Hurt Poems
Slipping
by Miranda White
Slipping.
Faster and faster.
Why won't you stay.
You don't need to go any faster.
I can keep up.
Promise me you will wait.
My hand is slipping may we please go slower.
Your hand moving away faster.
Please I want to hold onto you longer.
You're letting me go.
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The Bleeding Pain
by Nancy Altraide
I see you and my heart skip a beat
From pain or Joy, I don't know
But I love to find out
I want to be sure
That this pain I feel is real
You were my second love
You taught me love
Love taught me pain
I see your pain
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Saying Goodbye
by Haych Nano
Today we place you to final rest
know that with your presence we've been blessed.
six feet down in your grave
we shed a tear, goodbye we wave.
the time has come to let you go
the sound rings out of the graveyard crow.
the clouds may part, the sun may shine
the priest speaks out, its now the time.
family cuddle and hug as we walk away
i'll never forget such a painful day.
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unconditional
by Mishka M
i wish i could be loved the way the stars are loved—
without expectation, without effort,
just for the simple fact of existing,
just for the quiet burn of my light.
but i am not the stars.
i am flawed and fleeting,
my edges rough, my brightness dim.
i bend myself into shapes that ache,
trying to fit the mold of "worthy,"
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78. I have wandered through moments, each etched in laughter
by Kea Campbell
I have wandered through moments, each etched in laughter. I'm a master of solitude, and don't mind taking the latter.
'Life's too short' and I think we still take it too seriously, or maybe I'm just privileged to live in a First World country.
I take advantage of inheritance, but at the cost of my heritage. I used to feel ashamed for being Chinese instead of the white American.
The moral of life is 'you live and you learn,' but Matthew barely lived, and Michael can't truly learn.
I try to find lightheartedness in unfortunate situations, but sometimes it's like watching your house burn up while being thankful for God's graciousness.
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Slipping
by Miranda White
Slipping.
Faster and faster.
Why won't you stay.
You don't need to go any faster.
I can keep up.
Promise me you will wait.
My hand is slipping may we please go slower.
Your hand moving away faster.
Please I want to hold onto you longer.
You're letting me go.
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78. I have wandered through moments, each etched in laughter
by Kea Campbell
I have wandered through moments, each etched in laughter. I'm a master of solitude, and don't mind taking the latter.
'Life's too short' and I think we still take it too seriously, or maybe I'm just privileged to live in a First World country.
I take advantage of inheritance, but at the cost of my heritage. I used to feel ashamed for being Chinese instead of the white American.
The moral of life is 'you live and you learn,' but Matthew barely lived, and Michael can't truly learn.
I try to find lightheartedness in unfortunate situations, but sometimes it's like watching your house burn up while being thankful for God's graciousness.
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Love bound me to you
by Mario Odekerken
Love is a river that flows freely,
but for me,it became a dam.
It did not carry me to open seas,
but anchored me to you.
Each step I took was toward you,
even when the road was jagged.
Each breath I drew whispered your name,
even when silence was my only companion.
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Love restrained
by Mario Odekerken
Love,a force so wild,so free,
now binds my heart in agony.
It reaches out,yet pulls me back,
a cruel path,a tortured track.
The stars above,they see my pain,
whisper truths I can't explain.
To hold you close,to touch your hand,
is but a dream I cannot stand.
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45. For My Authoritarians (2)
by Kea Campbell
I feel like a dog on a leash, nailed to the ground in your yard.
How is it my happiness dictates your profane and wicked ways?
Your hearts are like water, shifting like your states of minds.
One moment you're warm and fluid, and the next you're cold and stone.
Although we don’t see eye to eye, there is such a thing as compromise.
Your authority almost killed me the first time around.
How are you so blind-sighted to all the times you've let me down?
So, the next time you ask me why I don't want to stay,
Maybe you'll look back and finally acknowledge your mistakes before it's too late.
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