#cutting poems on Hello Poetry

Empire Feb 2020

Congrats.
You’ve done it.
You know that scar isn’t going to heal.
You went too deep.
You lost control.
You’ll have to live with that.
You now bear the insignia
Of the anguished.

The wound has healed but the scars remain.... I knew this time I’d gone too far.
I don’t even want to try and count how many now are permanent....

#selfharm #cutting #scar #scars #depression #pain #anguish #mentalillness

Empire Feb 2020

The Last Time

tw suicidal fantasy

This is the last time
The knife will never again leave its drawer
Not after tonight
Not by my hand

I’ll take it out
Unsheathe the tool of my end
I just... I just wanna...
Hold it against my skin

There will be no restraint
Not this time
I’ll dig it in as deep as I can bear
Tear a horrible **** in my arm

I wanna feel the agony
Watch myself bleed out
Until it gets foggy
Until the room starts to sway

Then, I can lay myself down
One last time.

Ugh... my heart aches for an end...

dw I’ve contacted suicide prevention

#suicide #suicidal #fantasy #ideation #depression #mentalillness #sick #selfharm #cutting

imehsahdehahs Feb 2020

3:03

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I cut my wrist tonight

#suicide #depression #college #cutting

Empire Feb 2020

Scarred

There are places
On this body
Clean and untouched
But there are also places
So littered with scars
You’ll never be able to count them
Never distinguish one from another
The rough skin like armor on my wrist
Broken, torn, shredded
I suppose it’s healing though
Maybe eventually I will too

#selfharm #cutting #cuts #healing #depression #scars #scarred #body

Empire Feb 2020

Premonition

tw self harm

With alcohol on her breath
In her veins
In her mind
She opens the drawer
She pulls out the knife
It’s familiar
The weight
The cold steel
The corners of her mouth turning up
A sick, desperate grin
The room spins as she shifts
To better reach her wrist
“I’m not okay”
Echoes over and over in her head
Deafening noise
If the alcohol won’t drown it out
The blood will.

A sort of fantasy I’d like to hope will not occur, but I’m nearly certain will.

#depression #selfharm #cutting #alcohol

Empire Feb 2020

Do you?

tw self harm

Do you care about me?
What if I hold the blade to my wrist?
What if I tug it across?
What if I bleed out?
What if I’m dying?
Do you even care??

No. Well, maybe you would
But you’re so caught up in yourself
Keeping busy so you can ignore me
Pretend I’m not a problem
Pretend you shouldn’t worry about me
Ignore all the signs
Because you don’t really care
None of you do
And I keep making new scars
Because as long as you all continue
Hating and ignoring me
I’ll never have to show anyone
The lines I’ve drawn in blood

#depression #care #lonely #alone #selfharm #cutting #suicidal

Kole J McNeil Feb 2020

Drawing

Like a pencil to paper
The blade to my skin draws lines
I release my pain and thoughts with every cut

This is my life I'm sorry if I disappoint

I know its short but it reflects my life in a few short lines.

#cutting #depression

Empire Feb 2020

I know.

I know.
I know that it won’t matter.
That no matter how much
Of my blood spills
How much of it I wipe away
No matter how much it hurts
Or how many scars I create
It won’t make me want to be alive.

Take the blade away from me
I am a freak
I am afraid that
All the blood escaping me
Won’t end the pain
-Badflower, “Ghost”

#depression #selfharm #cutting #suicide #suicidal

Empire Jan 2020

Aid

I have no one to heal my wounds
There’s this aching in me to be seen
I want you to see the blood
Please, look at me
Look at my wrist!!
I’m in pain!
I’m injured!
And I just... just need someone
To dress my wounds

...

But I know there will be no one
And if I’m to heal
It will be alone
For no one is coming
To stand by my side
No one is coming
To my aid

#wounds #blood #selfharm #cutting #alone #lonely #sad #depression #empty

Empire Jan 2020

Blood Stripes

tw self harm

I really thought maybe I could hold out
But I wanted it so ******* bad
I wanted it to look gross
I wanted strips of red covering my wrist
Wanted thick, garnet droplets
Stinging all over my forearm

I wanted to do damage
To see damage
To look hurt
To feel pain
I needed it
Needed the blood

So I drew it myself
And it ******* hurts
But finally I feel relief

#selfharm #cutting #blood #pain #depression