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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Everavalon
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 2:32pm
17th Jul 2024 2:32pm
The watchers of old
They can taste my thoughts—
the watchers of old
As tantalizing as they may be to ingest
my musings are bitter and chalky
The glaze of desire that flavours the shire
bears the tang of fixation
Vast ponderings of “what if”
“What for” and “how come”
I’m wholly conscious of the strangulation of life
O’ sailors of yore
lingering in dark recollections
Emaciated and stagnating
in peril and
Feral
Bleeding lore from the watchers of old
The voice of reason remains unseasoned
Festering...
the watchers of old
As tantalizing as they may be to ingest
my musings are bitter and chalky
The glaze of desire that flavours the shire
bears the tang of fixation
Vast ponderings of “what if”
“What for” and “how come”
I’m wholly conscious of the strangulation of life
O’ sailors of yore
lingering in dark recollections
Emaciated and stagnating
in peril and
Feral
Bleeding lore from the watchers of old
The voice of reason remains unseasoned
Festering...
#dark
#depression
#suicide
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hurriicaness
Poem Published
14th Jul 2024 00:32am
14th Jul 2024 00:32am
death crosses my mind
death crosses my mind often.
some days, it's a walk down a sunny street.
lurking in the background, waiting to make its appearance
other days, it is crossing a river after a flood
aggressive and determined, it will make it to the other side
and then comes the boat, or the good samaritan.
sometimes death crosses my mind like a kid on their way to the ice cream truck,
excited and ready to get a sno-ball, or fudge pop.
i've come to realize, death never leaves my mind.
some days it's easier to ignore than others.
but sometimes as death is...
some days, it's a walk down a sunny street.
lurking in the background, waiting to make its appearance
other days, it is crossing a river after a flood
aggressive and determined, it will make it to the other side
and then comes the boat, or the good samaritan.
sometimes death crosses my mind like a kid on their way to the ice cream truck,
excited and ready to get a sno-ball, or fudge pop.
i've come to realize, death never leaves my mind.
some days it's easier to ignore than others.
but sometimes as death is...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#sadness #suicide
#sadness #suicide
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 3:33pm
7th Jul 2024 3:33pm
Double Vision
Crystal pistol pressed against salty lips
Another round chambered we'll on oblivions way
Too numb to open those eyes
pick that discarded carcass off the floor
Seemed like a good idea pills and booze
Navigating pains threshold
Got that card fully stamped
The world can fucking burn
Why bother pullng up from that downward spin
Life inevitably ends so they say
Another round chambered we'll on oblivions way
Too numb to open those eyes
pick that discarded carcass off the floor
Seemed like a good idea pills and booze
Navigating pains threshold
Got that card fully stamped
The world can fucking burn
Why bother pullng up from that downward spin
Life inevitably ends so they say
#drugs
#suffering
#suicide
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Awkward_Sasquatch1
Sasquatch
Sasquatch
Poem Published
1st Jul 2024 11:42pm
1st Jul 2024 11:42pm
Foretelling
Darkness looms on the horizon,
Gloomy and growing closer.
The winds of The End draw near,
Bringing sour and repulsive haunts.
Daylight fades into the clouds,
Birds and fish alike do flee.
Do not expect for to find joy,
This day may be the last.
Finding a rest, untold glory,
Sipping from streams of ecstasy.
At last, the moon is setting,
Yet dear Sol is naught to rise.
Gloomy and growing closer.
The winds of The End draw near,
Bringing sour and repulsive haunts.
Daylight fades into the clouds,
Birds and fish alike do flee.
Do not expect for to find joy,
This day may be the last.
Finding a rest, untold glory,
Sipping from streams of ecstasy.
At last, the moon is setting,
Yet dear Sol is naught to rise.
#sadness
#suicide
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I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
29th Jun 2024 6:28am
29th Jun 2024 6:28am
#9
Strike a match,
Shiny silver steel.
Wet red,
Dry red,
It's all the same feel.
Make a difference or just stay concealed?
Is the pain to great or are you just unwilling to heal?
Cold hands in a cold night?
Get some gloves so you wont have to fight.
Most stay scared but it will be alright.
These feelings we feel tend to draw the strings tight,
Just please remember that that's part of life.
Talk.
Let it out because I want to hear.
You stay silent all your life cus you give in to your fear.
Don't do that, let God...
Shiny silver steel.
Wet red,
Dry red,
It's all the same feel.
Make a difference or just stay concealed?
Is the pain to great or are you just unwilling to heal?
Cold hands in a cold night?
Get some gloves so you wont have to fight.
Most stay scared but it will be alright.
These feelings we feel tend to draw the strings tight,
Just please remember that that's part of life.
Talk.
Let it out because I want to hear.
You stay silent all your life cus you give in to your fear.
