In Pain Poems - Poems about In Pain

As a young boy my dreams and voice were shattered, I was beaten with words like raging stones thrown in anger, Threatened with violence until my life no longer mattered, Spoken word became less as it placed my...Read the rest...

You paint me as the bad guy Colored in flaws from head to toe A priestess of dark magic Inciting men to wrecking havoc Though I'm not sure how this could be so For if I've authored...Read the rest...

Ten. Ten years, I've been scared, fearing the phone's ring. Twenty. Twenty years, I was, learning how goodbye really felt. Thirty. Thirty years, I reached, forty-four days ago. Forty. Forty, my brother was, for fifty-seven days. That's all he got... and that feels like all for me. I'm terrified,...Read the rest...

Pain, an agony Drill, ache and break my nausea My patience shamble....Read the rest...

Stitches A wound, deep and wide. Gaping, Ragged, Bleeding... Cover with the cloth of False Smiles. Cover with the cobweb gauze of Empty Sympathy. Clamp it shut with fingers of Chemical Laughter. Hold it together with shaky hands of Liquid pain relief. ...Read the rest...

When will peace finally come to reign in righteous hearts, will skies be without smoke? Hear a mother's lingering cry, rocking her dear child to sleep; all she asks for is words of mercy! Many invoke a last wish for peace, lives...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ be always gentle every heart hides wounds that never bleed...Read the rest...

A heart asks, why he is in pain, why he is bloody He doesn’t understand it, this life is cruel to him His situation is incomprehensible; bad nothing He feels like a despised beaten man; suffering He is grieving,...Read the rest...

Hunted. By the humanity of her movement. Still. Then slow…Calculated. Tracing each step of damage, left in her wake. ...Read the rest...

i’d rather dive into the unknown, than face the pain of today....Read the rest...

Life, are you a blessing or a punishment? I'm trying to understand how I'm a slave to the sculpted version of me. A prisoner without chains, upon a path forged with my own hands, feeling lifeless, drained from premeditated...Read the rest...

“All art is autobiographical. The pearl is the oyster’s autobiography.” - Federico Fellini Scars, reminders What was once painful, Has changed to a special flaw, Sometimes only a hint, Subtly secreted, the blame Beneath a thought, a whisper Singing to the spirit, Colored...Read the rest...

Rams have two horns on top of their head the better to butt you and leave you for dead ...Read the rest...

Out of the crack, a life did rise, A fragile bloom beneath the skies. No gentle rain, no nurturing hand, Just broken stones, a barren land. But still, it fought, it clawed its way, Toward the...Read the rest...

For what it's worth, You had me, For what it's worth, I can see. My love was not enough. Not quite the right stuff. Marooned at sea, a soul afloat, Drifting out with dwindling hope. Shimmers past of...Read the rest...