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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Nixprty
Poem Published
10th May 2024 00:19am
10th May 2024 00:19am
A Comforting Ache
I find myself longing for hurt,
yearning to feel tears in my eyes and blood cooling on my skin.
I deserve to be happy,
And for the most part I am,
But I want to hurt.
I need a wound to remind myself I'm human,
A gash I can twist my fingers into when the noise starts to fizzle.
I feel an aching calm when I'm bleeding,
Like I'm crawling back into my primal state,
Like this is how I am meant to be.
I don't want to hurt myself;
I want to hurt so bad.
yearning to feel tears in my eyes and blood cooling on my skin.
I deserve to be happy,
And for the most part I am,
But I want to hurt.
I need a wound to remind myself I'm human,
A gash I can twist my fingers into when the noise starts to fizzle.
I feel an aching calm when I'm bleeding,
Like I'm crawling back into my primal state,
Like this is how I am meant to be.
I don't want to hurt myself;
I want to hurt so bad.
#emptiness
#SelfHarm
267 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 2:25pm
30th Apr 2024 2:25pm
The Doomsday Clock
What is youth but a false sense of security:
a fantasy...
shattered by the increasing years.
And what will the memory of love do...
ultimately...
but help to cosy us into a grave.
No action is immune to the absurd,
or the brutality of reduction
in the rapine ebb of amenity.
The carnage fulcrum has been crossed
beyond the butcher's block... of holocaust.
90 seconds to midnight.
a fantasy...
shattered by the increasing years.
And what will the memory of love do...
ultimately...
but help to cosy us into a grave.
No action is immune to the absurd,
or the brutality of reduction
in the rapine ebb of amenity.
The carnage fulcrum has been crossed
beyond the butcher's block... of holocaust.
90 seconds to midnight.
#earth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
147 reads
10 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
25th Apr 2024 12:09pm
25th Apr 2024 12:09pm
Why Bother
I've had
an urgent
appointment
with death
since i started
breathing
always walking
a very
thin line
panic grips
my hand
asking me
to dance
living inside
the dark doubts
about existing
each day dawns
pistol cocked ready
for when
self destruction
is assured
no bluff
being called here
only russian roulette
new apocalypse
explosive mind games
going boom
an urgent
appointment
with death
since i started
breathing
always walking
a very
thin line
panic grips
my hand
asking me
to dance
living inside
the dark doubts
about existing
each day dawns
pistol cocked ready
for when
self destruction
is assured
no bluff
being called here
only russian roulette
new apocalypse
explosive mind games
going boom
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
109 reads
2 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 6:59pm
17th Apr 2024 6:59pm
Between Sacred and Profane
i did mean to make you spill
If you are hurt, then you'll heal
Epicurean is a devilish will
There is too much left to enjoy
Away from flesh, lust and pill
What doesn't kill you
Gives you good health
what doesn't hurt you
Drags you in more filth
Spare false words
To a stormy day
And sow today
you shall reap someday
Leave your complains
On your dusty shelf
And be a man for once
The a stoic wolf, dies
Don't pity on your self
...
If you are hurt, then you'll heal
Epicurean is a devilish will
There is too much left to enjoy
Away from flesh, lust and pill
What doesn't kill you
Gives you good health
what doesn't hurt you
Drags you in more filth
Spare false words
To a stormy day
And sow today
you shall reap someday
Leave your complains
On your dusty shelf
And be a man for once
The a stoic wolf, dies
Don't pity on your self
...
#depression
#illness
#SelfHarm
140 reads
0 Comments
Thedeadinme
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 4:00am
16th Apr 2024 4:00am
The Power of Three
We watched the sun rise and fall
Three times
We kept odd hours back then
Partly from the blow, but mostly from the fear of being sober
I always liked dusk best; for the coming dawn horrified me
With it came regret
With it came pain
With it came the longing for something more
But as the slow hours passed
With drinks and laughs and darker cravings
We were happy
Better broken
Or so she claimed
She was right
Untill dusk came at last
Three times
We kept odd hours back then
Partly from the blow, but mostly from the fear of being sober
I always liked dusk best; for the coming dawn horrified me
With it came regret
With it came pain
With it came the longing for something more
But as the slow hours passed
With drinks and laughs and darker cravings
We were happy
Better broken
Or so she claimed
She was right
Untill dusk came at last
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#MentalHealth
237 reads
3 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 1:07am
15th Apr 2024 1:07am
Lives of Poets
What makes me wonder
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
204 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 12:49pm
12th Apr 2024 12:49pm
Disdain for you my sweet
Wretched but beautiful
My eyes see you but I look away
Throw yourself into a den of lions
I'll bring the popcorn and goobers
Will they eat you or spit you out
Your flesh is bitter and diseased
To much negativity and malignancy
How can one walk around with such a tainted soul?
