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Selfharm Poems - Poems about Selfharm

Selfharm Poems - Examples of all types of poems about selfharm to share and read. This list of new poems is composed of the works of modern poets of PoetrySoup. Read short, long, best, and famous examples for selfharm.

The Voice In My Head
A ringing in my ears it is all that I can hear I see the sharpener looking at me It beckons to follow for it is just like me "Come here" it says but I will...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, 11th grade, america, angst,
Form: Rhyme
Trapped
Are the feelings meant to subside now you have gone? What if I still lay petrified in my bed? Is it supposed to get easier as time goes on? Cos I still carve your initials in lines of...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, abuse, body, child abuse,
Form: Rhyme



Sweet Sorrow
It was one of those nights, Nights where I look at my blood stained blades And observe the art of life that I've sculpted on my body. As i look into the mirror I think of how beautiful...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, depression, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
The Art of Being Blind
She never got spoon-fed and started licking off the knives But knives cut her tongue Her home is in the white spaces but not the words You claim to know the flower, but do you know its pollen...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, 11th grade, abuse, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Pain
Slit, slit slit, easy flick of the wrist, Seep down deep where metal and skin meet In my dreams it's never what it seems "Get over it, quit throwing a fit", they say confused never knowing what it's like to be used Pick,...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, 12th grade, pain,
Form: Rhyme



Proof
i like seeing the blood When i cut my leg, i like to see the Red flowing out of me. It proves that i am real That i am alive That i am here. That's why i like to cut It's not just...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, addiction, anxiety, dark, depression,
Form: Free verse
Pools of Paint
It wraps around me like a blanket The only difference is it makes me colder Correction, it's the cold one I grab my canvas and paintbrushes I slowly start to make strokes onto the canvas One stroke Two strokes Five strokes Ten strokes Twenty...Read the rest...
Categories: selfharm, depression,
Form: Narrative

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