Hurting Poems - Page 3

  1. 41. What's Known Today, Yet Lost Yesterday

    • By Hannah Smith
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2015

    There are a lot of my feelings in this poem. It's about heartbreak and sadness. I was hurt badly by my last boyfriend, and this is meant for him to know how much he hurt me, but it's also a way of expressing my feelings without having to explain them.

    Poem About Hurt, Lies, And Darkness

    Hurt, lies, darkness
    Truth becomes nothing
    Lies become everything
    Hurt is the only feeling you know
    Darkness becomes your new best friend
    Smiles fade
    Tears remain
    No happiness left
    Sorrow and hatred swarming all around
    Hearts once whole
    Become a million sharp pieces scattered about
    What to do
    What to say
    Words can't make sounds
    Silence throughout the day
    Silence throughout the night
    What used to be
    Is now nothing but a vivid memory of days passed
    Trying to remember is a waste
    But so is moving from your place
    Paralyzed yet so much feeling
    Hard to continue walking but it must be done
    Black and white, no color
    Life has become a nightmare
    Hard to escape
    Hurt, lies, darkness
    Is the life you know today

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  2. 42. Darkness

    • By Brendan Michael Pagano-Staffaroni
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2015

    This poem comes from the pain of losing a girlfriend. When the person you love leaves, your whole world turns upside down, making it feel like you will constantly live in darkness.

    Poem About Loss Of Girlfriend

    I wish this world of darkness would come to an end.
    I lost a girl, I lost a friend.
    I'd give it all back if only I could.
    I've said it a million times, I know I would.
    I miss her more and more every day.
    She's gone, and my world is dark and grey.
    My life is a cloud of endless rain.
    I wish I could escape the endless pain.
    What's the point of living if she's gone?
    There is no sun, there is no dawn
    In my endless world of darkness...

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  3. 43. Reality Check

    Poem About A Relationship Falling Apart

    Married, we were
    As young as 17
    Lovers, we were
    At least at heart

    Home, we built
    Of wood and concrete
    Walls, we built
    Of hatred and lust

    Family, we became
    With child after child
    Strangers, we became
    With lie after lie

    Fighting, it began
    For days on end
    Hurting, it began
    For love to end

    Divorce, it is
    God's marriage had ceased
    Reality, it is
    God save us please

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  4. 44. You're Better Off Without Me

    I often picture what it would be like to see you again. To hear your voice, or feel the weight of your hand in mine. I rehearse what I'd say to you, whether or not I'd tell you about the poetry, how I'd reply if you asked me if I was happy, yet.

    But the truth is I'll never tell you any of it. I won't call or find my way to your door. As much as I miss you, I know that you will want to love me - to pick up the pieces of me and hold them together, the way you always used to. And we'll end up back where we were, with you ignoring how much it hurt to try and love me - still giving even when there's nothing left for me to take.

    If we're honest, we both know you're better off without me. If I really want you to be happy, then I have to accept that it means being far away from me. So I will love you from a distance, even if that means you believe the worst of me.

    I’ve written you
    so many letters
    I won’t send.
    I’ve rehearsed
    phone calls
    and played out
    chance meetings
    in my head.
    And yet, I’ll never
    tell you any of it.
    Because I know
    (deep down)
    you’re better off
    without me,
    and I want you
    to be happy,
    whatever that means.

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  5. 45. Raindrops

    This is based on a true story of mine...
    I'm so hurt. "Waiting for his call" that never comes.

