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To my Mother and my Father,
Both of whom where never there.
Disowned me when I turned sixteen,
Abandoned without care.
And so for you I leave behind
A black world full of hate
For you to twist and torment in -
All for you is desolate.
To my Brother or my Sister,
Aunt, Uncle and Cousin too,
You simply just ignored me,
Said "There's nothing we can do".
You sat upon the sidelines,
And you all just stared on in;
Watched me spiral downward;
Get swallowed up in Sin.
To my 'friends', you User Bastards,
Who were there to bleed me dry!
I was there when I was needed,
When you were needed, you'd just fly!
To you I give my nothing,
'

Suicide my love.

Just slit your wrists and end it now
Don't have to feel anything anymore
No more pain, no more rejections,
No more illness, no more injections.
No more torment, no more fear
Nothing more, because you're not here

Not here to enjoy happiness..
Not here to feel love.
Instead lying on the floor
staring at the ceiling above
A crimson river of pain
Flowing from your veins

Left in your last thought
Of how you never gave yourself a chance
And in your last breath
You end this romance

SuicideSuicide

Tortured, suffering, living in pain

haunted by his past

he writes a letter to his family and friends

and for unknown reasons laughs.

He thought he was alone and uncared for

he heavens a sigh of grief

tears flow freely from his eyes

he seeks to find relief.

Into his room he silently went

is parents not to wake

takes the revolver from his drawer

his hands begin to shake.

A loud noise echoes through the house

his parents run indred

for on the floor with a gun at his side

in a pile of blood their son lay dead.

Suicide ListJump off a bridge,
Slit your wrist,
Do everything on
The suicide list.
Put a gun to your head,
A noose on your neck,
Shove those pills down your throat,
And your suicide list? Check.
They say that they love you.
They say that they care.
They say they'll be there for you,
But are they ever there?
They wear their fake smiles,
You wear your mask.
They say you're fine.
They never ask.
So, jump of a bridge,
And slit your wrist.
You're dead anyway
When they find this.

Suicide NoteDear friend, dear family, dear all whom I hate.
This is my chance... My time to escape...
My time to shine, I've just crossed the line.
I swallowed some pills and am slowly dying.

I've taken my life, with no kind of regret.
I came to realize, my life isn't shit.
Reality hates me, fantasy ignores me.
But this shiny little knife, all but adores me.

I cut my wrists, my blood falling into mists.
The vein slowly hisses, as I look into abysses.
I draw the steel, from is red warm womb.
Trail the blood on this note, spelling out "Doom".

I cry acid tears, they burn out my eyes.
They take the sights away from this world I despise.
I still

Suicide GirlThere once was a girl,
who didn't love life.
she hated it so much,
slit her wrists with a knife.

people saw it coming.
she always seemed depressed.
hardly ever smiled,
as her life was one big mess.

she tried to keep secret,
about all the pain she had.
for if it came out,
it would scare her mom and dad.

the girl had known,
it was time to let go,
as she was waiting,
on deaths row.

now she is dead,
as you can see.
no more suffering,
because she is free.

Suicide Song

Someone please
Stick a gun up to my head
Make it a pistol
Make sure I'm dead

Slit my throat with a guitar pick
Make it a thin one
Make it the one I love
I don't care

Make it something I love
Because I can't do it on my own
Don't hang me with a rug
This is my suicide song

Bash me over the head a few times
With a skateboard
Make sure you nail me with the trucks
And I bleed all over

Sharpen the edges of a snowboard
Swing it at my neck
Make sure my head flies
Like a baseball when it strikes the bat

I need help with my suicide
I can't do it on my own
I need it to be one of my prized possessions
For my suicide song

Yes I nee

Suicide is Painless?She's lying there
On her bed
The voices whisper
In her head
Nobody loves you
Nobody cares
They'd be better off
If you were not there
The blade comes out
It moves real swift
And carves up and
Down her wrist
With her finger
She sat and wrote
In her own blood
Suicide note

Her sister was
The first to find
Her crumpled body
Defunct of life
Her sister does
Not deserve this
After all
She's only six
Her whole life
The memory
Will haunt her mind
For all to see
The person she
Looked up to
Is now not here
Oh, what to do

The mother next
She hears the scream
Comes in the room
And in a dream
She sees the body
Her first

SuicideYou called me up,
crying,
down the phone,
you said you'd taken some pills,
and didn't want, to die alone.

Is your life,
that messed up,
you had to take steps,
to make it stop?

I cried to you,
to call 999,
you said you couldn't listen,
to voices other than mine.

your voice sounded weak,
fighting for breath,
the silence was noticeable
as if i was deaf.

The streets of heaven,
are already full tonight,
full of souls,
souls of angels,
souls like yours,
souls of people,
whose life ended too soon.

Your death,
has brought nothing but pain,
upon this world.

