Unnoticed Self Harm Poem, by Anna Colette, at My poetic side

I pick my nails and the skin around them until blood covers it

I chew on the inside of my mouth until it makes a gap

I run my fingers through my hair and pull slightly

I bang my body into an object,

All as hidden means of unnoticed self harm.

At first,

I thought it was nothing

But now I understand.

My parents would notice if I overdosed

Or if I cut

Or committed any physical changing self harm acts;

So, I went to the unnoticed.

I make blood flow and blame it on being nervous or banging into something accidentally

And at this point,

Nobody asks me about any of it anymore

But the reality crashes down on me,

I am still finding ways to harm myself without anyone knowing.

Comments +

Paul Bell January 19th, 2022 15:38
And I suppose, like self harm, at some point you want someone to notice before it's too late. Powerful poem with a powerful message.
Ajax (he/xe) January 19th, 2022 15:43
amazing poem, I find it quite relatable. i'm excited to read more poems from you1
Noah Malice January 19th, 2022 16:56
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