Poems about Suicide
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Poetry about suicide and suicidal thoughts, including poems about overcoming dark feelings and showing suicidal people that they are not alone.
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
20th Jan 2020 6:07pm
20th Jan 2020 6:07pm
Survivor Syndrome
Shame
I live with my shame
It hangs
Like a dark cloud
Sucks on my spirit
Like a vampire sucks on blood
There’s no protection
From the feelings
Survivor syndrome
I crashed
Crawled from the wreckage
Should never have
Always looking back
Feelings cut and slash
Rewriting the shame
Of being alive
The devil inside
Twists the knife
Cruelly kisses
With poisonous venom
Just hit the cancel button
Do not rewind
Reliving it
Never makes it...
I live with my shame
It hangs
Like a dark cloud
Sucks on my spirit
Like a vampire sucks on blood
There’s no protection
From the feelings
Survivor syndrome
I crashed
Crawled from the wreckage
Should never have
Always looking back
Feelings cut and slash
Rewriting the shame
Of being alive
The devil inside
Twists the knife
Cruelly kisses
With poisonous venom
Just hit the cancel button
Do not rewind
Reliving it
Never makes it...
#suicide
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
28 reads
5 Comments
StruggleFreePotery
Poem Published
18th Jan 2020 1:00pm
18th Jan 2020 1:00pm
"If I could turn back time"
#dark
#relationships
#suicide
50 reads
2 Comments
ClassyBird
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 5:13pm
16th Jan 2020 5:13pm
Too Late Suicide
I slit both wrists
and pray to God I drain slowly.
feel every vein in me
pump blood out of my body.
No fight left in me,
No reason to be,
So this is my last story.
I sit here,
legs stretched out in front of me
thinking of what life should be.
I'll use this forum of DU Poetry
To leave a piece of me.
I feel okay,
Just numb around wrist and the thumb.
My hearts beating a little fast
but nothing to be alarmed.
I've tried and failed and failed and tried, failed again
I'm just tired.... ...
and pray to God I drain slowly.
feel every vein in me
pump blood out of my body.
No fight left in me,
No reason to be,
So this is my last story.
I sit here,
legs stretched out in front of me
thinking of what life should be.
I'll use this forum of DU Poetry
To leave a piece of me.
I feel okay,
Just numb around wrist and the thumb.
My hearts beating a little fast
but nothing to be alarmed.
I've tried and failed and failed and tried, failed again
I'm just tired.... ...
#sadness
#regret
#dark #suicide
#dark #suicide
58 reads
4 Comments
SavageSin
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 1:01am
16th Jan 2020 1:01am
Void
#death
#suicide
#freedom
#escape
#emptiness
53 reads
0 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 7:49am
15th Jan 2020 7:49am
My Demon
This demon in me
Is no dormant creature
If it exists at all
Then he lives through whispers
Like secret messages
Tapped over the airwaves
The words pulse
Straight to my brain
He knows my weakness
Constant reminders of failure
There’s no peaceful retreat
From the mental assault
In nightmares
I see the glint in red eyes
The glint of cold hard steel
About to slice skin
I’m sure if I bled
That would never be enough
A slow torturous death
His only satisfaction ...
Is no dormant creature
If it exists at all
Then he lives through whispers
Like secret messages
Tapped over the airwaves
The words pulse
Straight to my brain
He knows my weakness
Constant reminders of failure
There’s no peaceful retreat
From the mental assault
In nightmares
I see the glint in red eyes
The glint of cold hard steel
About to slice skin
I’m sure if I bled
That would never be enough
A slow torturous death
His only satisfaction ...
#depression
#dark
#suicide
84 reads
12 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
13th Jan 2020 10:55am
13th Jan 2020 10:55am
My last walk
As I stepped off the building,
the world turned through 90 degrees
and I strolled past neighbours windows,
looking down inside their rooms
warm, bright, family life behind glass.
Vibrant with activity, sit down meals,
office workers greeted with kisses,
children fighting over the tv remote,
dog stretched out in front of the fire,
siblings giggling with bath time bubbles,
passionate couples arguing over nothing,
bodies showering away the days grime,
dad wrestling with three little monsters,
a lady near the ground floor even...
the world turned through 90 degrees
and I strolled past neighbours windows,
looking down inside their rooms
warm, bright, family life behind glass.
Vibrant with activity, sit down meals,
office workers greeted with kisses,
children fighting over the tv remote,
dog stretched out in front of the fire,
siblings giggling with bath time bubbles,
passionate couples arguing over nothing,
bodies showering away the days grime,
dad wrestling with three little monsters,
a lady near the ground floor even...
#suicide
40 reads
5 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
13th Jan 2020 00:29am
13th Jan 2020 00:29am
No Eye, No Ear
Your ominous, chilly winds cut me to the bare bone.
Shaking like a leaf in the gales,
a poignant reminder that I am of a few
holding on like hell by a single root.
