Self-Injury: A Struggle

By Category: Self-Destruction

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Oh my good old friend
I see you chanced your arm again
you cut you arm again.

-Radio America, The Libertines

Recommended by Ronan.

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Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again.

-Breaking the Habit, Linkin Park

Recommended by Sango.

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Smile to yourself and fade, shooting star with a razorblade.

-Not Inside My Head, Liveonrelease

Recommended by Shay.

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Somebody kill me
Kill me pills
No one cares my friends
My friend
I'm miss worlds
Watch me break
And watch me burn
No one is listening
My friends
Now I've made my bed I'll lie in it.

-Miss World, Courtney Love

Recommended by Kalia.

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Kate and Kristin and kit kat.
All things I like looking at.
Too weak to fuss, too weak to die.
Choice is skeletal in everybody's life.

I choose, my choice, I starve to frenzy.

Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires.
Legs bend, stockinged I am twiggy.
And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me.

Self- worth scatters, self esteem's a bore.
I long since moved to a higher plateau.
This discipline's so rare so please applaud.
Just look at the fat scum who pamper me.

Yeh 4st 7, an epilogue of youth.
Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse.
I've finally come to understand life.
Through staring blankly at my navel.

-4st. 7lbs., Manic Street Preachers

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And all the drugs in the world
Can't save us from ourselves.

-There by the Grace of God, Manic Street Preachers

Recommended by James.

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A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself.

-Coma White, Marilyn Manson

Recommended by Len.

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I throw a little fit, I slit my teenage wrists
The most I can learn is in records that you burn.

-Get Your Gun, Marilyn Manson

Recommended by Denise.

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They'll just cut our wrists like
Cheap coupons and say that death
Was on sale today.

-The Fight Song, Marilyn Manson

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The only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain.

-Karl Marx

Recommended by Bri.

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... Delia's arms were inscribed with a grid of self- inflicted wounds, an intricate text of self-loathing...

-Brightness Falls, Jay McInerney

Recommended by Haico.

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'This' pain I can see it but I can't feel it
It haunts me
When I cut myself I can see where the pain
is coming from and watch it heal
And I can easily care for it
'This' pain doesn't have a specific place
It moves around and creeps into strange places.

-Melanie - as seen in Marilee Strong's 'A Bright Red Scream: Self-Mutilation and the Language of Pain'

Recommended by Lucky.

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The marks inside your arms, spell me
Spell only me.

-Prince Charming, Metallica

Recommended by Jared.

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And despite what I might say
I measure pleasure by the pain
Measure pleasure by the twisting
Of the metal in the vein.

-Resurrection, Moist

Recommended by Shay.

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this night, walk the dead
in a solitary style
and crash the cemetery gates.
in the dress your husband hates
way down, mark the grave
where the search lights find us
drinking by the mausoleum door
and they found you on the bathroom floor

i miss you, i miss you so far
and the collision of your kiss that made it so hard

back home, off the run
singing songs that make you slit your wrists
it isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun
so i won't stop dying, won't stop lying
if you want i'll keep on crying
did you get what you deserve?
is this what you always want me for?

-Cemetary Drive, My Chemical Romance

Recommended by Catherine.

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Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling
And now the red ones make me fly
And the blue ones help me fall
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts

And we'll fly home
We'll fly home
You and I
We'll fly home.

-Headfirst For Halos, My Chemical Romance

Recommended by Nikki.

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Razors and knives, horrible things,
Explanations, slip my mind,
Press and drag, for comforting stings,
Soon, addiction's what you find.
No longer can you wait a day,
An hour's far too long,
Despite what you hear them say,
You still don't think it's wrong.
You like the sting, it makes you smile,
While the blood dripping down makes you snicker,
Finally, something worth your while,
As the lines grow thicker and thicker..

-Nicole

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Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what I believed in
Smashed up what's left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don't know what else to do.

-Broken, Nine Inch Nails

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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything.

-Hurt, Nine Inch Nails

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Blood transforms the warm bath water
and, in it, I see weakly
that this was a mistake.
The razor's cut is not deep, nevertheless
the blood rushes out happily in the warm
water as if kin to it, the same
tender substance.

Rising
a new person
transformed with an icy
sense of error
I go to the sink and turn on cold water
which is not friendly to blood.
The cut is deeper than imagined.

-Passing An Afternoon, Joyce Carol Oates

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If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of a wasting grief, of a slow bleeding at the soul.

-Clifford Odets

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I have wished you dead and myself dead.
How could it be otherwise.
I have broken into you like a burglar.
And you've set your dogs on me.
And a pile of broken sticks.
A child could kick.
I have climbed you like a monument, gasping,
For the exercise and the view,
And leaned over the railing at the top...
Strong and warm, the summer wind.

-I Have Wished You Dead, Alicia Ostriker

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Here, I'm supposed to tell her the truth. I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He's taken some control of his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of his death from being a total surprise.

In a way, being an addict is very proactive.

-Choke, Chuck Palahniuk

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Nothing is static. Even the Mona Lisa is falling apart. Since fight club, I can wiggle half the teeth in my jaw. Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer. Maybe self-destruction is the answer.

-Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk

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Every addiction is just a way to treat this same problem. Drugs or overeating or alcohol or sex, it is all just another way to find peace. To escape what we know. Our education. Our bite of the apple. Language is just our way to explain away the wonder and glory of the world. To deconstruct. To dismiss. People can't deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it can't be explained and understood.

-Survivor, Chuck Palahniuk

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