    Hurt In Love

    As I watched the raindrops fall,
    I waited for his call
    It was dark that night
    that it was all darkness at my sight

    Every time the night would come,
    I always feel the same
    the pain I kept inside
    the tears I cried

    the way I pretend
    that I just care with my trends
    the feelings that I can't say
    the problems on my way

    because you hurt me so,
    I will say goodbye
    it's for our sake
    and for me not to be fake

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  6. 46. Not Worth The Pain

    • By Ashley Brewer
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems October 2009

    I'm Ashley, and I am 15. This poem is to my ex-boyfriend. He was my very first true love, and I miss him terribly. I am still trying to get over him, but I know that it is going to take a very long time.. :/

    If I could have stayed just a little longer, where would we be?
    Every night I dream, and you're part of my little scheme.
    I miss you oh, so badly, and you don't even care.
    I am trying to move on, but my heart is still all torn apart.
    How could you just leave me all alone in the dark?
    Now it feels like my whole world is falling apart.
    My friends says that you're not worth the pain,
    But my heart is still in vain.
    I think about you 24/7, and I wonder if you are thinking of me too.
    I doubt it, though.
    You have no idea what you are putting me through.
    I love you, and I know the love we once shared was true.
    Every night you would call and you would make me laugh.
    I miss holding hands and all the kisses we had,
    And still you beg me for a hug every time it's time to say goodbye.
    You're not worth the pain.
    But yet I still love you.
    Why can't I get over you?
    The sky was once blue; now you're falling through.
    You don't call anymore, and I am only good to you when I'm around.
    You were my first for a lot of things, and I want you to be my last.
    I love you.
    I'm sorry, but my heart is all in vain.
    But you're still not worth the pain.

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  7. 47. She

    • By Kirstie Dorgan
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2010

    I wrote this for my friend who was having a bad time. It's quite a few years old and I am happy to say that they got it sorted!!!

    Playing Games With A Girl Who Can't Say No

    She's a girl and he's a guy
    why they're together, I don't know why
    she is caring, loving, honest and true
    he is mean, nasty, selfish and cruel

    she takes the bulk of all the crap
    wanting what they had
    keeping on taking him back

    he likes to keep her way down there
    to build him up, he doesn't care
    she wonders how he can be so mean
    she sees the side no one else has seen

    he plays games with her state of mind
    asks questions-answers
    she finds so hard to find

    makes her feel worthless and alone
    lots of bad habits she thought he'd outgrown

    nothing will change till she finally lets go
    hard for a girl who can't say no
    to this guy who makes her feel so low

    she's got spirit, guts and life
    why does she go through all of this strife?

    she is a beautiful girl and he's just a guy
    everyday she wonders why...
    she can't let go-only she knows.

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  8. 48. Let's Go Back To The Beginning

    • By Alhely J. Liceaga
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    Sometimes the tension in a marriage gets intense and the couple starts to worry, is this the end?

    Marriage Is Falling Apart

    It was never like this...
    In the beginning all we did was laugh
    Now that we are married it's like we have to argue and that has to be part of our lives.
    We have a son now, and look at us... I feel like we're falling apart
    Every day I hope it changes and we go back to how it was
    But I guess those days are over and all we have left is the beautiful memories of the past.
    Why do people go through this?
    Is it just a test, or is it how it ends it all
    How come we were not able to see this from the beginning?
    That way we wouldn't of broken our first son's heart.

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  9. 49. Wishes Don't Come True

    • By Kathleen G. Mcneeley
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2017

    My marriage has been falling apart for the last few years, no matter what I do. It's hard to talk about, but I have to get it out before it eats me whole.

    Failing Marriage

    I wish there were words to express how I feel,
    But no words I see will do.
    No words exist to convey my pain
    Or the love I feel for you.

    The love that stings like a bee
    And makes me swell with pain.
    I wish you loved me like honey,
    Sweet and thick and sticky,
    But that love for me no longer exists,
    So I must care for the wound it left.

    I wish you cared about me
    The way you do our kids,
    Loving them for who they are,
    Not scowling at them from afar.

    I wish you loved me like I love you,
    With every inch and mile.
    I fall apart every day.
    Never at me do you smile.

    I wish I made you happy.
    I try to every day,
    But I can't seem to make you love me anymore.
    I cry myself to sleep.
    Every day I fail.
    Every day I weep.

    I wish a lot of thing these days,
    But what is there to do?
    Life isn't a dream or fairytale.
    Wishes don't come true.

