#hurt poems on Hello Poetry

Dianali 1h

I’d love a cheat day
In my calendar—
Let my years-patched dignity,
For a single day,
be torn again.

I wish I could tell you
I wrote a poem for you—
A cheesy gift
for your thirtieth—
I know.
I’ll go.

You are still breathing.
Yet I pin to my chest
A neat, felt
black ribbon—
To commemorate.

#hurt

Chelsea Quigley 4h

The Fist

I did not speak a word.

You did.

Fist held high,
Shaken with pride.

And I in quiet,
Fearing inside.

But instead
I sat,
Waiting for calm.

But you infact
We're sure with your hand.

And then you knew,
That I would wait.

For you to end
In a different state.

Tears were shed
And your body gave.

But me?
I told you,

It was okay.

#hurt #relationship

Cynthia 5h

I Am Everything Wrong With Me

I am afraid that if I pluck every single bad part of me, then I won’t be me anymore.

Maybe that’s just who I am.

I am all the bad parts of me.

Are there levels to this?
Is there a hierarchy for morality?

In some way I think we all are just as equally messed up.
Simply that some are less immune to it.

Maybe I am everything wrong with me,
everything I have done,
hurt,
bruised,
is just a sliver of my true nature.

#hate #hurt #sad #wrong

nicole 1d

angels and birds have a lot in common

5-12-25

perfect angel until she does something wrong
shining star until it burns for too long

everyone loves her
yet no one sees her

a suffocated feather
locked in a cage
linked by chains
with so much rage

#angels #birds #star #rage #hurt #invisible

Dianali 1d

Wound

You hurt.
You will always do.
My favourite wound.

Every now and then,
I sprinkle salt on it—

And if It’s healing,
With bare hands
I rip it open
in my heart.

Keeping your memory alive
through this pain,
tearing me apart

#hurt

Azaria 2d

Frames Pt 2

See the glass I built
along the barriers,
the rough edges,
the cracks and imperfection.

Well, you can’t see them now—
no, not me,
even behind this clear shield,
I now stand behind,
and you on the other side.

From here,
I talk into this frame,
to what I can see—

I will watch and protect you.
From here,
I will watch and protect you.

you know,
this frame may be clear,
I may see you standing there,

but sometimes,
the light so slightly bends,
and instead of running onto you,
deflects—

and I often catch a glimmer of myself,
my reflection—

I will watch and protect you.
I say.

And i gaze into the lines on my face
you so effortlessly carved,
the paths to our end

In this glass, in this frame,
on this shelf,

preservation—
don’t we all need it?

#fear #love #hurt

Ari 2d

it hurts, doesn't it?

it hurts me to think how hurt the world is now
everyone faces so much challenges, just from dealing with others
it hurts to think that everyone has felt insecure, like crap and **** too
it hurts to know that while i feel bad about myself and jealous of someone else, they might not feel like enough too
it hurts to know people hurt themselves on purpose to deal with the pain others put them through, the pain they put their own selves through sometimes,
it hurts to know it's normal,
it's normal for everyone of us to be hurting so much
yet still go on, live. there is beauty in that, knowing we are surviving.
we are broken but we are healing, slowly.

#selfharm #hurt #insecurity

Soph 6d

Tug Of War

You're holding the rope so tight
Your fingers,
Your palms,
Ripped open
Hurting
Bleeding

Yet you can't let go
You just can't let go
What if you lose?
But what if
What feels like a loss
Is better than winning?
Better than
That long lasting
Dull Ache,
Endless Bleeding

Even if you don't let go
Who says you'll win?
At some point
Your arms give in
You have to let go
Anyway

But what if you let go
Right now?
What if
There's Relief?
What if
You're finally
Able to breathe?

Forget winning
Forget losing

Sometimes
You just have to
Let go

Some things that we hold onto so tightly hurt us
So let go even if it hurts too

#letgo #hurt #broken #heartbreak

Soph 4d

Time Heals

I waited
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Days
Weeks
Months
Years
Nothing changed
Nothing healed

#healing #recovery #mh #hurt