Long Poems About Suicide
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jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 00:09am
22nd Jul 2021 00:09am
When is it Too Much
Pridefully, yet weakened, in the end of the conversation, he asked;
"When is it too much. I feel like I'm dying every day inside. I am ash."
I held the number greedily in my pocket, clenching it in a fist. "It's not your business," I heard her inside and "you have one job in this. Give him the card and leave there's no reason for you to stay. You're drunk and have to wake in four, let's just forget about this dismay."
My breathing started up, anger flared and I felt his death dried in my grip. Clenched on the piece of paper that she said he...
"When is it too much. I feel like I'm dying every day inside. I am ash."
I held the number greedily in my pocket, clenching it in a fist. "It's not your business," I heard her inside and "you have one job in this. Give him the card and leave there's no reason for you to stay. You're drunk and have to wake in four, let's just forget about this dismay."
My breathing started up, anger flared and I felt his death dried in my grip. Clenched on the piece of paper that she said he...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
#spiritual
#alcohol
55 reads
2 Comments
Vortex32167
Poem Published
8th Jul 2021 10:21pm
8th Jul 2021 10:21pm
Monologue with Evil within.
A llittle introduction, this is a personal journal entry. This was written after 7 days of barely any sleep. After reading it again I think my fellow members can appreciate it's subject and style.
And again we are here. Back to the place where I began. Round an round I go on the carousel of life. Taken for a spin waiting to get of again. From simple glee to manic laughter, this one has it all. I don’t expect anyone to understand that I’m not living this life alone while being deprived of family and friend. I do have people I call family, hell I have got children too. But even when...
And again we are here. Back to the place where I began. Round an round I go on the carousel of life. Taken for a spin waiting to get of again. From simple glee to manic laughter, this one has it all. I don’t expect anyone to understand that I’m not living this life alone while being deprived of family and friend. I do have people I call family, hell I have got children too. But even when...
#dark
#suicide
#MentalHealth #despair
#MentalHealth #despair
53 reads
6 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
29th Jun 2021 7:09am
29th Jun 2021 7:09am
My Casket
it all came
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I awake
it’s midnight
the word judgment
is in my mind…
the judge
at my divorce
the courthouse
the last meal…
and now [it’s 1am]
I recall
the last few
conversations
his desperations… ...
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I awake
it’s midnight
the word judgment
is in my mind…
the judge
at my divorce
the courthouse
the last meal…
and now [it’s 1am]
I recall
the last few
conversations
his desperations… ...
#family
#LGBT
#suicide
#rebirth
#PTSD
52 reads
8 Comments
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Poem Published
27th Jun 2021 4:34pm
27th Jun 2021 4:34pm
seVen - Recorded - Instrumental by Mors
#dark
#suicide
#evil
#drugs
#addiction
67 reads
1 Comment
Swan37
Poem Published
8th Jun 2021 11:04am
8th Jun 2021 11:04am
sleep deprivation
Why do floorboards creak?
I know I could google it but I actually don't care.
It's just a question I ask myself when it's 3 am and I go to the kitchen to eat peanut butter with jam.
Sometimes I eat it with a spoon and sometimes with bread.
I don't know why I do it. Probably because I can.
I'm not scared of the dark nor the things that lurk inside but sometimes when I lay in bed I feel like I'm being watched by a man.
I'm not scared of the dark but I guess that sometimes I am.
Why does time seem to stand still when I get scared?
Why does...
I know I could google it but I actually don't care.
It's just a question I ask myself when it's 3 am and I go to the kitchen to eat peanut butter with jam.
Sometimes I eat it with a spoon and sometimes with bread.
I don't know why I do it. Probably because I can.
I'm not scared of the dark nor the things that lurk inside but sometimes when I lay in bed I feel like I'm being watched by a man.
I'm not scared of the dark but I guess that sometimes I am.
Why does time seem to stand still when I get scared?
Why does...
#suicide
#insomnia
#suffering
#nightmares
#FeelingTrapped
108 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2021 2:56pm
2nd Jun 2021 2:56pm
Punch Drunk
Woke up coughing for whatever reason I can't get up
Each eyelid seems to weigh a ton, what the fuck
There seems to be a fallen building right on top of me
My breathing is painful, labored, and my voice is raspy
"Hello" is continuously forced out with no response
My eyes are slowly pried open, they hit my cheeks and brow, and they bounce
I find myself looking up at a ceiling that is totally unfamiliar
The scent is foul as hell, smothering, and it isn't familiar
Where am I and why can't I move or get up
Has all the world...
Each eyelid seems to weigh a ton, what the fuck
There seems to be a fallen building right on top of me
My breathing is painful, labored, and my voice is raspy
"Hello" is continuously forced out with no response
My eyes are slowly pried open, they hit my cheeks and brow, and they bounce
I find myself looking up at a ceiling that is totally unfamiliar
The scent is foul as hell, smothering, and it isn't familiar
Where am I and why can't I move or get up
Has all the world...
#dark
#murder
#death
#suicide
#drugs
71 reads
3 Comments
7hEAVEN
Poem Published
26th May 2021 6:50pm
26th May 2021 6:50pm
I PLANNED MY EXIT
Today depression welcomes me, another day, another excuse to fantasise being free.
I look in the mirror and witness my escape, I planned my exit, how much more can I take.
