The angel lost her grace,
As mascara ran down her face.
She forgot love, remembered hate.
She no longer had her faith.
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The angel lost her grace,Featured Shared Story
I'm writing this because I am sad, down, and I scuffed my pride. Have you ever loved somebody, even though they did you wrong a million times? Sometimes it is better to hurt than be hurt,...
22. I Feel Invisible
tears in my eyes
my fears alive
dreams were lost
hopes were dryFeatured Shared Story
Hi! Evi I'm Nick, I'm 14, and I just wanted to say I really do understand what you're going through I've been through and still going through a lot of hurt and pain. So if you a ear or a...
23. Broken Dreams
Drowning in a darkness
Of deep despair
Believing the lies I hear
And seeing truths not thereFeatured Shared Story
I know how you feel. I'm sorry you feel like that because I know what you're going through. I'm trying to become better myself. People don't understand EMO'S like myself...
I've tried. Time and time again, I've tried.
To not cut, to not be weak, to not fall into temptations.
You single-handedly abolished whatever pieces of my heart were left.
You see the struggles I've been through. You still leave me, like I'm nothing.Featured Shared Story
This poem is so easy to relate to. Even though no one should have to relate to it. No one should have to feel this way - like suicide is the only option. I've been there myself. Thought that...
Each night I find myself sitting against the tree,
Hating myself, locking my heart and throwing away the key,
I sit there and wait, just hoping for the someone who may care.
No one ever comes, nor will they, I am aware.Featured Shared Story
It was one word...DIVINE. You might think you are forgotten, but your poem will never be forgotten. It will forever sing in our heart. You are a talented poet and you should never stop....
Can no one see this smile I'm faking,
See how, inside, I'm constantly shaking?
These people all claim they know me well,
Yet no one can see through my crumbling shellFeatured Shared Story
This is truly what I feel. Their hopes that I'll be something they think of is fading. It's just killing me. I have no one to express myself to. I don't want someone to feel or even know what...
If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you about me,
And how they hear me scream
And watch me while I bleed.Featured Shared Story
Four days after I turned fifteen in 2018, I was sexually harassed by someone I didn't even know. The police couldn't do anything because he had gone back to his own country. This made me feel...
I just wish I could break down,
let it all out, finally be found.
I'm tired of hiding from what hurts;Featured Shared Story
A very, very nice poem. Thanks for writing and sharing. Sometimes emotions get buried in the heart and refuse to come out. You remain unaware of these buried emotions whether it's pain, hurt,...
34. What Happened?
What happened to me,
The one I used to be?
Now, when I look at my reflection,
I'm filled with recollectionFeatured Shared Story
Being deeply sad and depressed can weigh on a person like nothing else. This poem reminds me of my own experiences and of the loneliness that sometimes washes over me when I feel like I'm...
Sometimes I feel unimaginable pain.
It's always in my mind, within my brain.
It dwells inside all of my heart
And inside my veins.Featured Shared Story
I know this. It's an endless, repeating, painful loop. You ask someone if they think you're good enough, are you beautiful, are you smart, do they love you, do they care. They respond with...
Slowly I feel myself breaking.
My knees feel weak; it seems I'm shaking.
My arms are tired and my legs feel numb.
My mind in a haywire and I want to run.Featured Shared Story
Such a touching poem. I love the diction used. It really creates an atmosphere that rhymes well with the subject matter.
37. Trying To Live
I am a poet writing about my pain.
I am person recovering and trying to gain.
I am your daughter who is trying to learn.
I am your sister who is starting to turn.Featured Shared Story
I am constantly made fun if and called emo because when I was 12 I tried to hang myself and I used to cut and have scars all up my arms. I was only depressed because my dad and I were close...
How is it I cry all night,
Yet you still believe everything is all right?
How can you not see my pain
When it is clearer than the rain?
I'm not okay,
I'm starving, the urges are back.
They are things here still gnawing,Featured Shared Story
This poem is lovely. And what else, I very much relate to the quote that's there in the beginning. Publishing extremely personal things make me afraid ... I don't wanna be vulnerable.
You don't know and I'll never tell.
If you look at me you'd never know what's really inside.
I may laugh and smile,
And you'll think I'm OK.Featured Shared Story
This is a really good poem. I, too, pretend to be okay when all I feel is an unending emptiness. It's like feeling everything all at once and then suddenly feeling nothing at all.
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