#abusive poems on Hello Poetry

Nik Bland Sep 2021

Hand keys
To my heart
What a start
To another fatal
Chapter
After
The utter shatter
And the picking up again
Love’s abusive
Friend
Sadist archer
With fiery arrows
And a gate I can’t defend
Keys missing
This may be my
End
Before I’m even beginning
Key tucked safely
In your hands
And my stupid mind
Thinks I’m winning
Final inning
And I’m coming
Up
Short
No retort
Here I am again
The ubb
And dubb
Of a key
Made of me
I’m in love
I’m lacking
I pierce
Shattering
Smattering together
The same chorus
Forever
In offering of lovers
Like livers
That keep growing
Back
Back to the rock
And in offering
I lack
Maybe it’s me
But in order
To be free
I must offer my key

Heartbreaking and entering

#breaking #entering #heartbreak #key #hurt #pain #anger #love #abusive #heart

Nala Alfira Sep 2021

castle

you build me a castle
but you give me no room
to be myself
to feel myself

#boundaries #toxic #abusive #manipulative #spoiled

Hope Sep 2021

I said no.

i laid on the bed completely defeated
with tears in my eyes and a handprint that left my skin heated.
i said no, and i meant it.
but you begged, you just couldn't accept it.
after you ****** me and used me at your disposal
you turned away from me and the phone screen lit up your face
so i turned my back on you and cried into stained sheets.
i never looked at my body the same
after you branded my body with your all-too-common name.

#sexualassult #*** #**** #nomeansno #no #abuse #abusive #abusiverelationship #breakup

lionness Aug 2021

on taking power back

i.
if i could have back
everything you took from me
i wouldn't want it.

ii.
childhood wounds
entangled,
the little boy
who loves
the little girl.
the silly child
within me
who thought
you could
revive her-
willing to
believe
anything.

iii.
you did all
you could to
sink your teeth
into my
rotting skull,
to brand your
fingertips
on my skin.

iv.
you are poisonous
to all you touch,
your hands rough
with abuse,
tongue laced
with venom-
every word
another lie.

v.
i would rather die than carry your child.

vi.
there are now
no living ties
to my old life.
i am not alone-
i am free.

vii.
my new love
holds my heart
with utmost
gentleness-
hands as delicate
as rain.
he untangles
us,
strokes my hair
cooks me breakfast
wipes my tears

viii.
the little girl
who you spit on
lied to
beat
*****
silenced-
she dances in the kitchen
jumps on the bed
paints a picture
of a life
unknown.

#abuse #abusive #relationship #ptsd #**** #****** #heartbreak

lionness Aug 2021

finally leaving

will the resentment
ever die?

will i carry our lovechild
dead in my womb
for all of eternity?

will we sit in this
dusty red room,
naked and wet with sin,
childish wonder and ache
until the end of time?

is your love the crutch that
carries my broken limbs?

are my memories of us
enough to erase
the scars off my skin?

do i love you? or do
i love the little girl
who died next to you?
the innocence stripped
from the outside in

you, forever damp
with my seven-year-old tears
you, the only living tie
to the lost, unearthed years,
you, the last remainder of
what could have been

me, afraid to forget
afraid to start
again

#abusive #relationship #heartbreak #trauma #bond #abuse #ptsd

lionness Aug 2021

9/28/19

i.
almost human, not quite
the monstrosity that sorrow birthed
the captive of this mind

ii.
you broke down walls and
erased lined
clipped my wings and
bound my feet-
no choice in self but
this identity you gave to me
unable to exist alone
in this cathedral mind,
this styrofoam body

there was one and then there was two
they say
before blood touches the air it runs blue
and i am still running every day-
sometimes away,
sometimes towards you.

#heartbreak #abusive #relationship #trauma

Secret-Author Oct 2021

Rhetorical Questions

If I were to die, and leave this place,
I know you would still resent the look on my face.
The way that I'm such a stupid ****,
Far too annoying to not shout at or hit.

But if I were gone, there'd be questions I'd leave,
To think you could replace me, might be somewhat naive.
See to you I'm a bug, a cockroach, a flea,
But I'm also a butterfly, if only to me.

But if I were gone, there'd be questions I'd leave:
Who will you shout at, threaten and deceive?
What will you throw your shoes at now?
Whose things will you take?
Whose spirit devour?

Who is going to look you straight in the eye,
And say 'it was a rhetorical question, I know the reason why'.

#couple #controlling #abusive #hopeless #depression

Ash Jul 2021

accidents happen

"Hey sorry I'm late"
                                                                                               "Are you okay?"
"Huh? Yeah I just got stuck at work."
                                                                                           "I was so worried"
"I'm okay"
                 "I’m sorry I-- You didn’t show up and I-- I started to panic--"
"Okay well I’m here now… I'm okay. Are you?"
                                                      "So what-- Do you think I’m not okay?"
"I-- I didn’t mean it like--"
                                                     "You think I’m not okay… I-- I’m okay!"
"Okay"
                                                                                                        "I’m okay."
"O-Okay."

"Let’s sit dow--"

They slap him across the face.
Their rings cut into his skin.
Blood trickles down his cheek.

                                   "I-- I’m so sorry-- I don’t know what got into me."
"It’s… It’s okay…"
                                                                                                        "I’m sorry."
"It’s okay."
                                                                                                        "I’m sorry."
"It’s okay. It was an accident."

It was an accident.

It's always an accident.

They claw his back until he bleeds.

It was an accident.

They push him against a wall.

It was an accident.

He goes to work with a black eye.

"It was an accident."

#abuse #abusiverelationships #abusive #relationships #love

Anastasiya Antropova Apr 2021

a crush

When I first crushed into this boy,
it was like walking in the breeze
a beam of sunshine on my desk
a hope of seeing something more
When I first crushed into this man,
There was no pain, but much of fear
I saw him wild and saw him tamed,
And thought I knew what was his core.
I didn't.

Much to his surprise,
I stood relentless by his side.
He pushed away, I didn't halt,
And now I'm broke,
And it's my fault.
When I first crushed into this man,
I had a thousand miles to go.
I'm walking still without a plan.
Above me cries ****** of crows.
It's killing me and I don't care,
I've promised not to turn away.
My soul's beginning to decay.
I'm scared as hell and it's not fair.
Right now, I write and realise.
It's not like walking in the breeze -
A storm that upside-downs my desk.
A pain, and fear that makes me freeze.
Right now, I write and realise -
Despite all this, I still don't care.
It's downright mad and it's unwise,
But to see you, I'll pay this fare.

#disillusionment #abusive #relationship

Nola Leech Feb 2021

It's over

He punched me last week
And told me that he was joking and that's between me and him
My friends saw and helped me break it off yesterday
Today is my eighteenth birthday
And I am nothing like my mother

#abuse #breakup #abusive #triggerwarning #tw