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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poetryaccident
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 2:29pm
22nd Jun 2019 2:29pm
Survival Met
Another year has passed again
survival met with wishes pressed
in the sea of life’s span
present there to rise again
the currents wishing so much less
than existence bless to thrive
it’s not a given for these souls
to stay afloat among the waves
dark temptations aren't revealed
in the streams few may see
pulling victims into depths
with the hopes first to go
as the oxygen is removed
it’s just as likely a corpse will rise
break the surface to the surprise
of the crowd that gathers round
happy birthday...
survival met with wishes pressed
in the sea of life’s span
present there to rise again
the currents wishing so much less
than existence bless to thrive
it’s not a given for these souls
to stay afloat among the waves
dark temptations aren't revealed
in the streams few may see
pulling victims into depths
with the hopes first to go
as the oxygen is removed
it’s just as likely a corpse will rise
break the surface to the surprise
of the crowd that gathers round
happy birthday...
#depression
#suicide
20 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 4:00am
22nd Jun 2019 4:00am
demerol
#love
#dark
#suicide
69 reads
4 Comments
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
21st Jun 2019 4:17pm
21st Jun 2019 4:17pm
My first love
You came to me
Like dew
I fell into
Topaz
pools
Feeling the magnetising
glow , a place I knew
Opened from within
My love lay down
your head and let me
shake feral winds
from your hair
Let me devour
each demon
darkening stranger
beside us
From shrines
dark soot blew
out a candle
I watched you fade
and even sea\s salt
could not brace
my tears
I would quote you...
Like dew
I fell into
Topaz
pools
Feeling the magnetising
glow , a place I knew
Opened from within
My love lay down
your head and let me
shake feral winds
from your hair
Let me devour
each demon
darkening stranger
beside us
From shrines
dark soot blew
out a candle
I watched you fade
and even sea\s salt
could not brace
my tears
I would quote you...
#grief
#suicide
#shadows #FirstLove
#shadows #FirstLove
54 reads
Pauciloquent
Poem Published
21st Jun 2019 1:09am
21st Jun 2019 1:09am
Alyssa
Those copper hills, bathed in setting sun,
Remind me of the person you were to me.
A beautiful view I wished would never end.
The way sunflowers lean into the sunlight,
Reaching for the far away, the out of range, out of touch,
Makes me think a piece of you is left in every sight.
The rain is loud, pitter patter, falling down.
The thunder rolls and lulls me to sleep.
I wonder if you're asleep too.
Just asleep, not dead; not embalmed and buried.
And I miss the way your eyes shined, and how you brought art to life.
But I...
Remind me of the person you were to me.
A beautiful view I wished would never end.
The way sunflowers lean into the sunlight,
Reaching for the far away, the out of range, out of touch,
Makes me think a piece of you is left in every sight.
The rain is loud, pitter patter, falling down.
The thunder rolls and lulls me to sleep.
I wonder if you're asleep too.
Just asleep, not dead; not embalmed and buried.
And I miss the way your eyes shined, and how you brought art to life.
But I...
#sadness
#death
#suicide
21 reads
1 Comment
blue2u
lostandhurt
lostandhurt
Poem Published
19th Jun 2019 2:48pm
19th Jun 2019 2:48pm
Lonely without you
#depression
#heartbroken
#suicide
#emotional
#hurt
68 reads
0 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
18th Jun 2019 10:38am
18th Jun 2019 10:38am
Coffey's Prayer
Boss, ain't easy to explain
It lingers in the air without refrain;
this skull plumb full of shrapnel -
insects with dull razor blade wings
and stingers of slivered glass
constantly burrowing into my brain
If only I had faith this shall pass
But I's tired, Boss
Never was that strong
And the world's haywired
Gone all kinds of wrong
There's way too much love
being exploited for personal gain
I can't take enough of it back
There's a limit to what I can do
Even when...
It lingers in the air without refrain;
this skull plumb full of shrapnel -
insects with dull razor blade wings
and stingers of slivered glass
constantly burrowing into my brain
If only I had faith this shall pass
But I's tired, Boss
Never was that strong
And the world's haywired
Gone all kinds of wrong
There's way too much love
being exploited for personal gain
I can't take enough of it back
There's a limit to what I can do
Even when...
