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 Mar 2020 anna
Forgotten Dreams
Poetry has become my self harm,
I only write at my lows...
Instead of blood I see words,
Instead of a blade I have a keyboard...

I want to write about...
The wind dancing with the sea...
Or...
The way you smile and it lights up your innocent face...

I don't want poetry to be my self harm,
Because poetry is beautiful...
An art...
Not.
Just.
Blood.
And.
Scars.
Judge away... I'm trying to not care... No matter how much I do ...
 Mar 2020 anna
River Scott
Self harm
 Mar 2020 anna
River Scott
self harm takes many forms
from wrist lined in white
to burns on thighs

but i learned
it's much more than that
it's holding everything in
it's those negative thoughts i think
it's when I bite my inner lip
to remind myself that
any day,
i could decide i don't want to live

self harm is
so much more
than those white lines
or burn marks.

-r.y.s
I was never one to put a blade to my skin, so I found other ways instead.
 Mar 2020 anna
Ariel Leann
Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

My faith is running thin,
My world is turned upside down,
Always committing a sin,
The demons are forever bound

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

The constant thought of purging,
The teasing of a knife,
The thought is always urging,
To end this helpless life
Self-Harm

Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

The breaking of a single heart,
The pain whipping through my head,
Just when you think you’ll shatter apart,
The pain begins to numb instead

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

My soul is now hollow,
I can no longer feel pain,
Take another pill to swallow,
In order to stay sane

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

Living for tomorrow,
Yet stuck in the past,
Wallowing in my sorrow,
My life is fading fast

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed
 Mar 2020 anna
youcancallmesierra
demure isn't she
quiet as can be
maybe you can't see
but one day she'll shine so bright
it'll burn to even think of her
Love,

I'm pulling you closer.

You can't see me.

I'm pulling you in.

You can't feel me.

I'm pulling you.

Into the darkness.

The mirror that consumes me.

You will soon feel it.

The feeling of loneliness.

The feeling of being trapped.

As I roam free.


~Monster
 Mar 2020 anna
John Bartholomew
The biggest problem we ever have in life is other people.

Believe me.

It's that simple.

JJB
 Mar 2020 anna
Ismail Nasution
Those raining tears
Wouldn't wear off the beauty
Inside your soul
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