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Suicide

Bethy
Bbbethy
Twisted Dreamer
United States 3awards
Joined 28th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 184

Within Me
Scars  
Run deep  
Within me  
My wrist bleeds  
Because of you  
Slowly  
I'm loosing power  
To resist the monster  
Within me  
Fighting way to the surface  
I feel you  
Crawling beneath my skin  
Breaking through  
To my inner thought  
within me  
You seek darkness  
The darkness of my veins  
My innermost mind  
You see through my eyes  
Taking control  
Within me  
Bring forth  
My dead memories  
Of you  
The lies  
The monster pursues  
Within me  
So i do  
As I'm told  
Temptation draws me in


ricecake
Thought Provoker
2awards
Joined 20th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 73


Goodnight sweet earth ~ Nietschke


Goodnight sweet earth
For time hasn't been 
that sweet, 
For most
Pretence won't work
Syphilis has ruptured
Mind sits in darkness 
The lark no more 
The dark covereth 
Adorned by night
Even Nietschke proclaimed 
God is dead, so  
Goodnight sweet earth
Place pretend in
it's rightful place
And sleep
For today is the same 
as tomorrow and 
this world is deep. 

Goodnight sweet earth
For time hasn't been 
that sweet


 


ricecake
Thought Provoker
2awards
Joined 20th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 73


Black roses ~ a poem for the girl who died from cyber bullying


One day a girl died
Hung herself
She was 16
No one suspected
That Emily, happy Emily
Was being bullied on the Internet
But she was
And she took her life
At the funeral were black roses
For the supposes
Suppose she couldn't handle it
Suppose she had depression anyway
Suppose she was weak
Suppose she....

Emily left behind a brother
A mother and a father
A best friend and a dog
And all the supposes that
Come with cyber bullying
The biggest suppose being
Isn't someone supposed to do something


The Emily Foundation
Was set up to create awareness
About cyber bullying and it's effects

......And she took her life
At the funeral were black roses


shaunda
Fire of Insight
United States 13awards
Joined 19th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 261

CLOSE MY EYES

Something evil with me walks   I hear him whisper deep within
Do not be afraid of this "Thy dying day" he says
For you the end of pain I'll rend

Death is in my face   wrapping his warm embrace
around my body soul and mind
He is telling me     "To Be truly free"
Death is the only way I'll find

Help me please   Is anybody there   cus i feel so all alone
Death is calling me    and he knows my name
Saying He will take me home

Something evil with me talks    I am soothed by sweet dark lies
He speaks of promises   The end of lonliness
And sings me deep dark lull-a-byes

Death is in my eyes    I cannot see to find
my way from deep and dark despair
For he is lulling me   with thoughts of leaving thee
And of a world that doesn't care

Can someone help me please!!!  Is ANYBODY there?
I cannot even seem to try
Death is at my feet    and he is pulling me
I CLOSE MY EYES and say goodbye

Something evil with me walks   and as he swiftly lays me down
Forever bury sorrow deep with me
While wrapped in mother natures brown

 


Poetryman
Tyrant of Words
United States 29awards
Joined 14th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 1540

Back To The Egg


Good-bye my friend
I'm goin' back to the egg
Where no light ever shines
To the void of the mind
Leavin' life far behind
Yes my ship will be sailing tomorrow

Good-bye my dear
I'm goin' back to the egg
Where no one's ever been
So that I can't be seen
While I lie back and dream
Yes my dear I'll be dreaming about you

Leaving on that dirt road down there
'Cos you don't seem to care
And you've got them lying for you
But babe who's lyin' on you
Has he eyes enough to see through your smile?

Good-bye my love
I'm goin' back to the egg
Going to lie down and sleep
In the womb of the Earth
Back before my life's birth
Yes my love I'll be sleeping tomorrow


jj

Poetryman
Tyrant of Words
United States 29awards
Joined 14th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 1540

"I Give Up, I Quit, Just Let Me Go"



It's hard to smile, it's hard to laugh
When the only thing worth laughing at
Is my miserable fucking life
Filled with nothing and drenched with fat
 
It's hard to see in the darkness
That surrounds me everywhere I go
I close my eyes and embrace death
For love's embrace I'll never know
 
It's hard to love without a heart
I gave mine away so long ago
Now she is someone else’s wife
And I'm no one you'd want to know
 
It's hard to want without desire
I don't give a damn any more
I'd rather quit this empty life
And pass through Hades open door
 
It's hard to know what love is
When no one has ever loved me
Don't bother trying to save my life
A soul not worth taking for free
 
It’s impossible to save
Not even Jesus Christ will save me
From wasting what our Father gave
And accepting my destiny


jj

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Twisted Dreamer
2awards
Joined 23rd Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 93

he was
just heating up heinz beans
add a cup of mixed pills
& a shake of antihistamines

he said
we were always chewing him out
& he was fed up of always
having to take the garbage out


Darkangel
Corrin Skinner
Fire of Insight
United States
Joined 5th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 722

Suicide Note

Here's this note
I'll be leaving behind
for you to find
as I run to the woods
to put a bullet in my head.
Maybe you'll find me
dead,
blood pouring out of my head
making a sticky red river.

Here's this rope
I'll tie up high
making a noose
that is perfect for my neck.
I'll jump,
breaking my neck,
me going limp.
I hope you find the note
that fell from my hand
as my neck broke in two
and
my breath finally escaped this prison.
I hope you scream
as you see my body,
spinning in slow circles,
a wicked grin on my face.

My note,
I hope you understand
those three little words.
They say everything on how I felt.
It will say everything you need to know.

