Paper Hearts
Paper hearts, they tend to bleed, The blood shall spill all over me. Pieces broken like empty glass, Nothing there to bring it back. No glue, no tape. Just scissors from a cutthroat soul. I don’t…
pain around me is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees pain around me in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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