This malady incurable, you’re judgments relentless.
So, I sink wearily into myself.
Shaking like a leaf in the gales,
a poignant reminder that I am of a few
holding on like hell by a single root.
This malady incurable, you’re judgments relentless.
So, I sink wearily into myself.
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#despair
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0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
12th Jan 2020 11:45pm
12th Jan 2020 11:45pm
Journal of a Schizophrenic (Entry #4)
Our Autumnal Years...
Twas a noiseless evening, save for the plashing of rain against the panes. The air was choked with a summery mugginess as it fought the shivery breeze of the coming winter. Autumn was the buffer zone between the stifling of life and its inevitable wintry death. Now was the time to behold the orangy sunset of my life. As I recollect my Spring birthing and Summer, I do so with a smile and wet eyes. Now is the time to behold indeed! The lambent rays emitted from my precipitous visage still illuminate the world around in hues which electrify the senses of those who...
Twas a noiseless evening, save for the plashing of rain against the panes. The air was choked with a summery mugginess as it fought the shivery breeze of the coming winter. Autumn was the buffer zone between the stifling of life and its inevitable wintry death. Now was the time to behold the orangy sunset of my life. As I recollect my Spring birthing and Summer, I do so with a smile and wet eyes. Now is the time to behold indeed! The lambent rays emitted from my precipitous visage still illuminate the world around in hues which electrify the senses of those who...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
26 reads
0 Comments
Alynnb1983
April
April
Poem Published
11th Jan 2020 9:22am
11th Jan 2020 9:22am
Live Dont die
I
"One pill, two pill, three pill. Four. Empty bottle on the floor.
Red light, blue light, red flash blue
My wife is now losing it, this isnt cool.
Cops, Ambulance now ICU
Cant even breath on my own..."cant you see what meths doing to you?"
Nurse, doctors psychiatrist to
Wife begging them, asking them " what can i do?"
Every high has a low, this happens every SINGLE time hell I should know.
I dont want to die i hate suicide bc all it does is make familys cry
1 attempt, 2 attempt, 3 attempt 4 the fifth was it im not shooting...
"One pill, two pill, three pill. Four. Empty bottle on the floor.
Red light, blue light, red flash blue
My wife is now losing it, this isnt cool.
Cops, Ambulance now ICU
Cant even breath on my own..."cant you see what meths doing to you?"
Nurse, doctors psychiatrist to
Wife begging them, asking them " what can i do?"
Every high has a low, this happens every SINGLE time hell I should know.
I dont want to die i hate suicide bc all it does is make familys cry
1 attempt, 2 attempt, 3 attempt 4 the fifth was it im not shooting...
#depression
#suicide
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
79 reads
2 Comments
WordScape
Casey Brock
Casey Brock
Poem Published
8th Jan 2020 4:32am
8th Jan 2020 4:32am
Tic Talk
Tic Talk
You say your sick of fighting?
Well what are you going to do then?
Sit here and let this sickness win this
Contest in this matter of life and death?
Would you really sit there and let it happen?
No, this is the time you get up
Stand strong
Put your britches on
Fill the ditches you dug in self defense
You figured keep'em out so they can't get in
What can't reach you can't hurt you, right..? But when...
Your trapped inside with demons
Scratching and clawing; thoughts reverberating
Causing a...
You say your sick of fighting?
Well what are you going to do then?
Sit here and let this sickness win this
Contest in this matter of life and death?
Would you really sit there and let it happen?
No, this is the time you get up
Stand strong
Put your britches on
Fill the ditches you dug in self defense
You figured keep'em out so they can't get in
What can't reach you can't hurt you, right..? But when...
Your trapped inside with demons
Scratching and clawing; thoughts reverberating
Causing a...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#uplifting
89 reads
2 Comments
SavageSin
Poem Published
6th Jan 2020 10:58pm
6th Jan 2020 10:58pm
Final reincarnation
I've died a thousand times,
I have always died alone.
Love has killed my heart;
it has become my tombstone.
Alas my time has come again;
my final reincarnation.
One final journey through karmic doors,
then my peace will come forever.
No more wounds that bleed or seep,
no more tears that burn so deep.
I will close my eyes on lying lips
and I will finally go to sleep.
I have always died alone.
Love has killed my heart;
it has become my tombstone.
Alas my time has come again;
my final reincarnation.
One final journey through karmic doors,
then my peace will come forever.
No more wounds that bleed or seep,
no more tears that burn so deep.
I will close my eyes on lying lips
and I will finally go to sleep.
#love
#depression
#lies
#death
#suicide
84 reads
5 Comments
ComfortablyKatie
Poem Published
6th Jan 2020 6:01pm
6th Jan 2020 6:01pm
My Darkness
I'm not religious
But I prayed to God today
Save me from myself
But I prayed to God today
Save me from myself
#depression
#suicide
#haiku
#MentalHealth
#senryu
76 reads
4 Comments
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