Long Poems About Self Harm
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
24th Jan 2018 6:05am
24th Jan 2018 6:05am
ASPIRATION (7-1-96, Galveston Island, Texas)
aspire
to know
the true you
not
your mind
puppet
of your ego
but the
core you
that part
of your being
you consider
your heart
spirit
and
soul
be still
be quiet
to feel your
vast reach
to sense
the dark depths
the clearest
bright heights
to which
your roots
and your ...
to know
the true you
not
your mind
puppet
of your ego
but the
core you
that part
of your being
you consider
your heart
spirit
and
soul
be still
be quiet
to feel your
vast reach
to sense
the dark depths
the clearest
bright heights
to which
your roots
and your ...
#SelfHarm
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
5th Dec 2017 11:58pm
5th Dec 2017 11:58pm
Glory On The Hump (of a) Dump
bring an'other rasping gasp of (a relative shitstink)
this
y e a r ' s
deaths as is (to be)
r e l a t I v e unto the LIFE wee
slobilly live and breathe
on one the other, all personal
profit egoic
...
this
y e a r ' s
deaths as is (to be)
r e l a t I v e unto the LIFE wee
slobilly live and breathe
on one the other, all personal
profit egoic
...
#SelfHarm
#confessional
#historical
#philosophical
#nonfiction
475 reads
2 Comments
samael
Poem Published
27th Nov 2017 4:42pm
27th Nov 2017 4:42pm
Hubbub hung from a hook
I remember
the barbershop
red
white
blue pole
spinning
off East Inskip drive
beige brick
a silver bell rings
when the door pushes open
brown linoleum
sapphire barbicide
a back storage room
ajar
they may play poker in
on Saturday nights
just up from the bakery
i'd get a #2
cut all over
same as my brothers ...
the barbershop
red
white
blue pole
spinning
off East Inskip drive
beige brick
a silver bell rings
when the door pushes open
brown linoleum
sapphire barbicide
a back storage room
ajar
they may play poker in
on Saturday nights
just up from the bakery
i'd get a #2
cut all over
same as my brothers ...
#SelfHarm
583 reads
4 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
30th Oct 2017 5:39pm
30th Oct 2017 5:39pm
Taming the Ten (Beasts Within)
#loneliness
#abuse
#SelfHarm
#depression
#insomnia
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18 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
30th Oct 2017 2:28pm
30th Oct 2017 2:28pm
Big Pharma
Labels here cast
as defined from
their textbook:
Diagnosis #1-
major depressive
disorder;
this horror
subconsious
she must overcome
Here let me just
inspect your scars too:
Diagnosis #2-
self mutilator;
it’s her sacred
revelator
tapestry curator
the lines are drawn
...
as defined from
their textbook:
Diagnosis #1-
major depressive
disorder;
this horror
subconsious
she must overcome
Here let me just
inspect your scars too:
Diagnosis #2-
self mutilator;
it’s her sacred
revelator
tapestry curator
the lines are drawn
...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#insomnia
#OCD
#MentalHealth
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15 Comments
God-Is-In-The-Rain
Gregory Rain
Gregory Rain
Poem Published
26th Oct 2017 6:35am
26th Oct 2017 6:35am
Children of the sun!
Days of bright darkness...
Full of light that brings sadness...
Into their life of madness...
Children of the Sun!
Just as once death of others gave birth to new start...
Now ceases HER pounding heart...
Once it stops, she'll be torn appart!
Children of the Sun!!
With love, she watched her children rise...
Ever since she brought life into their eyes!
But today who stays, DIES!!
Children of the Sun!!!
All the love will soon smother!
In Day brighter than any other!!
Staring at their dying...
Full of light that brings sadness...
Into their life of madness...
Children of the Sun!
Just as once death of others gave birth to new start...
Now ceases HER pounding heart...
Once it stops, she'll be torn appart!
Children of the Sun!!
With love, she watched her children rise...
Ever since she brought life into their eyes!
But today who stays, DIES!!
Children of the Sun!!!
All the love will soon smother!
In Day brighter than any other!!
Staring at their dying...
#SelfHarm
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
15th Oct 2017 11:26pm
15th Oct 2017 11:26pm
Dev'ice[s].(of) eXpl-o-sive Improvisation..........
sumsuch the way how many
(e)n'light(enmants) cum-my-way
b4
I die / I died / Aye! b'dead? ?
] aside from yOur illusion/delusion creating faculties, [
birth / death
are thee onliest significant
"events" of My (Our) Life[s],
(( and
even thee
impo'tance of them of that, is
(proverbially)
...
(e)n'light(enmants) cum-my-way
b4
I die / I died / Aye! b'dead? ?
] aside from yOur illusion/delusion creating faculties, [
birth / death
are thee onliest significant
"events" of My (Our) Life[s],
(( and
even thee
impo'tance of them of that, is
(proverbially)
...
