Far over fields you roam,
nobody for miles, but you aren't alone,
still the voices persist inside,
you hoped you could, but failed to hide,
you've left all life behind,
for just a short time to clear your mind,
but it's not a success,
unable to release the pent up stress,
negativity flowing through,
wondering what's left that you can do,
to ease this surging pain within,
in a way that won't cut or rip your skin,
that will leave you unmarked and un scared,
still mentally astranged but physically unharmed,
but you've given up on life itself,
you've finally lost it, your mental health
YOU ARE READING
Self harm poems
PoetryJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
