Poems about Self Harm
#SelfHarm
Poetry about cutting and self harm may contain distressing poems about people battling with self harming behaviour, and the mental disorders which often accompany it.
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 10:26am
10th Apr 2025 10:26am
Amelioration @ ten
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Amelioration @ ten
If only I could’ve waved the magic wand
pulled from a Ten year old’s imagination
Believing god or the cosmos placed me
reincarnated for a tort in a previous
existence
In anguish, fear….. pain ----
increasingly mental emotional damage
wishing, O how I wished daily for release
anything to improve my life
Thinking the first born must be
the (an) example
the experimental child
reasons for the physical tortures
so siblings would toe the line
Hence, swallowing a...
Amelioration @ ten
If only I could’ve waved the magic wand
pulled from a Ten year old’s imagination
Believing god or the cosmos placed me
reincarnated for a tort in a previous
existence
In anguish, fear….. pain ----
increasingly mental emotional damage
wishing, O how I wished daily for release
anything to improve my life
Thinking the first born must be
the (an) example
the experimental child
reasons for the physical tortures
so siblings would toe the line
Hence, swallowing a...
#childhood
#father
#God
#SelfHarm
#universe
41 reads
1 Comment
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 2:40am
4th Apr 2025 2:40am
Will He? Won't He
A frequent question by me primarily posed
“Why can’t you take better care of yourself?”
It just takes a bit of willpower.”
in me, there is no scarcity of willpower
a will bent on my destruction
a powerful desires to surrender to failure
nefarious captor of my spirit
that would rather see me dead
than change for the better
I pause to consider,
What would I lose with my demise?
the chance to see my daughter as a mother
to cradle new life in my grandfatherly arms
the privilege to have stimulating conversation;
to...
“Why can’t you take better care of yourself?”
It just takes a bit of willpower.”
in me, there is no scarcity of willpower
a will bent on my destruction
a powerful desires to surrender to failure
nefarious captor of my spirit
that would rather see me dead
than change for the better
I pause to consider,
What would I lose with my demise?
the chance to see my daughter as a mother
to cradle new life in my grandfatherly arms
the privilege to have stimulating conversation;
to...
#depression
#happiness
#SelfHarm #SelfReflection
#SelfHarm #SelfReflection
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Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 7:51pm
30th Mar 2025 7:51pm
I woke up surprised
I remember it vividly
It was all about forgetting everything
That night it happened was a first of many
By the end, I took more than twenty
It was all about forgetting everything
That night it happened was a first of many
By the end, I took more than twenty
#relationships
#religion
#SelfHarm
31 reads
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LunaDahlia
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 9:05am
18th Mar 2025 9:05am
I Want To Just Let My Eyes Burn From My Sockets
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#SelfHarm
39 reads
Cursedvessel
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 4:39am
20th Feb 2025 4:39am
Weakness
Shining
Is the blade
Before me.
Glistening
For yours truly
So brightly.
Craving
The blood
It seeks.
Personifying
Oh so lustrous
Sweet melodies.
Suggesting
The freedom
From within.
Resisting
The temptations
I will not give in
Is the blade
Before me.
Glistening
For yours truly
So brightly.
Craving
The blood
It seeks.
Personifying
Oh so lustrous
Sweet melodies.
Suggesting
The freedom
From within.
Resisting
The temptations
I will not give in
#depression
#SelfHarm
#strength
#suicide
#temptation
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1 Comment
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Bumped 18th Feb 2025 12:37pm
19th Sep 2023 00:53am
19th Sep 2023 00:53am
The Flowers
I've known 1,000 crooks
read 10,000 books
still like my whiskey with sour
took 500 aims
at my 5,000,000 blames
as I sit all alone at the fire
my hands are now cold
but my heart is still bold
waiting on some newfound desire
if I don't think quick
i just might miss
my opportunity to fuck up the flowers
it's been 700 months
i met 31 monks
not one of them had a thing to say
i poured 20,000 baths
to clean...
read 10,000 books
still like my whiskey with sour
took 500 aims
at my 5,000,000 blames
as I sit all alone at the fire
my hands are now cold
but my heart is still bold
waiting on some newfound desire
if I don't think quick
i just might miss
my opportunity to fuck up the flowers
it's been 700 months
i met 31 monks
not one of them had a thing to say
i poured 20,000 baths
to clean...
#anxiety
#depression
#identity
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
611 reads
21 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
Vestige
I trace the place where you used to rest,
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
#abuse
#addiction
#nightmares
#sadness
#SelfHarm
150 reads
1 Comment
Gorotika
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 8:46am
6th Feb 2025 8:46am
Self medication
Dear triss
i hate the number written on your body,
i hate your fat filled arms,
i hate your chunky thighs,
i hate your bulky cheeks,
I hate your need for food,
I hate your love for booze
i hate your wish for bones
And
i
i hate your lust for blood
i hate the number written on your body,
i hate your fat filled arms,
i hate your chunky thighs,
i hate your bulky cheeks,
I hate your need for food,
I hate your love for booze
i hate your wish for bones
And
i
i hate your lust for blood
#addiction
#dark
#despair
#EatingDisorder
#SelfHarm
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Drieks
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 2:19am
4th Feb 2025 2:19am
Too many bad days
So many. Had to burn ‘em.
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
#dark
#depression
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
144 reads
4 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 11:59pm
27th Jan 2025 11:59pm
insect enclosure
Maggots nestled beneath my bed, swarming over blood stained tissues.
Oh what a sight.
Flies buzzing in the corner of my room, happily feasting on the bowls filled with retch.
Oh what a scene
Watch your step, theres spiders on the floor.
Fragments of my mind scattered all around my room.
Watch your step, theres glass on the floor.
Locked up inside, there is no way out.
No light at the end of the tunnel
No mouth for the cave
No future, no hope
Oh so deep
Oh what a sight.
Flies buzzing in the corner of my room, happily feasting on the bowls filled with retch.
Oh what a scene
Watch your step, theres spiders on the floor.
Fragments of my mind scattered all around my room.
Watch your step, theres glass on the floor.
Locked up inside, there is no way out.
No light at the end of the tunnel
No mouth for the cave
No future, no hope
Oh so deep
#dark
#depression
#despair
#EatingDisorder
#SelfHarm
95 reads
2 Comments
NoQuarter
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 6:12am
26th Jan 2025 6:12am
Anatomy Of Hurt
Flesh gives before i do.
A thin red line separates the quiet
from the screaming in my head,
proof that I'm still here,
proof that I'd rather not be.
The body betrays itself,
tender and raw,
breaking under the weight
of hands it thought it could trust.
Pain is a harmonious language-
simple, sharp,
speaking truths that can't be said out loud.
It says - you deserve this.
It says - this is all there is.
Bruises bloom, beautiful and dark,
wanting constellations on a body turned into...
A thin red line separates the quiet
from the screaming in my head,
proof that I'm still here,
proof that I'd rather not be.
The body betrays itself,
tender and raw,
breaking under the weight
of hands it thought it could trust.
Pain is a harmonious language-
simple, sharp,
speaking truths that can't be said out loud.
It says - you deserve this.
It says - this is all there is.
Bruises bloom, beautiful and dark,
wanting constellations on a body turned into...
#dark
#SelfHarm
251 reads
2 Comments
Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:06pm
21st Jan 2025 1:06pm
Pure emptiness
#depression
#EatingDisorder
#identity
#SelfHarm
#suffering
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