I plan it out in every single detail, do I jump or hang, do I pull the trigger, bang!
Seeking refuge from an online commute, human devils convince me to carry out my pursuit. Their not many angel’s there! I fell in to the fear loop! It's hard to find true human empathy when my demons weigh out my curiosity.
I planned my exit, doubt still lingers my mind, what if it all goes wrong, will it...
I look in the mirror and witness my escape, I planned my exit, how much more can I take.
I plan it out in every single detail, do I jump or hang, do I pull the trigger, bang!
Seeking refuge from an online commute, human devils convince me to carry out my pursuit. Their not many angel’s there! I fell in to the fear loop! It's hard to find true human empathy when my demons weigh out my curiosity.
I planned my exit, doubt still lingers my mind, what if it all goes wrong, will it...
#depression
#strength
#hope
#suicide
#MentalHealth
140 reads
1 Comment
jmerrick73
Poem Published
10th May 2021 9:45am
10th May 2021 9:45am
Suicidal Dream
I'm having a daydream.
Of a suicidal dream.
So tired of living.
This shell of a man,
This disgusting thing.
Still hating life ah fucking hell, fucking damn.
Everyday i awaken to face this cursed life.
No blessings sent my way, i just wanna die.
What is there worth waking up to?
All i see is disease and death, fuck you.
All the joy has been emptied from within.
Replaced with sorrow and the darkest sin.
The demon that lives within me is, Asmodeus.
The Demon of lust.
Twisting my mind, filling it full of wicked deeds. ...
Of a suicidal dream.
So tired of living.
This shell of a man,
This disgusting thing.
Still hating life ah fucking hell, fucking damn.
Everyday i awaken to face this cursed life.
No blessings sent my way, i just wanna die.
What is there worth waking up to?
All i see is disease and death, fuck you.
All the joy has been emptied from within.
Replaced with sorrow and the darkest sin.
The demon that lives within me is, Asmodeus.
The Demon of lust.
Twisting my mind, filling it full of wicked deeds. ...
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#dreams
#suicide
159 reads
1 Comment
SLYMBEKQUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
Poem Published
8th May 2021 11:11am
8th May 2021 11:11am
PLEASE KEEP IN MIND
#grief
#abuse
#suicide
#hurt
#fear
166 reads
9 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
7th May 2021 3:41pm
7th May 2021 3:41pm
A mother’s love never falters...
My heart shatters time & time again when I navigate my way through her sustained psychological distress, imposed upon her by a random through no fault of her own.
Childhood trauma is challenging to process, and supporting a suicidal, distressed, hormonal, unpredictable & impulsive adolescent with underlying trauma has made me think about my own existence.
There are days when I wondered if I can keep going but there’s a reason my first born was gifted to me as he keeps me balanced when I’m on the cusp of giving up.
I can’t bring myself to be so...
Childhood trauma is challenging to process, and supporting a suicidal, distressed, hormonal, unpredictable & impulsive adolescent with underlying trauma has made me think about my own existence.
There are days when I wondered if I can keep going but there’s a reason my first born was gifted to me as he keeps me balanced when I’m on the cusp of giving up.
I can’t bring myself to be so...
#grief
#children
#suicide
#healing
#hurt
134 reads
6 Comments
jmerrick73
Poem Published
20th Apr 2021 9:45am
20th Apr 2021 9:45am
The Sinning won't end until life ends
The gun is loaded and cocked.
A squeeze of the trigger and my brain gets rocked.
In a split second my life is stopped.
No more worries no more pain.
No more stress no more disdain.
Feelings of Hopelessness plague my existence.
Driving from work, heading home.
I Dread going home.
Especially when my so called home doesn't even feel like a home.
I feel like I'm a guest there.
I cannot think of anything else to compare.
I have grown to despise my life.
I have accepted the fact that happiness has ended for me.
Nothing or no one...
A squeeze of the trigger and my brain gets rocked.
In a split second my life is stopped.
No more worries no more pain.
No more stress no more disdain.
Feelings of Hopelessness plague my existence.
Driving from work, heading home.
I Dread going home.
Especially when my so called home doesn't even feel like a home.
I feel like I'm a guest there.
I cannot think of anything else to compare.
I have grown to despise my life.
I have accepted the fact that happiness has ended for me.
Nothing or no one...
#depression
#abuse
#suicide
#spiritual
#sleep
138 reads
3 Comments
u53l355
Poem Published
13th Apr 2021 3:10pm
13th Apr 2021 3:10pm
The silver lining
Clouded thoughts clearing as my mind begins to open , realising I often speak with no filter to determine someones reaction as the twisted words that leave my mouth leave cringes on the faces of those who have given me a chance of interaction
I'm starting to question my motivation
A quest for attention has lead me to this life of solitude , of course people can't take a joke when the humour isn't funny , people have backgrounds and pasts and all these years I've acted like it's a joke !
Just because I don't take anything to heart , just because I have been...
I'm starting to question my motivation
A quest for attention has lead me to this life of solitude , of course people can't take a joke when the humour isn't funny , people have backgrounds and pasts and all these years I've acted like it's a joke !
Just because I don't take anything to heart , just because I have been...
#depression
#regret
#loneliness
#ImSorry
#suicide
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1 Comment
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