spews poison, your words like hail storm the night. You're toxic and your truth is blackness doused with venom. There is no room for compromise. AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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What is it that you need from me? - I pray that you do tell. For everything I've offered - hasn't gone over too well. Patience as you grow? - As you learn from your mistakes? No, that cannot be it - because you've never really changed. Could it be understanding? - For me...

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KEEP THE TOXIC AWAY SWEEPING UP MY HEART, PUTTING THE TOXIC AWAY. LIVING IN ECSTASY, KEEPING MY BODY SWAY. SING MELONCHOLY STRAIN, REMIND ME OF ALL PAINS MEMORIES OF PAST MAY COME AND GO, BUT ONE NEEDS TO BE IN FLOW. NOW CESTEN MOTIONLESS STILL, AND MOUNTED UP THE HILL. MUSIC IN MY HEART AND I DANCE, KNOW THAT IT WAS NOT BY CHANCE. ...

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Ghost, River, Gaze, Erase, Tender, Cold. Memories of you, Ripple across my thoughts. Your smile , Your gaze — Though I suppose both were cold to my touch— I still hope you felt something. Something to be haunted by, So the ghost of my laughter keeps you up at night— I know you don’t care. So don’t pretend to be tender, You acted like my...

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What do you look for in a man? I usually say wisdom. An owl that is respectful, Thinks with his head, But still acknowledges the heart. As much as i pretend to love those birds, Who flock to your side once smitten— I tend to fall, For those sly serpents, Who could care less if I’m eaten. I know they tell lies, But their sickly...

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See’s clouds are beautiful, Rolling, unique, and soft, Her rain is toxic, Poison leaving a dark matter on your forehead. See’s mouth is sharp, Destructive and kills the clouds, Kills what once was beautiful. Hope lives in the cracked mirror, The one her father hadn’t loved, Fill the cracks, let it scar, But the clouds will roll beautifully again. ...

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Boys will be boys, should we change our approaches? It invades our society, infesting like cockroaches. Is it something that we unfairly blame on our coaches? Or should we instead stop this before it encroaches? Is it time to call time on this self-destructive trait? Something we excuse with ‘it’s only banter mate’. Instead, should we consider our words and our...

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They are too foggy, Dreams, visions, etc.; I don’t know, I don’t remember, but o’ wait! Yes, a distinct memory. I started remembering words hoarse, dry words mixed with the lemonade air. a conversation? The smell of heated leather chains me to the patio where the goddess sits. I have lost faith in her, no longer a goddess but my birthmother. The second person in...

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I’m nowhere but in my mind. this year is ending and a lot of things have come to my senses. My love life has been going in a spiral, no one really appreciates my love. Yet , I yearn and desire to fall deeply in love. I never can win when it comes to relationships...

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