Don't do that, let God...
#anxiety
#fear
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#suicide
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 10:45am
25th Jun 2024 10:45am
On His Anniversary
Every time my wife enters the pool, she can't keep her head above the water
It would look as though she was drowning
I would jump in and save her from the deep end
I'd say, stay in the shallow section, over here
She wouldn't say much and just shake her head
Luckily, I have a lock on the gate, which surrounds the entire in ground pool
I'm the only one that knows the code
I don't allow her near the pool, unless I'm nearby
I needed to install this a few years back, since a tragedy occurred
Our son, who was 4 years old went by the edge of the pool and...
It would look as though she was drowning
I would jump in and save her from the deep end
I'd say, stay in the shallow section, over here
She wouldn't say much and just shake her head
Luckily, I have a lock on the gate, which surrounds the entire in ground pool
I'm the only one that knows the code
I don't allow her near the pool, unless I'm nearby
I needed to install this a few years back, since a tragedy occurred
Our son, who was 4 years old went by the edge of the pool and...
#death
#family
#son
#suicide
#tragedy
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poetic_gawdess
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 4:29am
25th Jun 2024 4:29am
Walls of Jericho
Built up by aggression,
anger,
fear,
depression.
Fuck,
I’m exhausted.
My grip,
I almost lost it.
The mortar that holds these walls
is thinning from my exasperation
from the demons
that I’m facing,
fucking contemplating
do I let them win,
or do I try and make it?
I’m so tired of faking,
so tired of pretending like I’m happy..
Sometimes I wonder if I’m gone,
could I truly be happy?
Set free from the bounds of this
world that doesn’t love me..
What would my God think?
Would he hate me...
anger,
fear,
depression.
Fuck,
I’m exhausted.
My grip,
I almost lost it.
The mortar that holds these walls
is thinning from my exasperation
from the demons
that I’m facing,
fucking contemplating
do I let them win,
or do I try and make it?
I’m so tired of faking,
so tired of pretending like I’m happy..
Sometimes I wonder if I’m gone,
could I truly be happy?
Set free from the bounds of this
world that doesn’t love me..
What would my God think?
Would he hate me...
#anxiety
#boredom
#emotional
#sadness
#suicide
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Punisher868
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2024 4:12am
22nd Jun 2024 4:12am
Eternal Tie
Tonight is the last night of loneliness
Everything meticulously planned, just as it was in my dreams
Each detail of this night has been carefully crafted
It must be perfect for there can only one attempt at this
Rose petals sprinkled about and music turned low
Champagne poured in the only 2 glasses I own
Each chair strategically placed
Hoping that upon entry all that’s seen is my face
The clock is ticking loudly over the sound of my heart beat
Time to start, this new romance quickly approaches
Ive coveted this for longer than I can remember ...
Everything meticulously planned, just as it was in my dreams
Each detail of this night has been carefully crafted
It must be perfect for there can only one attempt at this
Rose petals sprinkled about and music turned low
Champagne poured in the only 2 glasses I own
Each chair strategically placed
Hoping that upon entry all that’s seen is my face
The clock is ticking loudly over the sound of my heart beat
Time to start, this new romance quickly approaches
Ive coveted this for longer than I can remember ...
#despair
#emotional
#emptiness
#hurt
#suicide
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 7:48pm
18th Jun 2024 7:48pm
Looking out for herself
She told the police on her boyfriend
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
#apathy
#heartbroken
#prison
#rejection
#suicide
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 12:43pm
18th Jun 2024 12:43pm
Gambling's Fun Until You Lose
Neil Anblomi of Italy took a trip to Las Vegas and sent some letters back home in 1994. His letters telling loved ones his tales of American adventure. One letter told them he had a win of $2,500.00 on roulette. Another was about seeing Wayne Newton live, enjoying the performance immensely. In a postcard to his mother, he talked about how exhausting gambling could be, but told her not to worry. "I am sensible, so I won't blow my savings." He told her of his plans to see the Grand Canyon by helicopter and maybe buy a ticket to a magic show. On August 1st, 1994, Anblomi threw himself...
#addiction
#fiction
#holiday
#ShortStory
#suicide
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 10:23pm
17th Jun 2024 10:23pm
Renewed
You’ve spent so long convincing yourself that you’ll never be loved
That sometimes you look at yourself in the chanced-upon gaze
Of a seeing surface and think that maybe it’s not true
That you don’t have to be the abuse statistic
The suicide marker but can crawl up through dirt
To stand on the grave and be renewed
That sometimes you look at yourself in the chanced-upon gaze
Of a seeing surface and think that maybe it’s not true
That you don’t have to be the abuse statistic
The suicide marker but can crawl up through dirt
To stand on the grave and be renewed
#abuse
#courage
#strength #suicide
#strength #suicide
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