Self Destruction Poems - Poems about Self Destruction

Body rejects itself, Bone-dry and like a furnace, It burns alive, kill It is sand, dead Dig two graves, Refuse to rot, This isn’t revenge. Hate the body, It’s nothing but problematic. One ear open, Stay somewhat conscious. Maggots crawl in the body, tearing under the skin, Refuse to rot, feel it inside-out. Fling a rope, It will not reach, YOUR BODY isn’t strong enough....

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The dark side’s very nature is self-destruction, Bringing pain to all, a dangerous seduction. It spreads its madness, twisting mind and soul, Yet it’s addictive, taking its toll. The longer one lingers in its dark embrace, The harder it is to leave that place. Though they know it brings them pain, They too must share in some of the blame. But why do...

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I could fill a bottle with air, sunken by liquid depression. A matter so densely populated. by false hope and worthless thoughts. I cower to my need to feel this way, for this was the path I chose. and...

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Running out of time to act, flashes in the mind. Running out of everything, too late to hit rewind. Wake and take a hammer to it, crush it to the bone. Pulverize what’s left of it, make sure all life is gone. Disregard the letters in the alphabet arranged, set to spell the answers out cuz no one wants the plain. Go on, drink the poison down. Taste...

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After a life of self destruction My soul's under construction Can't undo the things from the past I have lived so fast Didn't care Didn't dare Till life became to much Fell out of touch Lost my way Living just for the day Time got away Trying to slow down Get rid of this frown Learn to live again Don't live in back when Step past the pain Beyond the...

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life’s precious fabric unravelling strand by strand Earth weeps...

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Wishes hang, like icicles Clinging to the steely gray Branches where silence breathes Promises, echoing through The winds, hastening hope and Anticipation, resting on the Colors of joy, peace and grace Blended together with faith Crisp words form to create Images and imagery, picture Perfect intimacy, inspirations Flowing from the pen, Unearthing secrets and whimsical Dreams, ideas that burn Passionate and alive, a fire On the inside where...

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It was a world of two ideologies Both wanting to hold sway Neither of which were prepared To give anything away Now it’s a world of two Empires Neither of which are ready to stop But the strange thing is the same Type of people are still at the top The world is still full of poverty Disease, famine and despair But the...

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I walk a rope that shakes by my hand, the end of which is strung to desire. I never am to make it to the end, for I'll throw myself off life's high wire....

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I am the queen of self destruction. Ritualistic Razor sharp scrutiny of my reflection - constantly spewing hate at my mid-section, whilst effortlessly faking the pursuit of perfection. A crumbled up heart beckons restitution in the midst of train-wrecked relationships, ruinous friendships, and crumbled up to do lists, in white-knuckled fists. The essence of happiness remains a mere mirage for one who...

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Bound to a fiery chair Burned by my despair Scorched by my mistakes' glare Reality torched me to my last hair The world melted me with care My haughty hands throw me down the hatch And my pride lit the match...

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Nature abhors a vacuum, Loathes right angles, But reveres the Corona. For Nature so loved the corona It dirked the form Atop the penile shaft Rendering the shape Like a helmeted soldier Leading the charge. Nature bequeathed the Corona Unto our only unbegotten sun Whirling its solar winds, Morphing the heavens into A frenzied hell. Nature then knitted corona’s strands Into tightly wound unseen...

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I wish I could shut you up Then all my troubles would go I wish I could escape for a while And relax without this constant row I was born with you pestering me I grew up with your doubts and negativity You stopped me achieving more You said just enough to make me stop And fed my disbelief and fear You hinted at...

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I ate myself the other day Unhinged my jaw and chomped away No crumb was left after I dined No limbs, or head, or crooked spine Each bite I took was bittersweet Laced with love and shamed defeat I didn't even say goodbye To all I loved and held so high My tummy rumbled, so then I ate What was left...

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couple on a motor cycle with a death wish drum drops still pond early morning coolness broken pull that poison, pull it deeply deeply, deeply pull it deeply keep that breath, like memory bitter sweetly taste that lungs can know a good will, strong, and a one hundred these are made alone for breaking benjamin Wishing, Well behind our time, our pennies are made for throwing...

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