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  10. 50. Warm Embrace

    I am a single mother to two wonderful boys. I have been divorced for over a year. I want to feel loved again and feel like I'm somebody again. I'm missing that special someone.

    How I yearn for his warm embrace
    Tears fall down my face
    Can you see in my eyes
    How much I hate our goodbyes
    I think about you all the time
    I know in the end we will be just fine.
    Touch me..Love with me
    the way we are supposed to be
    I've always wanted to be with you
    and do the things that lovers do
    Tell me you want to be with me
    and that we were meant to be
    Precious pain go away
    Please don't come back another day
    Dreaming of you
    is all I do
    This fire I feel...sparks...heat ...exotic...burning inside
    My feelings for you I cannot hide
    wishing..hoping....yearning..wanting..needing you near
    Oh God, can you tell how much I want you, dear
    I can't pretend anymore
    It's you...whom I adore
    It's you whom I've been longing for
    I just want to give you my heart
    and I never want us to be apart
    In the moonlight I wish on the stars that you were here
    instead of being there.
    One day I will feel your warm embrace
    and no more tears will fall down from my face.

    Warm Embrace

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  11. 51. You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us

    You have drowned every emotion of us,
    Held it under water until it could no longer breathe.
    You have shattered every memory of us,
    Like glass, touching it I risk hurting every time.
    You have burned any future of us,
    Only left ashes of what could have been.
    We could have been great together.
    We could have made it.

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  12. 52. Loneliness Over

    • By Paul Fisher
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2017

    My wife had left me and my two children, and sleep was rare for many weeks. As I'd lie thinking in the small hours of the mornings, the bird song at the break of dawn was a reminder of new beginning and hope. I would lay in the half dark waiting for the first bird to dare and break the silence.

    Waiting For A New Beginning

    Daytime comes so slowly,
    Slouching through the night.
    My mind is torn and twisted,
    Screaming for the light...
    Of dawn in all its glory,
    Its splendor and its song.
    Why, even humble sparrows think
    The night was far too long.

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  13. 53. Two Countries

    • By Efi
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 2007

    There is always a negative aspect of love: fighting and hurt

    Fighting In Relationship

    Two countries like shadows
    fight every day
    without end
    cold and cruel
    one the other.
    They are linked with a chain
    but the rings are rusty.
    They burden and crawl the souls,
    bleeding the once common dreams.
    Some thoughts, similar actions and reactions
    permanent battles without winner
    because the opponents have the same character.
    And where this battle will lead,
    No one knows.
    Truth and lie become one
    swearing enemies till the end.
    Endless games of pain and revenge
    but without reason.
    Egoisms and reactions
    dumb reminders of a forgotten vow.
    But look, they are fighting again
    silently, with piercing looks
    that hide words sharp as knives,
    and bleed their hearts.
    Two countries like shadows
    fight every day.

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  14. 54. I Need My Friend Back

    • By April
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2009

    Wrote this after a breakup... ~TEAR~ SADDEN~

    Who are you?
    Where is the guy that I once knew?
    Where did my friend go
    and when is he coming back?

    I miss him like a drought
    misses the rain
    I need him as the lighting is running
    through my brain
    I want him to know I love him
    with every beat of my heart

    I need him here when I'm alone
    in the dark
    I need his hand to help me up
    when I fall

    I want him to touch me once again
    and look within my eyes,
    So I know he cares

    I need his gentle and tender touch back
    I need it to fulfill my day
    But most of all I need my friend back
    A friend who managed to make me smile
    A friend that went away

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  15. 55. I'm Sorry Son

    • By Randall Pela
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008

    I was diagnosed with Kleinfelters Syndrome in October of 2006, which is a disease which doesn't allow me the chance to conceive my own child. Poetry - Song writing has always given me the chance to express my feelings on paper. This is the hardest thing ever for me personally to experience because I want to be father of my own child so much and I know that there are others like me, and I just wanted to share with the readers my thoughts and feelings on the topic as well. Thank You.

