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Cutting | Self Harm Poem | Self Harm Poetry

Updated on June 29, 2012
Living double lives...One remains incomprensive to oneself.
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"I love you!” I beam at myself.

My silver reflection sculpted in glass;

The mirror shines at me.


I turn away eyes closed

Before I can see the scars

Etched deeply inside my wrist.


In the darkness,

A blade at work;

Red gullies carving

Themselves inside my wrist

Beautiful symmetric lines

Warm blood pouring out;

A soft slumber calls to me;


I sink into your dreams.


© Copyright Protected Rehana Stormme


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      mydubaistay 5 years ago from Dubai

      God does not burden a soul with more than it can bear. That is so true and this quality makes us superior to animals but sometimes we totally forget that.

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      Rehana Stormme 5 years ago

      @ Mydubaistay - Thanks for reading and commenting!

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      mandypoole 5 years ago from UK

      Very thought provoking poem and I like the last line "I sink into your dreams".Well done, great poem.

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      calvincho 5 years ago from George Town

      well written!

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      thoughts220 5 years ago from India

      I have always wondered the question myself. I never went to the point of actually sliding a blade through my wrist, but just to get the gist of the whole experience, I went through a phase of punching the walls when I was badly frustrated. And the pain was immense and surprisingly, it aggravated me more. So, I'm back to where I started.

      Reading your poem creates a picture in my mind where the person on the outside, that is the refelection, is happy and smiling, for all the world to see. But on the inside, it hides numerous scars of sorrow and pain. Beautiful and immensely sad.

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      somethgblue 5 years ago from Shelbyville, Tennessee

      There are enough negative people in the world that try to bring me down, so just in the last few years I've learned to always try to see the positive in folks.

      It helps me from having negative thoughts about my self as I am always my worst critic.

      I took a picture of a rose that I'd like to share with you but am unable to formulate a way for you to see it . . . hmmm, I will ponder this!

      I like your poems and your style, thanks for sharing!

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      Rajan Singh Jolly 5 years ago from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar,INDIA.

      Nice thoughts,expressed so well.

      Thanks for sharing.

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      Ali-Mostofizadeh 5 years ago

      Congratulations Rahana! It's so beautiful and deep meaning. especially the relation between cutting and last sentence "I sink into your dreams".

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      Lisa Williams 5 years ago

      This is very beautiful and sad. I voted up.

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      =) 4 years ago

      This is absolutely beautiful. Thanks so much for sharing.

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      luna 4 years ago

      nice:) such a good poem

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      kimberly 4 years ago

      i love thys site i have been a cutter for 17 years

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      Sky Dawn 4 years ago

      To those who cut: God is always there for us. But I can understand this, as I cut as a teenager. It's a very hard time in one's life, and when there is no one there that you can talk to, its a means of release. I was raised with God, but as a teenager He was sat on the back burner, I may have talked to Him, but it was not very often and only when I would get so mad at life. Most of the time people do this is because their parents aren't there for them emotionally, and sadly for some physically or mentally. You don't turn to God when your parents cannot even be there for you. I wrote poetry as a teen, and it was a better release(less painful than cutting). If you don't have anyone to talk to, put it in writing or self expression in another form, it can be a great mental re-leaf of bent up emotions and anxiety.....and unless you've been one of these kids, please don't judge, you can't find God if you were not shown!

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      Michael Silver 3 years ago

      Thank you for sharing your poetry and thoughts!

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      Mrs.Freaks 3 years ago

      i am 13 and i started cutting bc my parents don't believe me when i start cutting i don't stop until i see blood but i feel lots of pain wich make me wanna cut more i am starting to love that feeling. by the way check these awesome songs PAIN and ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME by THREE DAYS GRACE

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      Whas up with you phsycho wires and pant frames 3 years ago

      What idiot said funny

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      Spellbound 2 years ago

      Thankyou for the poem and for your views they are helpful.

      Have a wonderful day

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      cerys 2 years ago

      There are so many people out there who suffer in silence who battles on their own because no one understands them or what they are going though or even how they feel

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      Sidney 2 years ago

      Thx that really helped I've had allot of depression lately it really incouragesd me to stop thx

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