Poems About Self Harm Published by Members Recently Online
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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
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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
192 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
13
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
Indolent
Waking up when the sun grows weary
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
#depression
#dark
#death
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
678 reads
0 Comments
13
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
Indolent
Waking up when the sun grows weary
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
#depression
#dark
#death
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
678 reads
0 Comments
13
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
Indolent
Waking up when the sun grows weary
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
#depression
#dark
#death
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
678 reads
0 Comments
13
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
Indolent
Waking up when the sun grows weary
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
#depression
#dark
#death
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
678 reads
0 Comments
13
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
2nd Oct 2017 8:20pm
Indolent
Waking up when the sun grows weary
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
Rays, wide and scanty, thin and lanky.
Screaming death, the day slips away
Unable to retort, my breakfast doth decay.
Example number 1, not so convincing.
Could happen to anyone, could be anything.
The legs laze to move, stretching slow and shaky
The vigourless mind grinds to a halt, indecisive and flaky.
Muscle fibers well oiled, physical strength inbred.
Can’t lift my lethargic ass, to take a piss, off this bed.
She… They… It… all lie in wait.
That… Those… This… can forgive my mental...
#depression
#dark
#death
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
678 reads
0 Comments
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