#selfharm poems on Hello Poetry

Izan Almira Jun 21

Anger

He was ten.
“What is suicide?” he would have said.
But when anger rose he hit himself,
knowing that it should be taken out—
weeded out—
but fearing to slash out.
He was a calm kid because he feared rage.
When he stopped hurting his body,
his words became unkept,
his tears hot with red,
his fists clenched.
He got into fights.
Then he stopped anger all over again,
yet his arms became marked with bites once again.

jajan't

#anger #rage #sh #selfharm #growingup

Kaiden Jun 21

pain

"you'll learn through pain" they said,
and so i did.
after years of them inflicting it on me,
i took the matter into my own hands.

i got addicted to something i hated so much,
the metallic taste,
the blades,
the touch.

the silver lines
all over my body,
the scars that'll stay there forever,
the sting after i clean the cuts,
(it feels like someone is taking care of me)

and the reason.
the reason i write this,
the reason i look for in my words,
yet can't seem to find

kinda feels like love, honestly

my writing is getting so much worse thoooo i wanna write at least one good thing before i die

#selfharm #depression #suicide

eliana Jun 17

Wrist Cutter

I slit my wrist to erase the pain.
you look at me and think I'm insane.
My eyes turn red, bleeding my tears,
and still you try to protect me from my worst fears.
Look at my scars, then you will see
why I can't seem to go around and fake happy,
yet you tell me you love me, that you'll forget,
for I'll soon be gone, and I'll be your greatest regret.
So let me die, broken and scarred,
I can't deal with life, it's getting far too hard.
Everything's gone wrong; it's not worth trying,
so leave me alone because I feel like I'm dying.
I don't want you to worry,
because my life is ending in a hurry.
I'll be fine and happy, you see,
for death is what I wished for and soon it will be.

ive been having the urge to relapse but i havent so im glad!

#selfharm #scars #life #sad #awareness

ASLRC Jun 14

Music box Ballerina

On my nightstand, there is a beautiful music box Ballerina
She is stunning, passionate and young, her name is Catherina

Catherina used to dance in circles without ceasing
to the same note, her only purpose was people-pleasing

Whenever someone would open the box and wind it up on repeat
she continued dancing, on demand, ignoring the pain in her feet

Nobody cared how she felt, as long as she kept turning
like a clock, that never stops, she felt her passion burning

The older she turned, the more pain she had to go through
she couldn’t escape ‘cs she was tied to a strong *****

the music started to sound uncanny
she wished she didn’t have to see

So she made her tears red, voluntarily
to escape into her own imaginary

#mentalhealth #sad #depression #selfharm #fairytale #ballerine #music #pain #dance

Kai Jun 13

My life Tw sui and sh

My life
Practically meaningless
Im useless
People would like me better if I were dead
People wouldn't care
Who would
They wouldn't
It'll be fine
1 slit
2 slit
3 maybe 4
Watching the blood drip down
Down my thigh
Down my arm
On my hand
Dripping
Down
Painful when touched
Its fine
Painful in the shower
Oh well
Painful with clothes on
Im fine
It doesn't matter
No one will notice
No one has to know
The blood dripping
Blood dripping
Dripping
Down
Over and over
No one cares
Where is it?
Where is the blade
No
Don't touch it
Its fine.
Everything will be fine
Just a little pain
Let me just....
Cut...
One more...
Just one more....
Just one more time....
Please..
It helps the pain..

#suicide #sui #sh #depression #selfharm #mentalhealth

Ari Jun 12

it hurts, doesn't it?

it hurts me to think how hurt the world is now
everyone faces so much challenges, just from dealing with others
it hurts to think that everyone has felt insecure, like crap and **** too
it hurts to know that while i feel bad about myself and jealous of someone else, they might not feel like enough too
it hurts to know people hurt themselves on purpose to deal with the pain others put them through, the pain they put their own selves through sometimes,
it hurts to know it's normal,
it's normal for everyone of us to be hurting so much
yet still go on, live. there is beauty in that, knowing we are surviving.
we are broken but we are healing, slowly.

#selfharm #hurt #insecurity

Everly Rush Jun 12

she gave me a chopping board

she handed me a chopping board
wrapped in cheap red paper,
with a card tucked neatly inside:
“since you like to slice yourself,
why not make it useful?”

merry christmas.

i stared at it
wooden, plain,
cleaner than i’ve ever felt.
everyone else
pretended to laugh.
or worse
pretended nothing happened.

no one stopped her.
no one looked at me.
i was thirteen
and bleeding invisibly.

she jokes like i’m not alive,
like my pain is some inside gag
she shares with herself
while i sit there,
swallowing the sound of my own heartbeat
because it’s the only thing i know
that hasn’t turned against me.

i started hurting myself
when she moved in.
not for drama.
not for show.
but because the ache in my chest
had nowhere else to go.

my skin became
a secret diary
she somehow still read.

they won’t let me get help.
say i’m too young,
too fragile,
too… dramatic.

but i’m old enough
to wake up alone in a dorm bed,
wanting to disappear
before the day even begins.

i pay for my own classes
because she says i’m too stupid
to waste money on.
i win races
because running is the only time
i feel like i’m moving away from her
fast enough.

sometimes i run
until my lungs burn.
until my legs forget
they belong to a girl
who flinches at kindness
because it feels like a setup.

i don’t want revenge.
i don’t want her to hurt.

i just want a birthday
without fear.
a christmas
without cruelty.
a life
where love doesn’t come with teeth.

and maybe
just maybe
a version of myself
who can look in the mirror
and see more
than what she tried to carve out of me.

18:11pm / this poem took all day to write

#invisible #silenced #runner #alone #broken #selfharm #depression #stepmother #abuse #pain

Nobody Jun 11

promise

god, i'm so sorry
last time was really close
i'm doing better now
i promise

just don't look under my sleeve
and it'll all be okay

#sh #selfharm #relapse #lie