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Self Mutilation Poems - Poems about Self Mutilation


Premium Member Van Gogh on that starry starry night
When Vincent stumbled home that night through a drizzle of rain ~ what was going on inside that teeming, torturous brain? Did he blaspheme heaven with every profanity and curse? Or did he gaze in awe at the stars of his exploding universe, and try to make of their blue and yellow light a poultice for his pain?...

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Categories: self mutilation, art, beauty, color, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Self Mutilation
Sadness over taking me Bubbling pit of overwhelming grief I am tired of living in these yesterday’s Drowning in all this pain The “Why am I here and they are gone?”When I was the one told “you won’t be here for long.” The disaster of it plays over in my head. Guilt ridden soul...

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Categories: self mutilation, dark, sad, suicide, surreal,
Form: Prose Poetry



Self Mutilation
literary food for thought. Self Mutilation: (ah bet thar iz an app for that!) within unlit partial "FAKE abattoir" sans wardrobe alcove where dust bunnies didst allures completing a simple task among my never ending (Matthew's) list of domestic chores this undertaking engaged thankfully while...

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Categories: self mutilation, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
We'Ll Call This Relationship Self Mutilation
Were so bi-polar it makes it hard to co-exist the way it feels when we kiss, your hard to resist until you get pissed and decide to raise your fist but i dont flinch, im too used to this **** ill say "go ahead hit me again, gimme a reason to swim in a sea full of vicodin all i need is...

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Categories: self mutilation, recovery from..., romance, me,
Form: Blank verse
Self Mutilation
I'm gonna draw a picture A picture with a twist I'll draw it with a razor blade I'll draw it on my wrist As I draw this picture A fountain will appear And as that fountain flows My troubles disappear...

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Categories: self mutilation, death, devotion, loss,
Form: Free verse



Self Mutilation
The dagger of your words cut across my skin Like a knife. Swift as an eagle The pain sears through my body… I lust for it A cooling sensation engulfs me Wrapping me in temporary bliss. The scars afterward or not a hindrance, Simply decoration. Tears fall Slowly I drift down from my cloud Of wonderful pain. Now I feel nothing But numbness And utterly alone. Still I hear your...

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Categories: self mutilation, angst, confusion, life, sorry,
Form: I do not know?

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