#dark
#conflict
#SelfHarm
#confessional
#SelfDiscovery
464 reads
3 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
14th Oct 2017 9:29pm
14th Oct 2017 9:29pm
Six Things You Should Know About Me - An Anthology
Plug into these tunes
To honor the naked wounds
I display here for you-
[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSjSozKL_EA ]
One:
I used to be a cutter
A decade of self-inflicted torture
A variety of bangs and bruises
Cigarette burns and chemical scorches
Starving for those bones to show
Piercing safety pins where they do not go
When I asked for help- they gave me pills
At school surrounded by imbeciles
So they sent me to an out-patient hospital
They didn’t like me there; I was...
To honor the naked wounds
I display here for you-
[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSjSozKL_EA ]
One:
I used to be a cutter
A decade of self-inflicted torture
A variety of bangs and bruises
Cigarette burns and chemical scorches
Starving for those bones to show
Piercing safety pins where they do not go
When I asked for help- they gave me pills
At school surrounded by imbeciles
So they sent me to an out-patient hospital
They didn’t like me there; I was...
#SelfHarm
#astrology
#Buddhist
#myself
#loneliness
846 reads
18 Comments
prestonGibson
NomadsPath
NomadsPath
Poem Published
11th Oct 2017 5:22pm
11th Oct 2017 5:22pm
Anxiety
I'm usually okay
And
By okay
What I mean to say is:
I usually smile
When I feel the world is caving
Into my lungs
And
Debilitating
My
B R E A T H I N G
...
By any other name
It does taste
As bitter
It's the limb
That is unable to be severed
Continuously fighting
To take the wheel
From my coherent mind:
An eclipse
Of rationality
And
A tsunami
Of doubt
And...
And
By okay
What I mean to say is:
I usually smile
When I feel the world is caving
Into my lungs
And
Debilitating
My
B R E A T H I N G
...
By any other name
It does taste
As bitter
It's the limb
That is unable to be severed
Continuously fighting
To take the wheel
From my coherent mind:
An eclipse
Of rationality
And
A tsunami
Of doubt
And...
#identity
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
909 reads
4 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
26th Sep 2017 00:55am
26th Sep 2017 00:55am
111 PS CURVES INTO DEEPEST MAYAS BLURS (3-11-17, Cathedral City bus ride into Palm Springs, California
bonta logan
area showroom
for less
plaza
mosaic rimrock
sunline measure
password linden
roll off
tongue
slipstream verdant
foothills treasure
shone through
platinum
desert sky high
mountain canyons
showering sun
where
smoke tree
angels
silent risen
ghostly witness
roadside madness
flying by
in pricey ...
area showroom
for less
plaza
mosaic rimrock
sunline measure
password linden
roll off
tongue
slipstream verdant
foothills treasure
shone through
platinum
desert sky high
mountain canyons
showering sun
where
smoke tree
angels
silent risen
ghostly witness
roadside madness
flying by
in pricey ...
#identity
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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GChordBlues
Poem Published
19th Aug 2017 6:57pm
19th Aug 2017 6:57pm
September 16, 2015 (pt.1)
I was a fat, freckle faced kid.
It was the way I looked, and he absolutely hated it.
He hated anything that was a flaw.
Being teased for something I didn't even do to myself.
I remember looking into my mirror feeling down.
"Is this really me?" he would say inside my head.
My inside voice, my dark roommate, nagging that I could do better than this.
The voice was like a fork scraping a plate repeatedly in my head.
It made me feel like when my body was created, the wrong model was picked off the shelf.
It wasn't until highschool until my...
It was the way I looked, and he absolutely hated it.
He hated anything that was a flaw.
Being teased for something I didn't even do to myself.
I remember looking into my mirror feeling down.
"Is this really me?" he would say inside my head.
My inside voice, my dark roommate, nagging that I could do better than this.
The voice was like a fork scraping a plate repeatedly in my head.
It made me feel like when my body was created, the wrong model was picked off the shelf.
It wasn't until highschool until my...
#SelfHarm
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1 Comment
GChordBlues
Poem Published
11th Aug 2017 11:47am
11th Aug 2017 11:47am
The Night You Had Another Episode
Sometimes I wake up in the night, intruding sleep's course.
Remembering you're not next to me in your shorts and baggy shirt.
Instead you're in a whole different state crying in the fetal position on the floor.
How did it get so bad? What is it that hurts you?
Your impulsive or rash feelings when you have an episode?
You're not crazy, and you're not a failure.
Yes, you're impulsive and can be rash.
You like to play with the fire of chances, and you expect to not get burnt.
That's okay though because I have a thing for flames myself.
...
Remembering you're not next to me in your shorts and baggy shirt.
Instead you're in a whole different state crying in the fetal position on the floor.
How did it get so bad? What is it that hurts you?
Your impulsive or rash feelings when you have an episode?
You're not crazy, and you're not a failure.
Yes, you're impulsive and can be rash.
You like to play with the fire of chances, and you expect to not get burnt.
That's okay though because I have a thing for flames myself.
...
#identity
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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1 Comment
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