Bless yourself in my river of urine
That's what I think of you anyway
Take it, accept it
That's all your worth
Go home and drown yourself in your bottomless, endless self pity
Have a great weekend
My eyes see you but I look away
Throw yourself into a den of lions
I'll bring the popcorn and goobers
Will they eat you or spit you out
Your flesh is bitter and diseased
To much negativity and malignancy
How can one walk around with such a tainted soul?
Bless yourself in my river of urine
That's what I think of you anyway
Take it, accept it
That's all your worth
Go home and drown yourself in your bottomless, endless self pity
Have a great weekend
#hate
#SelfHarm
#fiction
#TruthOfLife
#manipulation
124 reads
13 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 5:04pm
10th Apr 2024 5:04pm
Not Subtle
no subtle reflections
more in your face hurricane
realising hell fire has form
honesty carries its own suffering
collective shadows bring waves of pain
so much confusion afrisesfrom darkness
addressing my worthiness to life
battles constantly fought hard
this invisible war never ending
counting against me social rules
understanding very little raises stress
buiding pressures that wont release
more in your face hurricane
realising hell fire has form
honesty carries its own suffering
collective shadows bring waves of pain
so much confusion afrisesfrom darkness
addressing my worthiness to life
battles constantly fought hard
this invisible war never ending
counting against me social rules
understanding very little raises stress
buiding pressures that wont release
#SelfHarm
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2024
113 reads
2 Comments
alliwantisnothing
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 3:57am
10th Apr 2024 3:57am
trying to write out my feelings instead of cutting
anguish is flowing in red rivers beneath my skin
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#PTSD
#StreamOfConsciousness
291 reads
2 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 3:27am
5th Apr 2024 3:27am
Killing Me Deliciously - Entre
Marriage on the thinnest of ice
Career like a ripe diaper,
long overdue for change.
Self control erodes,
not in million-year intervals,
the Grand Canyon way,
but in avalanchian
speed and proportion.
In what can I find solace; raison d'etre; endorphins…
whatever the kids call it these days?
Alcohol? Nah
Drugs? Take plenty
to stave off death's maw
Sex? Yeah, as if!
I seek comfort in gastronomy.
with a particularly
childlike, impetuous,
health-be-damned bliss.
Career like a ripe diaper,
long overdue for change.
Self control erodes,
not in million-year intervals,
the Grand Canyon way,
but in avalanchian
speed and proportion.
In what can I find solace; raison d'etre; endorphins…
whatever the kids call it these days?
Alcohol? Nah
Drugs? Take plenty
to stave off death's maw
Sex? Yeah, as if!
I seek comfort in gastronomy.
with a particularly
childlike, impetuous,
health-be-damned bliss.
#love
#hate
#SelfHarm
#food
#SelfReflection
119 reads
3 Comments
NaughtyByNature
Tiffany143
Tiffany143
Poem Published
10th Mar 2024 8:25pm
10th Mar 2024 8:25pm
Selfishness
The choice you made was selfish
and it broke your mother's heart
to think that her own daughter
had chose to just depart..
As she spoke about the moment
you called and said those words
she spoke of how she trembled
to even speak a words..
When paramedics rescued
the life your mother gave
I saw all of the terror
from the choice
that you had made..
So selfish was the action
to just give up and die
I am lost from all that's happened
the tears I cannot cry..
What I...
and it broke your mother's heart
to think that her own daughter
had chose to just depart..
As she spoke about the moment
you called and said those words
she spoke of how she trembled
to even speak a words..
When paramedics rescued
the life your mother gave
I saw all of the terror
from the choice
that you had made..
So selfish was the action
to just give up and die
I am lost from all that's happened
the tears I cannot cry..
What I...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#MentalHealth
226 reads
3 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
10th Mar 2024 2:09pm
10th Mar 2024 2:09pm
Behind Yinsel
just let go
all the pain in you
watch the blood
flow like a flood
the festive tints
over bloody footprints
circles of red
be careful where you tread
no more feeling
little actual healing
this invisible entity
has hit the limit of eternity
red alert
it's a dead cert
i think of death
with each breath
all the pain in you
watch the blood
flow like a flood
the festive tints
over bloody footprints
circles of red
be careful where you tread
no more feeling
little actual healing
this invisible entity
has hit the limit of eternity
red alert
it's a dead cert
i think of death
with each breath
#SelfHarm
#suicide
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
274 reads
6 Comments
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