#bruises poems on Hello Poetry

Amanda O'Brien Dec 2015

Pieces

I feel broken today. I feels as though everyone who looked at me saw how torn I was. As if they were counting how many pieces of him were stuck in my skin like broken glass. Little bits and pieces stuck everywhere he touched me. How can everyone count them all the loose pieces...the deep ones. I have lost count. Though he may not be near me, that doesn't mean he doesn't have power over my everyday life. It's unfair that other little girls got to be princesses and pirates. When all I did was sleep off the bruises and ignore the yelling. But. It's my hand of cards that I was delt, and I'm going to try to do the best I can at winning this game because it's my game to win; not his and I'm ready to stand up and defeat him.

#broken #sad #depressed #power #suicidal #touch #childhood #pieces #bruises #unfair

May Asher Dec 2015

Delusional Love

No matter how loud I dream,
I might still be drowning deep

Into the silver your delusional eyes scream
And Into the rain the sky weeps

You kept my dream protected within your fist,
the secret dream that I built from dust.

I gave you all of me over and over,
And I kept sinking lower and lower.

I sank into the realization that it's real,
I was torn and It was so hard to believe

And through the mist,
You promised, We'll rise again

And told me that you'll keep your promises
And won't just run away like others did

But still your gone and I can't find you.
I search the sky and my gaze lands on the same star.

I die again and again wondering if that's where you live,
But an illusion of your smile is all you ever give.

My soul is riven with cracks so deep and I think,
maybe someday they'll break through the surface of my skin.

Honey, please come back to me again,
Please don't let another wish go in vain

-MAY

#love #promises #pain #fake #scars #bruises #skies #delusional #illusions #deaths

Cody Haag Dec 2015

Your Bruises

Your bruises,
They're the color of dark skies.
You bleed your tears as a response;
You don't deserve to be despised.

You think you do, but like a tree that,
Stands after a tornado hits,
You're a victim to the perilous abuse,
To all of it.

#love #poetry #poet #sad #heart #poems #writing #emotional #bruises #trauma

Cari Jane Leemaster Nov 2015

Bad advice

Maybe just another try;
He said he's sorry,
No need to say goodbye.
Bruises go away,
Not like you're gonna die.
It's just blood beneath your skin.

Worst advice I ever gave myself.

#abuse #bad #sorry #advice #bruises

drljms Oct 2015

Bruises

He's trampled on the ground
Like a piece of useless debris.
Unable to fight,
Unable to stand.

Punches and kicks
Slaps and strikes
He received all of those
With widely open arms.

Baneful words
Brutal comments
All thrown at him
Like pebbles and rocks.

Groaning in pain
Sobbing in the dark
Drowning in misery
With bruises and marks.

another random poem.

#pain #dark #fight #suffering #bruises

AnnSura Moon Oct 2015

Pieces

Remembering things that aren’t to be remembered,
Can bring back memories of when I would surrender
My love, my heart, and my thoughts to your accusations.
Am I really the only one who has any patience?

You know I loved you when everything was as it seemed,
But when you turn your back on promises,
You turn your back on me.
I can’t stand the feeling of losing everything I own
To one who can’t bear to see that my heart has grown.

I’m not the sight that you saw the first day.
I was together; the puzzle pieces knew their way.
Now I am shattered, and the shards seem to stay
Just out of my reach; they’re just too far away.

When the night wind blows, do you think about me?
Do you think about the place in which I’ll always be?
“My heart is yours, take it,” no, I don’t want it anymore,
If violence can take the place of whom you once adored.

And I am not giving in to your little games.
“Come closer; you know that it’ll be okay,”
But it's not okay,
And who could ever even say that it was.
I bet your harsh words leave you with an adrenaline rush.

And I’m not the sight that the first day.
I was together; the puzzle pieces knew their way.
Now I am shattered, and the shards seem to stay
Just out of my reach; they’re just too far away.

Feeling down, feeling out, but not ready to give up,
I left this old house; I figured I had been through enough.
Who would’ve ever thought that you’d come chasing after me
Saying, “Please, oh please, you know I never meant those things!”

But you did mean it, and there is no changing the fact
That when you raised your fist the last time,
I was done with all that.
That was my home, before you put bruises on my face,
But you know what? I don’t think that I’m gonna ever miss that place.

I’m not the sight that you saw the last day.
I was shattered; the shards were just too far away.
Now I am together, the puzzle pieces have finally found their way
And I know for sure that this time, they are here to stay.

#sad #depression #abuse #anxiety #memories #hurt #remember #pieces #puzzle #bruises

Emma Marke Oct 2015

Stained

It wouldn’t be until the next morning that I would find them stained on my skin. I stand in front of my closet mirror and stare at black and blue. I lightly dance my fingertips across my naked skin. I couldn’t remember how each one had happened, but each brought back moments of the night before.

Short breaths.
Foggy windows.
Hands in hair.
Lips on neck.

I turn my thoughts back to the mirror and reach for my shirt. And that’s when I see the long, red scar traced down my side.

And that’s when I think maybe you aren’t so good for me.

#love #heartbreak #life #bruises

Ellie Geneve Sep 2015

The Good Kind of Pain

And as you held your bags
preparing to leave,

I felt pain

the kind of pain you feel
when a terrible bruise starts to fade away
when you know the worst has passed

don't you get it?
you were my bruise

and despite the pain I felt
I am truly glad you left

#love #sad #pain #happy #feel #misery #bruises #glad

Madison Y Sep 2015

Don't you dare tell me she deserves this.

He cries, tells her it's the last time.
Cherry lips and violet eyes,
She lies because she's so broken
She can't remember how it felt to be whole.
A boy too small to fight,
Though that doesn't stop him from trying;
A little girl who will never know that love doesn't include bruises and broken bones.
She could leave,
But she knows he'd find her as he has so many times,
Wandering the highway somewhere between the 5th and 9th time
She ponders whether it hurts worse to live or die.
Her baby in her arms and one trailing behind,
A shotgun aimed between her eyes,
She'll climb inside his old blue pickup truck,
Which is somehow colder than the October night.

She hears the whispers—
Illegal. Dependent. Brainless.
Can they not see their own reflection in her tired eyes
And realize that if the stars aligned differently,
They could have been the one wearing sweaters in the summer
And sunglasses in the grocery store?
As she pushes the shopping cart home,
She says a silent prayer that he'll be gone,
But he never is.
When her nose bleeds on the tile
She no longer cries,
Just syncs the pounding in her head with her heartbeat, screaming,
It's over. It's over. It's over. It's—

#broken #abuse #bleed #this #she #women #bruises #deserve #doesnt #shotgun

KILLME Sep 2015

Daddy Issues.

When He realizes
He can't tell you "no"
He'll make you feel "no"
you'll feel his disapproval
across your face
and in the places
you hit the floor too many times.

#abuse #daddy #bad #no #hit #issues #bruises #parents #hitting