#suicide
55 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
16th Jun 2019 10:47pm
16th Jun 2019 10:47pm
The Ways To Die
Hanging from the rafters
Floating in a crimson bath
On the floor syringe still protruding
Time executioner to us all
Drop by drop
bleeding across the page
canvas crying
Pain(t)
Floating in a crimson bath
On the floor syringe still protruding
Time executioner to us all
Drop by drop
bleeding across the page
canvas crying
Pain(t)
#love
#suicide
#LifeAsAWriter
32 reads
1 Comment
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
16th Jun 2019 10:09pm
16th Jun 2019 10:09pm
Surrealist's Utopia
Part 1
The Realm of Realism (Life in a Tomb)
The Path of Uncertainty
I know this path. This is a path that I’ve walked before. It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end. Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet. I don’t want to be quiet anymore. I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water of surrealism, and be home! Here, I am no one. There, I am someone. Oh, how I hate gazing into the mirror. May as well be prison bars between my Utopian realm and this one. I’ll raise my hand to...
The Realm of Realism (Life in a Tomb)
The Path of Uncertainty
I know this path. This is a path that I’ve walked before. It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end. Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet. I don’t want to be quiet anymore. I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water of surrealism, and be home! Here, I am no one. There, I am someone. Oh, how I hate gazing into the mirror. May as well be prison bars between my Utopian realm and this one. I’ll raise my hand to...
#depression
#suicide
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
39 reads
2 Comments
Erinalouisa
Louisaerina
Louisaerina
Poem Published
16th Jun 2019 11:25am
16th Jun 2019 11:25am
SELF LOVE
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
88 reads
24 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
15th Jun 2019 11:19pm
15th Jun 2019 11:19pm
Shipwrecked Soul
Ahoy! There she is!
In formal times, gracefully gliding across the glassy sea;
her figure so stout and proud.
On a voyage (life’s journey) so resolute, unwavering
against the coming storms (challenges)
and serpents (assholes) of the deep blue sea (the world).
Her sails swelled by the gift of wind,
carrying her body so peacefully
to a coming doom (death).
There in that moment, she was,
a silhouette
in the burning backdrop of the far off,
dusking horizon (future).
No other words to describe it....
In formal times, gracefully gliding across the glassy sea;
her figure so stout and proud.
On a voyage (life’s journey) so resolute, unwavering
against the coming storms (challenges)
and serpents (assholes) of the deep blue sea (the world).
Her sails swelled by the gift of wind,
carrying her body so peacefully
to a coming doom (death).
There in that moment, she was,
a silhouette
in the burning backdrop of the far off,
dusking horizon (future).
No other words to describe it....
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
30 reads
0 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
15th Jun 2019 12:12pm
15th Jun 2019 12:12pm
Morbid fantasy
#suicide
53 reads
1 Comment
Theonlydbld
Poem Published
9th Jun 2019 10:52pm
9th Jun 2019 10:52pm
Indigo
Tears of indigo I wept
Countless nights, I haven’t slept
Constant thoughts of giving up
Is this truly growing up
I wipe my tears and walk away
I smile wide with disarray
Behind that smile is a broken memory
Blurry to my vision, vivid to my sensory
You handed me a glass to drink
With smiling eyes, and a lingering wink
We clinked our cups and said a cheer
Two friends were here
But one will disappear
I drifted towards a moonlit garden
As your smile began to harden
Picked up a...
Countless nights, I haven’t slept
Constant thoughts of giving up
Is this truly growing up
I wipe my tears and walk away
I smile wide with disarray
Behind that smile is a broken memory
Blurry to my vision, vivid to my sensory
You handed me a glass to drink
With smiling eyes, and a lingering wink
We clinked our cups and said a cheer
Two friends were here
But one will disappear
I drifted towards a moonlit garden
As your smile began to harden
Picked up a...
#depression
#abuse
#MeToo
#suicide
#alcohol
92 reads
7 Comments
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