Abuse Poems

Sad Poems on Abuse

The trauma of abuse is never fully gone from a person's consciousness. Its filthy stain leaves its residue on the soul forever. However, like all bad experiences, it is possible to turn this experience into good by developing compassion and empathy for others who have been through this experience. Many people feel that bringing meaning to a traumatic experience is a path to healing. When I turn a negative experience into a tool that brings meaning into my life and others, I am taking the best kind of revenge on my abuser.

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  • by Yerzinia
  • Published: 4/20/2009
Hush Little Sister

Hush, little sister
Please don't cry
I wish I could be there
To sing you a lullaby

I can see your arms
Bloodied and bruised
That's strange, little sister
Mine were like that …

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  • Stories 62
  • Emailed 81
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  • Rating: 4.75
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This poem was so touching. I also suffered from around 3 to 10. I am now 11 and I can't say how relieved I am to be away from my father. I live with my mum and my little brother who is only 8. I …

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Don't Give Up Hope Get Help, Listen

There is a reflection of pain in her eyes, as she fights back tears.
Trying to figure out why she has put up with it all of these years.
Innocence gone.
Just taken away.
Struggling to …

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  • Rating: 4.7
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This brought tears to my eyes. I went through something like this a few years ago. But this certainty touched me.


Child Abuse Ends In Death, Speechless

My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three

Our dad's always mad
He screams and he yells
I don't think he likes us
It's easy to tell

Mum's only …

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  • Rating: 4.69
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My best friend's kid sister died at about this age...and though I don't recall the actual circumstance, it's haunted my friend for all of her life. This poem is haunting as well; thank you for …

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  • by Kate
  • Published: 5/20/2008
Inner Child

Hello Dear Jesus,
It's been a long, long time.
I hope that you still know me,
I've been hiding quite awhile.
I know that you know all things
Still, I think I should explain,
The …

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  • Emailed 60
  • Votes 347
  • Rating: 4.69
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This poem describes exactly how I felt a hundred times, when I was about to give up on religion. And I just cried a lot over the last line, because that was probably the most touching. But we should …

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  • by Louise
  • Published: 10/31/2008
No Way Out From Sexual Abuse

He came into my life
when I was just a little girl
I was happy and young
And then he changed my world

One night I was in bed
And he came to say goodnight
except he took a little …

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  • Rating: 4.65
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You beautiful girl. What courage. I survived the hand of my best friends dad at a sleepover. My sexual abuse was not continued. I was 13, still had not kissed a boy yet. My heart goes out to all of …

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  • by Tania
  • Published: 7/15/2008
Don't Stay In An Abusive Relationship, While I Was Bleeding

Where do I begin to explain the beating?
You watched as I sat there bleeding,
You never cared about my feeling.
My hurt had no healing.
Rape after rape I knew I had to escape, …

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  • Votes 297
  • Rating: 4.65
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How much more do women have to dare? Why do men treat us like beating sticks? But so help me god I'm here to fight for my fellow women!!!!

  • by J.D
  • Published: 4/12/2011
Black And Blue

Sitting alone under the night sky so black,
Nobody knows what she's holding back,
Pulling her sleeves past the black and blue,
Once these bruises fade they'll come back anew.

Looking …

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  • Stories 5
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  • Votes 147
  • Rating: 4.65
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That poem very much ought to be published. Very heart wrenching. I am 53 yrs old. A man from a very abusive father. But I have 2 daughters and never ever laid a hand on either of them. Still …

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  • by Tiffany L. Holic
  • Published: 2/15/2006
Poem From A Child Abused Physically And Emotionally, Living In My World

Late on the dishes, food still on the plate
Mommy is mad-Daddy's home late.
I'm in the corner crying all alone
Wishing to myself, get me out of this home.
I'm always getting beaten, never …

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  • Stories 18
  • Emailed 55
  • Votes 1199
  • Rating: 4.64
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The poem touched my heart so deeply it means my life goes like this way only. Thanks to publisher for that I am able to read this poem.

  • by Lynette Gutwein
  • Published: 4/6/2011
Poem by A Victim Of Domestic Violence, Returning Faith

You took away my innocence
My hopes, my dreams, my youth
You took from me my very soul
What could have been, I never knew

Your words would cut me deep inside
Deep to the very …

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  • Rating: 4.64
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I love this poem. I was beaten since I was 3 and I am now 14. I was so weak until I told someone. I got help and this reminds me of the pain I went through. Thanks for sharing.

Daddy's Doll

The frigerator is full of beer,
And the couch is full of crumbs.
I go to bed and in my head,
I just know he's going to come.

For my dear old Dad, has made me sad,
By playing house …

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  • Stories 12
  • Emailed 27
  • Votes 348
  • Rating: 4.6
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I read this poem and the responses and it just amazes me how often these things happen. I was molested from the time I was 5 till I was 9 by my older brother, and understand how much it can tear not …

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