#violence poems on Hello Poetry

Patricia LeDuc Mar 2018

life is something
you do not revere
in an instant
the words ring clear
shoot to ****

your head says engage
in your passionate rage
as all remnants of humanity disappear

the pain in your brain
goes away once you take aim
on your unsuspecting targets

you think you are just acting
the whole world is your stage
you will be on the news
maybe make the front page
if you take this shot

your victims had lives
now never to be lived
they were cut short
as you honed your deadly sport

you aim and squeeze
they didn’t even have time
to beg or scream please

you don't care
as bullets fly through the air
you feel disconnected
you feel no despair

it won't stop
until you've had
your violent share

you don't have to play fair
there are no rules
when you shoot to ****

Inspired by actual events of a ****** in Ohio 2003

10/31/2003

#guns #violence #******

Brianna Duffin Mar 2018

We Were Just Kids

We were just kids
Still innocents
Getting dangerously close
To what’s realer than we know
We could hear laughter bouncing off the walls
When guns screamed out and friends began to fall
We didn’t know what we were doing
We never found where we were going
We were just kids,
No innocence.

#kids #violence #trauma #innocence

Laura Mar 2018

Flesh Wound.

****** spittle drips from your lips
where once I tasted the proclivity
for hand rolled cigarettes and whiskey;
my saviour incarnate in a stranger’s fist.

I wear your words like welts upon my back,
five lashes, unseen by the eye yet palpable.
Lesions I pick, agape and weeping
like the feeble mouths of infants screaming.

This was never mine to mourn.
I’m licking your wounds now, your finger in my own;
and back to you again I’m bourne.

#love #heartbreak #violence #***

adriana Mar 2018

the problem is that no one saved those kids

Somebody asked me if I would give
Something... everything to feel nothing
Suddenly I didn’t want to lie
So I said it was too late

But there comes a point where the truth
Bleeds into the lies and the lines
Become blurred with tears and the peace
Breaks away from the people that advocate it most

Answering that question changed the
Advocation of everything that mattered
As our surroundings grow dim against the brightness of
All of the things that need to be said

Whoever wants redemption needs to
Wage war against their emotions and
Want freedom enough to pull the chain on the light
We blindly rely on to lead us to the end

#shootings #hate #violence #stop #peace

BW Mar 2018

texts

Don't you dare
manipulate me
or I swear I will ******* up so much
mentally
You will end up killing yourself

Would you want to see me, wrist slit in a tub?

I would not, but I would be indifferent.
How is it my fault? It only shows you
value death more than life.
...
Babe?
B?
Come on pick up the phone.
Stop being silly ok, I didn't want you to actually do that.
Look, stop being stupid, it's nothing.
Pick up. B?
Are you ok? I am sorry, I didn't actually mean it like that.
B? Come on, stop being a silly kitten.I love you.
Pick up the phone, please!!
B are you alright? Do you want me to come down? Please, talk.

They found her, they told me. Wrist slit in a tub.
Her lips were crimson, her hair like a black dahlia.
Her body bathing in blood,
Bright red as the girl I first met, who fell in love,
the same girl I pushed down
the cliff of death never to come back.

NW

#love #violence #romance #brutal #suicide #death #bleak #heartbreak #sad #scars

hani aqil Mar 2018

fishnets

(TW for gore, ****** abuse, ******)

i dreamt she
deepthroated a knife
mouth settling around the blade,
lips split,
two tongued succubus.

tip of the knife
dragged round and round
her plump, sweet thighs
carving fishnets in flesh.

you
are not a father.

a father shouldn’t
want to ram his
insatiable ****
into his

child.

fish on deck
choking on air
spluttering, scales fluttering,
entwined in honeycomb plastic.

this was very difficult but ultimately very satisfying for me to write. my ex's father was an abusive cheater who expressed interest in her, and she'd occasionally tell me about her nightmares or experiences. it really affected me, as someone with a very stable and loving family background. i was really scared, and confused, and most of all disgusted. i remember once i leaned over a toilet at 3 am and wanted to gag so bad. abusive parents can burn in hell. when your child has to recover from their childhood, youve failed miserably at being a parent and a decent human being.
if you have abusive parents, my heart goes out to you. if you have been sexually assaulted, my heart goes out to you. stay strong i love you.
also, fishnets as in the stocking things are supposed to represent sexualization and in the last stanza theres a ref to a fish being trapped in a net (a fish net...!)

#abuse #**** #violence #nightmare #explicit #triggerwarning #tw #gore

Isabella Terry Mar 2018

Sane People Are So Crazy

You ask if I’m depressed.
I’ll have to say, it’s true.
If you wouldn’t mind,
Tell me, why aren’t you?

Aren’t we all depressed?
Or do zombies roam around?
Do you see through colored glasses
All the bodies on the ground?

I’m certainly depressed.
If you aren’t, you might be slow.
The world burns around us,
As they’ll all burn below.

I’m naturally depressed;
I have great pity for our kind.
If you call yourself content,
I assume you must be blind.

I’m incredibly depressed.
The standards are so high!
I can’t keep up with social trends;
They make me want to cry.

Of course I am depressed.
If you’re not, then you’re insane!
Life is so demanding,
And existence equals pain.

So yeah, I am depressed.
Doesn’t that make sense?
This world is like hell,
But slightly less intense.

I’ve said that I’m depressed,
And I’ll stand by what I said.
Society is torturous;
I’d much rather be dead.

#depression #society #hell #standards #violence #death