Suicide

I wish you happiness
As I point the gun at my head
As I tighten my finger over the trigger

I wish you love
As I shed my last tears
As I think my last thoughts

I wish you peace
As I feel my heart beat quicken
As I feel the chaos still around me

I wish you hope
As I see my dreams shatter
As I feel the despair of my heart

I wish you life
As I give in to my pain
As I greet death

Suicide Note

Sometimes as I'm sitting here
And the tears run unchecked down my face
and my thoughts run through, my head is racing
and the things I think about ring too true

And sometimes as I'm watching stars
Twinkle in the sky I wonder why
I'm still sitting here, why I'm still alive

Wouldn't it be somethin' else to die
Would anyone care enough to cry
Am I even brave enough to try
and I just sit here thinking to myself

And that razor is so inviting
and that ledge is so warm
I can see myself happy and suning
on the 'night's plutonian shore'

Don't think there's somethin' wrong with me!
Don't tell me I need help
You don't understand me
You

Suicide

Bare wrists
Knife in hand.
Closed fists
Tears land..

Time stops.
Thoughts flow.
Knife drops.
Don't go.

SuicideMom I love you
Don't blame it on yourself
Dad forgive me
I couldn't ask for help
Sis don't hate me
For leaving you alone
Take my picture
Off the table by the phone

It never belonged there anyway

This happy family was broken
Long before I left it anyway
I don't expect you to understand
Just why it was that I couldn't stay

I know you can't hear me
But I'm writing this for you
It is my last punk song
Telling you my life is through
It's okay to hate me
Just don't miss me when I'm gone
Cuz I don't deserve it
When I have done so much wrong

I never belonged here anyway

This happy family was broken
Long before I left it anyway

SuicideI opened the door to a blood red lake
to scared to move I began to shake
There you were just lying there
A cold blunt face, cold hard stare

You're lips began to move once more
As I ran out of that chilly door
I yelled for someone to help me please
I yelled but I did not succeed

By the time I'de arrived back by your side
You had gone ahead and shut your eyes
The paramedics tried as hard as they could
to revive you but it was just no good

I held you as tight as tight can be
I held you 'til all life left me
light turned to dark infront of my eyes
and took all the goodness from my sight

like a child I held the knife to my wrist
L

SuicideSlash my wrists
Slit my throat
Feeling the drain of blood
Feeling empty

Days long past passing before my eyes
Have no feeling now
I see nothing but black
No fire, no bright light
No nothing
Just Nothing

Nothing exists after death
Noting not you, and not me
Nothing

Than I awake
With the blade still in my hand
Untouched by my blood
I put it down and walked into the black abyss
Called life.

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by ~Shadow-Shi13, Nov 19, 2004, 7:02:33 PM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

When life gets tough,
You get your knife.
When life just sucks,
You take your life.

When you have problems,
When no one cares.
The scars on your arms.
All the stares.

The blade of the knife
Held up to your wrist.
The blood leaking out.
Your hand in a fist.

There is no pain.
You do not start.
Nothing compares
To the pain in your heart.

If you're in the mood
You might get artistic.
Carve a morbid message
"I am sadistic."

"I hate"
"Life sucks"
"Screw the world"

Most don't understand
What it's like to suffer.
"There are people in the world worse off than you."

Do you care?
Oh no.
You're apathetic.

Emotionless.
Indifferent.

Apathetic.

When life gets tough.
The blade. The knife.
When life just sucks.
Your death. Lost life.

The cuts. The blood.
The freedom you find.
Take a look inside
The suicidal mind.

Suicideby ~Shadow-Shi13

Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

To all those people out there who know what it's like to be suicidal.

There are people out there who think it's stupid, and people who think it's weak. The easy way out.

To all those suicidal people out there.

I know what it's like to be you.

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~Kagome-245 Mar 1, 2013

I want to turn this into a song so bad. it has the perfect lyrics

~Shawlover06 Sep 10, 2012

This is amazing! And it's so nice to have people who actually get what being suicidal is about. U have the burning pain inside you that u just need to release. Being suicidal is not selfish at all, it's everyone else who tells us to stop are the selfish ones

~horcruxhorror Dec 23, 2010

this is excellent,
I believe that suicide should be a choice, we didn't ask to be born did we?
Suicide over something like a break up is selfish
Suicide over something like abuse or bullying, when you've tried to get help, but nothing good came of it

~Felka-wolf Nov 22, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

i get the fact that people would commit suicide is their life was terrible, but they shouldn't do it over small things, like your cell phone broke.
otherwise, yea, it's hard to deal with.
your poem is really good, also, has a good rhyming scheme.

!EverBurning Nov 17, 2009

Agreed. I love it. Been there, done that.
Thanks for the love.

~Fire-Link Jul 4, 2009

You're not thinking of committing suicide are you? If so then you can talk to me about it.

~RooDaDoo2442 Dec 17, 2008 Hobbyist General Artist

god i so know what you're talking about
my life completely sucks i just recently started cutting myself
i can still see the scars
the thing is i hoped it would distract from the pain inside me
but the pain inside me that destroys me nothing compares to it now i'm looking for a way out but i don't see it
any advice...
anyone...

~Dejavooo Apr 27, 2008 Hobbyist General Artist

Ah, so sad. I know people think its easy, but is it really? It leaves a book open and silence on the other end of the phone. Who are we but not the greatest judges in our own small worlds.

~delilalala Feb 16, 2008

!blame-the-messenger Feb 16, 2008

I can completely relate to what you're saying

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