    Unable To Conceive

    I'm sorry, Son, that I'll never get the chance to see you.
    I'm sorry, Son, I'll never get the chance to be you.
    I hold you close to my heart; I can't stand that we are apart.
    I always wanted you from the very start.
    It seems the man I once believed in turned his back on me,
    he took away my right to be happy and stole my dignity.
    I'm sorry, Son, I'll never get the chance to hold you.
    I'm sorry, Son, I'll never get the chance to scold you.
    I'm sorry, Son, that I will never get the chance to be a good Dad,
    a higher power has punished me and left me so sad.
    The problems God has caused me makes me want to leave my wife
    because I can't provide her with a junior of me.
    This pains me so much.
    Sometimes I think a shotgun is the only way to end my misery!
    I've been cursed by a higher power,
    my life can never be complete,
    my heart will always be missing every other beat.
    I'm sorry, Son, I'll never get the chance to hold you!
    I'm sorry, Son, I'll never get the chance to scold you.
    I'm sorry, Son, I can't be your Dad
    I always wanted to be a good Dad,
    and provide with the life that I couldn't have.
    I'm sorry, Son.
    Please realize that if I could have you that I would.
    I'll always love you and you are always in my heart and with this we shall never be apart!

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  16. 56. Love Vs. Heartbreak

    • By Kaylee
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2011

    I tried to end my life but survived to tell my story. I fell in love when I was 18 with my first everything. I was there for him through his drug problem. We got engaged after three years, only for him to abuse me sexually, mentally and physically. I was tortured, beaten with chains. I was taken by force while he licked my tears. I was cheated on; he let the girl he slept with wear my ring before I got to see it. I now have a better man.

    Those moments when you unknowingly give your heart to the one you love.
    The feeling of butterflies in the very pit of your stomach when they ease into your mind.
    The smile which graces upon the world, reaching your eyes when they are near.
    The special glow you cast for all to see, which brightens with their gentle touch.
    The warmth and protection you snuggle closer to in their arms.
    The places you lay memories; as you share every moment together.
    The all out joy you give one another to make sure you are pleased evenly.
    The nights you laugh as random things, just to see a smile.
    The days you could watch TV, not speaking a word; yet the comfort of the other is near.
    The holidays you brand with a toast of wine, over candle light.
    The three words you utter occasionally, making time stand still.
    To never feeling alone because one heart beats for the other.
    The time when tears only fall when forever is placed on a finger.
    The dreams you share; to bid a future that harness true love.

    That is Love.


    The anxiety that something is wrong, when words are no longer enough.
    The harsh words that leave the mouth, scarring the butterflies away.
    The end of smiles as frowns and lines of worry are born.
    The glow that dies into depression as skin turns pale; eyes lose their shine.
    The cold of their back as they sleep facing away and far from you.
    The separation they want, time alone to search new memories.
    The gifts which ends, because the care is no longer there.
    The nights you spend in completely different rooms contemplating reasons.
    The days watching TV on the floor as the other is on the bed browsing the computer.
    The holidays spent away, at families; wondering what the other is doing.
    Those lovely three words die; reborn into three different words.
    The heartbeat which once was strong, beating painfully slow each night.
    The time tears fall for no reason through the days unknowingly.
    The nightmares that plague you, until you become ill.

    That is Heartbreak

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  17. 57. As If We Never Were

    • By Cassandra Cordova
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2017

    I'm confident and strong, but insecurities and doubt fill my mind. The one person who I thought wouldn't ever notice me did. In my eyes he was perfect. We became a side thing, but my heart wanted more. I let my guard down too quickly. I was willing to commit, but he wasn't. I decided to let go before he would break me even more. It was painful and sad, but I had to remind myself that I deserve better than just a side thing.

