Mental self-harmSelf-harm isn't always about harming yourself physically.
Very often it's also about mental harm, in some cases all about mental harm.
I for one have never ever cut myself, even though I've played with the thought.
But for many years I've harmed myself with my own mind.
Digging deep mental holes in which I tried to bury myself when I couldn't handle all the chaos going on.
A lot of times I've harmed myself by forcing myself to not make myself heard when what I really needed was someone to speak to.
Ignored friends when they tried to reach out and help me. And then coming back and begged for help just to repeat the same damn mistake over and over again.
I don't do shit like that very often anymore. But sometimes I just can't do any better than close every possible way into my heart and mind, and just shut everyone out. Even close friends that I care about. They who care about me.
In the long run, and most of the time in the short run too, it's nothing else but self destructive. Obviousl
So What Do I Do?If only I could read your mindSo What Do I Do?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only I could interpret you emotions
Understand what you're going through
See through your eyes
Hear through your ears
Feel through your heart
If only I knew how to help you
But I can't
And I don't
And it's killing me
So what do I do?
from your mirror.. with loveStand at mefrom your mirror.. with love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Glare at me
Your hair at me.
your eyes like
daggers and spears.
I'm not cruel
BullyShh.Bully3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Demons in the shadows
They'll find a way
To get you.
Beatings, swallowing you.
Scars, defining you.
You know you're weak.
You can't fight a bully
When the bully's inside of you.
I Used To BeI used to be so optimisticI Used To Be3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I used to pray and hope and love
But I closed my eyes and lost it
And now I live in lands of frost
Growing up killed all my dreams
It made me see the World
I used to laugh and love and breathe
But now I'm caught in life so cold
I used to be so sure of living
I used to smile to myself
Unaware of the World I lived in
And unaware of strength of wealth
I'll never be what I did dream
I'll never see the world I wanted
I can't afford to still believe
In dreams that only ended haunted
Invisible GirlMaybe this was meant to be?Invisible Girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her never ending misery.
This was what fate had planned,
Spent moments gone in a flash.
So now she would be that invisible girl
No one cares to know her world.
Lost in their own thoughts and dramas
Not a moment spent for her.
Never again will she trust
Not a soul deserves to know
Who she is and who she wants to be
Are only for her to know.
I Am One Of Jehovah's WitnessesI am a thirteen year old girl.I Am One Of Jehovah's Witnesses3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a poet.
I am beautiful in my own way.
I am powerful.
I am unique.
I am special.
I am not crazy.
I am not worthless.
I am not brainwashed.
I am a human being.
I make mistakes. And I admit that.
I cause trouble, sometimes a lot of trouble.
I have a disorder that affects me day to day.
I don't think I'm perfect. In fact, I know I'm not.
I tolerate the ignorance.
I tolerate the pain.
I tolerate the hatred.
I tolerate the disgusted looks.
I accept the fact that I am different.
But can't you accept the fact that we're exactly the same?
I'm Fine"Are you okay?"I'm Fine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No. I'm dying. I have to push myself to wake up in the morning, and when I finally do, I want to go back to sleep. Even my best dreams are becoming nightmares. I can't taste food, I can't stand the things I used to love. I'm breaking. I'm fading. I'm dying.
I FellI fell down into a hole of despair,I Fell3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and felt a pain that no one can bear.
Lost in the dark and stuck without a way,
I feel less pain the longer I stay.
My feelings and emotions are slowly numbing,
my hopes and my dreams are already crumbling.
I fell down and now I can't get back up,
now all I can see is a half empty cup.
Lost my strength and lost my will,
all I can do now is just stay still.
I look up to see the bright eyes,
staring at me while my soul slowly dies.
One step and another yet I still can't see the light,
another step, and I fall back into the night.
Here is a darkness I cannot stand,
my hope is holding on by the last strand.
Someone save me before I completely lose my way,
please don't leave me here for another day...
Stereotypes~ A poemJust because I'm Blonde,Stereotypes~ A poem1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Doesn't mean I'm dumb,
Just because I'm angry,
Doesn't mean I believe in Islam
Just because I'm Christian,
Doesn't mean I will preach,
Just because I'm Asian,
Doesn't mean I will teach
Just because I'm Jewish,
Doesn't mean that I'm greedy,
Just because I'm *black,
Doesn't mean I am needy
Just because I'm human,
Doesn't make me bad,
Just because your different,
Doesn't make me sad
*I am so terribly sorry for using that word! I know it can be offensive, and I promise that I wasn't trying to be offensive with it! I really wanted to put African-American, but unfortunately I felt that would too long! I'm so sorry!
Author's Note: I'm sorry for anybody who gets offended by this poem! I really don't want to offend anybody! So I'm really sorry if anybody does get offended.
Two Sides to Every StoryCan't believe you're not here. | Can't you see I'm still here?Two Sides to Every Story2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought you were my fear. | Being silent is my fear.
Now I just want you back. | I'll always have your back.
I have to keep this on track. | I will keep it on track.
I'm sorry that I hurt you. | I'm sorry that I hurt you.
I'm not sure what to do. | I wonder what you'll do.
A slight buzz is what I feel. | My thoughts you barely feel.
I wonder if you're real. | I promise that I'm real.
I'll never forget the pain. | I'm sorry for all the pain.
You drove me so insane. | You're not really insane.
What if it happens again? | It will never happen again.
How can I call you my friend? | You are my closest friend.
I just want to be happy. | I want you to be happy.
Can I still be me? | Can you accept me?
never thought I'd be like thisI never thoughtnever thought I'd be like this3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd be like this,
with broekn smiles
and scarred up wrists.
No, I never thought
I'd be like this
back when my world
was filled with joy.
I would cry so much,
and have to remember
faded out scars.
I never thought
I would feel alone
when I was a little girl.
Back when days were simple
and cooties still existed.
When I'd smile and play,
and had such big dreams.
of reaching for the sky,
of singing on stage,
and becoming president.
but it never crossed my mind
that I'd feel pain,
and cry so much
and that my pleas would go unheard
I thought the world
was a happy place,
for me as a little girl,
and I never thought
I'd be this way.
all torn apart,
and hoping to be fixed.
never thought the
pain would last
I thought there'd atleast be someone there,
someone who loved me
and cared for me.
but never as a little girl.
had I thought
those dreams would be
and I'd be here
left in pain.
no I never thought
as a little girl
that i'd end up
the way I am...
We AreThe mirror reflection reveals a girl too fatWe Are2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
And no amount of starving or purging can change that
Yet tonight no effort to be "pretty" will happen
Because tonight she sees "beautiful" in that reflection
Across the room is a boy who never speaks
The crazy one who hangs out with freaks
Tonight, however, he'll be one of us
We'll all be psychos so he can be off focus
In the bathroom is the girl with the reputation
Judged and ridiculed, she lives in isolation
Take her hand instead of walking by
Tell her tonight it's ok to cry
To the boy who drinks in silence every night
Drowning away the pain so reality doesn't bite
Throw away that bottle, pull him to his feet
We'll claim victorious over those memories instead of defeat
For the ones standing on the corner, passing it around
The high captivating their lungs and blood bound
Throw away the needles, cigs, and powder
Let's live one last night being sober
This is for the kid covered in bruises and mutilated skin
Those scars of theirs weaves a lay