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Fighting Suicide

Mstrmnd1923
Thought Provoker
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Joined 2nd Feb 2024
Forum Posts: 191

The Struggle Within

Staring at the reflective mirror
My life is at an impasse  
Decisions have never been clearer
My fists pounding on the glass
 
In pieces the mirror shatters
Broken like my thoughts unknown
Wondering if anything matters
Travelling in this world alone  
 
Life is no longer worth living
I'm tired of the constant pain
My sins can never be forgiven
Lifes vicious cycle is insane
 
Contemplating the unimaginable  
I grab a broken glass shard
Making deaths experience tangible  
By escaping my memories scarred
 
The demons in my head battle
A battle between dark and light
What happens next has me rattled
As the moon illuminates the night
 
I placed the shard against my neck
So close I was drawing blood
That thought was then rejected  
And the tears began to flood
 
I reflected on every memory
Of the times in my life I smiled
They outweighed the misery
I've experienced for awhile
 
So I focused on the good instead
I took a fresh breath to rebegin
Knowing better days lie ahead
I overcame the struggle within
 
 
 
 
Written by Mstrmnd1923
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PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
Dangerous Mind
Portugal 20awards
Joined 26th May 2022
Forum Posts: 302

Lets Fight Together

 
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.

Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.

Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.

Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally
lighting the path to forever.
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 17001

A Suicide's moment of Clarity  

The darkest hour before the dawn  
when spectres, ghosts, spirits and ghouls  
walk the grey thin line, moaning
 
Eyes can see from deepest self  
within the sense the third eye  
perceive all things, light or darkness

Eyes gazing longingly, lights up high  
Hoping for escape from such agony  
tortured mind heart body and soul
 
Drink to invigorate, enjoy the taste  
Savour each sip, like butterfly kisses  
Love the warmth, like lover's embrace.

 
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Thought Provoker
United States 10awards
Joined 26th Nov 2018
Forum Posts: 188

My fellow DUP poets, I am happy with the quality with which I see in my comp. Thank you all. Suicide Awareness!

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