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BruisedA Poem by Lydia JamisonI knew I shouldn't have looked up,Right when I knew I had enough,And in fact it might have been too muchOf a good thing.But what am I saying?My heart .. |
NO MORE OF THAT.A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN AND THE VIOLENT MAN. |
Curing Life's WoundsA Story by perfectlyadaptedwe've got real world problems |
Ode to MusingA Poem by Honestly, AbeMuse I make my homeSettling myself around youIn a purple stone bowl-It fills faster than I can photographA distinct moment andI lord over a brea.. |
TranquilityA Story by 0AudreyClaire0A girl with an abuse father finds tranquility. |
Body ArtA Poem by E S StevensSometimes a poem comes to me and refuses to leave. Such is the case with this one. |
MirrorsA Poem by Isabelle FayeMirrors, Reflecting yourself. Take a look... Do you see the pale girl staring back? Her eyes wide, afraid. A fading bruise on her arm, .. |
BruiseA Poem by IantheIt begins with red. Tiny drops of carmine on some unsuspecting pigment- petechiae. The hot hum of the aftershock. There is a .. |
Purple HuesA Poem by h cingisizDark poem of abusive relationship |
The EndA Chapter by }Echo{She couldn't take it anymore. She had been hurt by everyone... Even her best friend Carson... And she couldn't take it... It had to be over... |
Purple RiseA Poem by Christoph PoeBruise. Just only, Or may they only, May they break blood, Sink your words upon my skin. May they break blood, Or may they only, .. |
Complaint : Human Nature.A Poem by Mehak MushtaqA chance to live or a chance to choose,A broken fist or a broken bruise.A matter of fact, your coward human,Why not unleash your demons when he's to r.. |
BURNING OF THE MIDNIGHT SONNETA Poem by kublakhan27In memory of Clare Lerman. |
BarcelonaA Poem by ღSherion~Raineư..Barren, breathless, bleeding... I tread the path where the pain wanders preciously. Breathless, bleeding, barefooted... I stumble upon a rock.. |
Trusted YouA Poem by EvanThis is just a poem I wrote while slightly intoxicated. |
Blistered Bruise and Bad BluesA Poem by L4rn13I smoke to feel dead inside, Closest to home and feeling alive |
RunA Poem by potatoDid you run?When it got tough,And you were out of luck,Cause the going got rough?Did you run?Because you were all alone,And you got scared,And began t.. |
Hand Too FirmA Poem by Claire MarieHa! Look! This one isn't about a boy! Very very different, as well as personal. Experimenting with prose lately. Haven't posted in a bit, hope you enj.. |
untitledA Poem by N R WhyteI am a sunflower.I turn my yellowand black face,bruised, to the sun,hoping its light willheal me.With my eyes closedI can see my stamen,veins in my ey.. |