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Tags : pain

Dragon

Dragon

A Poem by Nebula


Lying on a table Smell of blood Excruciating painInk on the skin My dragon will be a tatoo of my personality
The Sacrifice

The Sacrifice

A Poem by Hawaiian_fire


tiny edits. 3/22/2021
Poetry: Only love can remove the pain of pain

Poetry: Only love can remove the pain of pain

A Poem by zennedpen


Pain strains itself in us trying to hurt us. Strain it through love instead, and the pain will be dispersed. Pain is a strain on us without love to st..
Overthinker

Overthinker

A Poem by Midnight.Sun


It's about my experience as a person who overthinks too much
Save me

Save me

A Poem by Midnight.Sun


Trying to make things work
A little more, a little less!

A little more, a little less!

A Poem by Swagata Lakshmi Das


Sometimes we wake up and feel numb about our existence and our worth. But we should never give up on us. Introspection is beautiful.
Please do not resuscitate

Please do not resuscitate

A Poem by The Unknown Sith


" you're the drug that I can't get off..."
A Change Inside Me

A Change Inside Me

A Poem by Ally Ann


a newfound appreciation for what is probably just living
Passenger

Passenger

A Poem by Ally Ann


Are these words a sign of life or decay?
Drowning

Drowning

A Poem by Midnight.Sun


Kind of what I think about if I have an emotional breakdown
winter

winter

A Poem by Anonymous 79


2nd installment in a series of poem (previous is "autumn")
Faces

Faces

A Story by Bill O. Writes


Simultaneously blessed and cursed with seeing her face on my screen.
Vampire

Vampire

A Poem by Mustang


Short poem about power struggle
Home line ride

Home line ride

A Poem by Betty Redd


Just a poem about leaving the past behind and moving into the future.
Poetry: Pain can kill full living. Die to Pain.

Poetry: Pain can kill full living. Die to Pain.

A Poem by zennedpen


A lot of our pain comes from our not living fully. Live a full life, and die to your pain. Pain can kill our innerness quickly. Die to pain, live. Don..
Weed in the Garden

Weed in the Garden

A Poem by LaToya Martin


Gardener, why was I planted here?What did you see?The gardener replied, a little weed from the earth standing with nobodyBut the sun burns, said the w..
Rebecca

Rebecca

A Poem by LaToya Martin


Sold for what she wasn’t created to beGiven for the pleasure of anotherOh how pain is now her newfound loveBeaten by the hands that constantly d..