Are you mad, are you insane?
no I lie, I'm just in pain,
where they asked, what happened and how,
they don't seem to know it's right here and now,
before there eyes I'm breaking apart,
a broken shell, an empty heart,
A body devoid of the feelings it had,
driven insane and terribly sad,
no cause or trigger, reason or rhyme,
just washing over at random times, all consuming in its brutal attack,
I've given up in fighting back,
and let the due corse scrape itself out,
I deserve it, it's ok, without a doubt, the shredded skin stinging like hell, it's pretty bad, but I did pretty well,
for these will scar and leave a mark,
etched into skin, fading from dark,
as it heals it goes and dosent come back,
you left it too long, you got too slack,
you let your guard drop and became lazy,
tonight they'll be so much pain you'll go hazy,
as you squirm and writhe in the burning sensation,
giving in to this twisted temptation,
scraping until your weak at the knees,
till finally you can no longer breathe,
and leave behind the feelings so crappy,
and pass into somewhere you truly are happy
YOU ARE READING
Self harm poems
PoesiaJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
