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#hurtme
and if one day you think you can hurt me, remember: I live with chronic migraine. 41 out of 50 days. and I’m still here.
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May 2
May 2, 2026 at 6:34 PM UTC
41/50
Please take me Bury me Hurt me Nothing can save me now Lit to me Play with me Stay awake with me Nothing can save me now
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Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 3:49 AM UTC
Safety
Your words hurt me The way you ridicule me for something I can’t help I don’t deserve it What have I done to you? It hurt The things you said “Were you abandoned?” Yes “Were you just unwanted?” Yes And I don’t want to think of that anymore You saying that just brings old USELESS Memories back You ask “Did they just not want you?” The answer is yes. I can’t make it anymore obvious I don’t want to talk about this Your words didn’t just hurt me though If that happened I would have been fine But no, You hurt my friend with your heartless words And I will defend them from anything You need to know the impact of what you said You made me feel worthless Like I am not wanted Do you know how that feels? No You don’t. But that how you made me and my friend feel As if we were nothing
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
Words Hurt
Warm coffee Cold days wrapped in your arms feel you wheeze when you breathe like the leaky pipes in my apartment Cold coffee sunny days do you love me Waking up barefoot, tiptoeing on my creaky bones Just like I walk on old wood floors Im not a home Cause you don't love me Perhaps because i cant hear my pipes or floorboards
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
Walk on Me
Why, why me? But I slept, ate and swam Eight months. Make it nine In your extremely ****** up ***** The hell, you said I could be sold, for cash. He said no, then why did he Go around. No business ******* people, with a family Back waiting. My loss They say. But still I'm considered Lucky, now with them. I want to say, sure as hell You never know. There ain't No difference.  No Ain't an ounce.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 4:06 AM UTC
Fixed fate
Don't be mad at me when I lie to you Tell you I'm okay The days that are bad are the days that I'm smiling ********* laughing at my blood Stab me, stop being kind Only spend time with people who hurt me Use me, hit me, pick me apart, crush me Don't ask me what I ate or if I drank Don't be mad at me when I lie to you Laugh you off, flip my hair Don't let the pretty colors fool you I'm not the church girl you think I am Don't let the brains fool you I'm not the try hard you think I am Don't let the smiles fool you I don't have a cure Don't be mad at me when I lie to you And tell you I'm fine
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 5:35 PM UTC
You'll Believe The Pretty Things -- People Always Do. Never The Ugly Truth