Self Abuse Poems - Poems about Self Abuse

Sphinx this ugly, amorphous monster is stalking me again loathsome, foul blackened heart half-eaten by vicious, resentful loathing it feeds on me, tears me, rips into my viscera, fanged words perverse and savage scalding my insides, scouring me – not clean, but raw and used, the filthy residue left by its path clinging to my insides, making me cough, choke trying to vomit out this clot I am haunted...

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Eating Badly with diabetes is a Suicide Mission. I know, because Artur Anczarski, says so. He is the Prophet, he is the Saint, And nothing he says, is ever quaint (it simply ain’t) As for exercise and diet, ‘you don’t do either!’ (which is not – anymore – entirely true, but it WAS, once) Explode my mind with FRAGILE DELICACY, why don’t...

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"Self Abuse" Imagining how my own hand would taste I want to punch my own face, is that such a disgrace? I bet no one would ever know It is I that throws the blows Could I knock myself out? Or should i just hit my own mouth? Maybe Ill black my left eye Ill use the right one to...

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I am standing for the woman that is too weak to stand, A string of abuse she has suffered all her life long. She believes she is on her own no one to support her So I will be her strength and support, her verbal backbone. Let me then tell you Mr. Abuser, I will not stand aside, While...

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Verse 1: I truly want you to hear me you're busy with cement's precast I stay in limbo twisting in the pre in intransit mixers turning fast Must it all be preparation? Coach when can I play in the game? waiting kills dream's consecration and Im losing interest in the aim Chorus: So self abuse increases again cant get passed the pain of the rush no whys...

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There's a hole in my heart from all the pain So much infliction, Im confused as to who to blame All my life I've opened myself up to receive your love Once I got it swore it was from Heaven above Wiped our past clean and off we went But why the pain, was it really meant? The cycle begins the...

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