Dear Family,
Happy I'm gone?

p.s- I am

lightbaron
Dangerous Mind
United States 15awards
Joined 19th Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 2374

"Dharma is pleasant suicide"



Never again spun through turnstyle.
Never again imprisoned
or released in ecstatic flesh

No more electrified dirt
searching for ground
or to connect

Clog the pin-holes in the illuminated backdrop
create for me no more shade
allow this dash to close beneath the roses
one last time then close the gate

Never again a spoke, and
never again its spin

When me, as wheel, is met again
never again will end

rayheinrich
Death Plane for Teddy
Tyrant of Words
Canada 32awards
Joined 4th Dec 2009
Forum Posts: 4409

  An old one so maybe not a valid entry, whatever...
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                              < a wonderful life >
                       
                           Solid iron primitive steel  
                           before they got to you you  
                             so refined here you your  
                         face you using it as a brush  
                        a pencil a stuttering picture  
                             movie manipulated freeze  
                              frame slow motion solid  
                              iron never a thought of            
                              fragile before it broke  
                               before you broke it me  
                             you the pronouns started  
                               running personal a few  
                              moments before this but  
                                   NOT  fragile  
                                  NEVER fragile  
                               a solid iron primitive  
                                steel before they got  
                               to you so refined here            
                              you your face you using  
                             it as a brush pencil pen  
                                stylus of moods manic  
                             multitudes but never you  
                              never they never you as  
                             manipulated freeze frame  
                               slow motion solid iron            
                           never a thought of fragile  
                           before it broke before you  
                               broke breakable before  
                                    me  not  you  
                                    me  not  you  
                                 iron primitive steel  
                                  just you just a few  
                            just a few moments before      
                          this NOT fragile solid iron  
                            before they got to you so    
                           refined here you your face
                              you using it as a brush
                              painting:              
                                < a wonderful life >.
             
 

MrAlptraum
Mr A
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 17awards
Joined 24th Dec 2011
Forum Posts: 1878

"Drowning"

Where were you all? The broken skulls, empty minds,
scarred scars and blackened hearts with extended index fingers
all should have been here tonight. You missed the show.

roll up, roll up, watch a man turn into poultry
roll up, roll up, watch a man turn....



There is no real technique, just a dogged determination
to fall with the greats in armour and the nobodies, off the atlas -
and each blue star bleeds emerald fire
for the choices of the fickle worldlings, but don't tell
the stars just how close I came to being the dullest supernova.


Death pressed his beak to my nose, refused my hand
to let me gaze upon the black placid sea beyond his socket
and as I shrugged off his eyeless gaze the water became amniotic.
I burst out the membrane gasping, snapping at the air, clutching.


roll up, roll up, watch a chicken weld the egg
roll up, roll up, watch a chicken weld....


Nobody ever wants to drown; drowning cannot be a choice,
so each blue star spits blue flame, knowing, we are all the same.




Professor
Strange Creature
Joined 4th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 10


The casted reflection taunted his sanity mocking his saddened expression
Devouring him as he stares into the eye's of what once was a promising man
Before the bright heavens turned into a silhouette of the hell he faces
Loneliness and solitude is now what he has learned to embrace

Bitterness intertwined with neglect trims away his self respect
Consumed within the hell that reflects when he stares in the mirror direct
Disconnected but sane, sane but maddened lost in the shadows
Being burnt alive in the fiery depths of his weeping soul

The world is so cold, so still and surreal no control
As he resembles a ball rolling aimlessly down the hill
tumbling towards the edge of the place he is destined
Echoes chant in the air as he beckons

His world looks dark in his mind, but everything remains the same
He has fought everything that came, every pain that rained
From his eye's, he often ponders suicide
But he's to strong to die, when his world is dark he opens his third eye
Knowing, expecting, embracing for the next lie

jadielue
Jade.
Dangerous Mind
United States 3awards
Joined 22nd Aug 2010
Forum Posts: 1785

Pink Floyd

The road was too long.
Every destination not reason
enough. Each hurried, yellow line
in the center so damning,
and so ahead.

How do they sit in the sun
all alone? Without a semblance
of a conversation had? A laugh?

They're inanimate, I'm aware, but,
at noon they dance.

The hum-dum-dum buzzing of a
taughtly wrung noose is the last
thing I think of, and Pink Floyd
appropriately cooes:

"Comfortably numb....
Comfortably numb.....
Comfortably numb......"

poet Anonymous

“Pain Convention”
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Bringing heavy rope
to the private party,
tying tight nooses,
slinging them high,
saying bye-bye,
never asking why-why.
Getting real loose,
juiced on
mountains of
pharmaceutical dope,
smoking multiple
shots of whiskey,
a shotgun to the head,
slitting skinny wrists,
soaking  in bubbles,
gulping monoxide while
hiding in cars,
dreaming about Mars,
surviving on thin threads,
closed off from a
world making us sore
down deep inside,
thinking we would be
better off dead
instead of
living a life with  
constant induced dread,
drowning in desperation.
Imagine a suicide convention and
nobody showed up but the pain.

Fidofood
Lost Thinker
United Kingdom
Joined 11th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 43

Daylight comes it's jagged blades,
the blanket of night it hacks away.
The harbour of oblivion, gone,
another fucking day begun.

Another day of gnawing pain,
another day the fucking same,
desperation, desolate burning,
sweet release the balm your yearning.

Pills for thrills, seeking highs
to deaden down the inner cries.
pills for kills, seeking rest
close your eyes, but fail the test.

Slash and cut, cigarette burn hate,
finally grasp your control of fate.
A length of rope, a gentle drop!
At last, No pain, the end, Full stop!


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