    Letting Go Of A Love That Was Never Real

    Sadness reaps in my shadows.
    Its presence is in every corner.
    I close my eyes to try to escape,
    But all I see is you.
    It hurts.
    I hurt.
    When I hold you, my heart is full.
    Your lips against mine is a fairy tale.
    Looking into your eyes loses me every time.
    Those are the moments I wish could last forever.
    Is there such a thing?
    When we let go, I remain empty.
    A kiss goodbye is me searching for hope.
    After you I'm still alone.
    Our only connection is what I hold on too.
    I fall asleep waiting, and I wake up heartbroken.
    I break a little more every time.
    I've become blind to what is around me.
    My doors have closed to those that matter.
    I'm standing in the palm of your hand.
    I need to let go.
    I can't.
    I don't want to.

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  18. 58. Morning Moon Over The Ocean

    • By Joseph A. Lamberger
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2018

    When you wake up in the early morning hours and walk to the beach, when the full moon is high in the sky, the view of the morning moon sitting over the ocean waves creates a peace and a feeling of renewal.

    Recovering From The Hurt Of A Failed Love

    Morning moon over the ocean,
    Faithful light on the sea,
    You help me realize
    The man I was meant to be.

    There are times in one’s life
    When you walk into the wind,
    But if the ocean moon should show,
    It will help you see within.

    Some of it is pretty,
    Most of it is bad.
    It is only then you realize
    Exactly what you had.

    Morning moon over the ocean,
    Precious light on the sea,
    An end to my darkness.
    A new day dawns for me.

    I’ve failed so many times
    To open my eyes to see.
    So many were the signs
    And hints you gave to me.

    I grew into a man
    With a heart made out of steel.
    Over the years I never saw
    The hurt that would never heal.

    Morning moon over the ocean
    A sure sign from above
    That my lonely nights may be ending
    With the hope of your great love.

    I wish that I could travel
    In a ship just for a time
    And make a long, long journey
    To the day when you were mine.

    A bribe for the ferryman
    To transport across the sea,
    To arrive on the shore
    Where you again wait for me.

    Morning moon over the ocean,
    Faithful light on the sea,
    You help me realize
    The man I was meant to be.

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  19. 59. Hang Up

    A dedication for a longing heart... who simply cannot just speak it out...wherein a better word to tell a person on this situation is ENOUGH!

    Hello. Hello? Hello...
    How are you?
    I missed your voice so much.
    It's been a long time
    I miss our talk
    Yeah... right, all the nonsense
    Almost always, no meaning but wonderful
    And I can't help it

    I tried several times to reach you
    Longing to hear your voice once again
    Wanting to hear promises.
    Reminiscing the past
    Plans for the future?
    Often times, I was unsuccessful
    It's either you didn't pick the call
    Or someone else did
    Quite frustrating, but I have no plans of giving up
    I will still try... and will never stop.

    And today, choking with loneliness
    I dialed your number.
    It rang... once... twice
    Then I put it off.
    The rats are racing in my chest
    I told myself, I can't
    I paused, I can't help it
    I'm wondering once again
    Who's with you.
    The answer, I don't want to know.

    I held the phone once more
    Thinking... to dial or not to dial
    My fingers decided quicker than my brain
    It rang...You picked the call and answered.
    Same soft, husky voice.
    Soft hello
    I'm so happy to hear you again.
    Yes... I can hear you now
    And I'm happy.
    But then again,
    I have to Hang up

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  20. 60. Sitting

    • By Dana
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009

    When me and my boyfriend broke up

    Poem About A Breakup

    Sitting in silence is the greatest virtue
    Sitting in the dark is like no one cares enough to turn the light back on in your life
    Sitting with the music blasting is like trying to drown out every problem you have
    Sitting in the bathtub crying is like a suicide not yet planned
    Sitting with all the lights on is like trying to forget the dark times
    Sitting with the blade to your wrist seems like you were a failure
    Sitting with the gun put to your head is like saying he broke my heart one too many times
    But sitting next to you
    Is like a hundred pieces of broken glass stabbing you in the heart
    It's hard not to forget how I loved you and how you hurt me
    It's hard to say you're not mine anymore
    But the hardest is getting through the day knowing I won't get a call from you
    But for some reason I still wait for your call
    Sitting in silence is the greatest virtue
    But sitting next to you is like glass

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