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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Gorotika
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 1:36am
13th Jan 2025 1:36am
Expiration date
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 7:51pm
10th Jan 2025 7:51pm
Flowers for Confessors
after TS Eliot
Anne Sexton was obsessed with death,
That bellringer, this gravedigger.
In stylish dress, with gin-smoked breath,
Her corpse lolled in the gas-drenched car.
Cocktail sticks poke out her eyes,
The housewife’s life in grim surmise.
Measured out in olives, parts,
Domestic violence, artichoke hearts.
Plath, I guess, preceded her,
As death begets, like rabbits breed.
She sought a solace in the slur
Against fathers, the daughter’s need.
She knew the pain of too much sense,
The flowers...
Anne Sexton was obsessed with death,
That bellringer, this gravedigger.
In stylish dress, with gin-smoked breath,
Her corpse lolled in the gas-drenched car.
Cocktail sticks poke out her eyes,
The housewife’s life in grim surmise.
Measured out in olives, parts,
Domestic violence, artichoke hearts.
Plath, I guess, preceded her,
As death begets, like rabbits breed.
She sought a solace in the slur
Against fathers, the daughter’s need.
She knew the pain of too much sense,
The flowers...
#historical
#MentalHealth
#suicide #WritingPoetry
#suicide #WritingPoetry
77 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 7:13am
9th Jan 2025 7:13am
the line beneath the metaphors
You ask me how I am
and we talk around the problem
your frustration
my lingering silence
if I don't tell you what's wrong
it won't make this real
I dream of ocean tides
pulling me under
it's only half a metaphor
I'm both the victim
and the predator
Top me up with dopamine
readjust these mood drops with Prozac
and enough talk therapy
to make me lose my voice
and the desire to set
my own mind on fire
You ask me how I am
and I dodge the question
like I dodge every...
and we talk around the problem
your frustration
my lingering silence
if I don't tell you what's wrong
it won't make this real
I dream of ocean tides
pulling me under
it's only half a metaphor
I'm both the victim
and the predator
Top me up with dopamine
readjust these mood drops with Prozac
and enough talk therapy
to make me lose my voice
and the desire to set
my own mind on fire
You ask me how I am
and I dodge the question
like I dodge every...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
135 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 9:53pm
5th Jan 2025 9:53pm
Sunday January 5th
Mommy, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!!
#children
#dark
#death
#father
#suicide
96 reads
17 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 12:58pm
5th Jan 2025 12:58pm
I heard she's happier now
A husband & wife living in Philadelphia had been married for over 25 years. He faithfully visited his wife in the hospital everyday, where she laid in a coma for several months in 1999 with little hope for recovery. Distraught over the loss of his longtime companion, the husband committed suicide in their home. Hours later, his wife woke up!
#illness
#love
#marriage
#ShortStory
#suicide
63 reads
13 Comments
Heart_of_Stone
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 1:15pm
30th Dec 2024 1:15pm
Written fro a Friend
Living life
self proclaimed
Born under the house of rebellion
And the sun/son of self restraint in retrograde
Pointing at your heart
here
aim right here
But life just laughs
taking the easy way out
wearing you down
Holding you under
choking on the vomit
spitting up sin
If you die of loneliness
would that be a suicide
Or just a forgotten tragedy
self proclaimed
Born under the house of rebellion
And the sun/son of self restraint in retrograde
Pointing at your heart
here
aim right here
But life just laughs
taking the easy way out
wearing you down
Holding you under
choking on the vomit
spitting up sin
If you die of loneliness
would that be a suicide
Or just a forgotten tragedy
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 10:09am
30th Dec 2024 10:09am
Tell me
how did it feel?
when you stood there
out on the reels
looking down
from the building
did night
lean
apologetic
against you?
Sometimes I bleed
unfinished letters
my pencil hesitant
opening into acceptance
revealing how
he must have landed in my heart chamber
when he jumped from the 14th floor
I incubated lavender in each splinter
knowing it is his birthday soon
and once again I remember
how his chestnut hair ...
when you stood there
out on the reels
looking down
from the building
did night
lean
apologetic
against you?
Sometimes I bleed
unfinished letters
my pencil hesitant
opening into acceptance
revealing how
he must have landed in my heart chamber
when he jumped from the 14th floor
I incubated lavender in each splinter
knowing it is his birthday soon
and once again I remember
how his chestnut hair ...
#FirstLove
#suicide
203 reads
14 Comments
thoughtsdie
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 7:20am
21st Dec 2024 7:20am
What is left
Sometimes I don't know
What keeps me here
What tortures me enough to stay
I can't tell what I am anymore
A roll of flesh
Wanting nothing more than decay
To be consumed by earths hunger
or
A demon devouring itself away?
What keeps me here
What tortures me enough to stay
I can't tell what I am anymore
A roll of flesh
Wanting nothing more than decay
To be consumed by earths hunger
or
A demon devouring itself away?
#dark
#death
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
124 reads
0 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 11:38am
18th Dec 2024 11:38am
Her Father’s Toilet
#abuse
#childhood
#MeToo
#SelfHarm
#suicide
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 9:40am
18th Dec 2024 9:40am
Not Alone
you haven't slept in weeks
everyone speaks
but no one hears you talking
and you cried
when I
showed you a bit of kindness
you said you'll kill yourself
you'll kill yourself
you'll hurt yourself tonight
feeling shunned away
fom stupid things said
but you are more than your mistakes
you say you hate yourself
you hate yourself
you can't stand the pain
I know it's hard to believe
but there is better days
and there are people who care
the divide gets sickening
we all feel secluded
but...
everyone speaks
but no one hears you talking
and you cried
when I
showed you a bit of kindness
you said you'll kill yourself
you'll kill yourself
you'll hurt yourself tonight
feeling shunned away
fom stupid things said
but you are more than your mistakes
you say you hate yourself
you hate yourself
you can't stand the pain
I know it's hard to believe
but there is better days
and there are people who care
the divide gets sickening
we all feel secluded
but...
#depression
#suicide
#support
141 reads
1 Comment
u53l355
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 5:31pm
12th Dec 2024 5:31pm
Dead
My body slowly becomes intertwined with the soil,
Feeding the worms , giving back to the earth.
I have never felt so free.
- Forgotten writer
Feeding the worms , giving back to the earth.
I have never felt so free.
- Forgotten writer
#dark
#death
#depression
#suffering
#suicide
108 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Bumped 11th Dec 2024 5:54am
1st Sep 2019 8:09am
1st Sep 2019 8:09am
Calls From The Beyond
I hear the voices calling,
Somewhere from the darkness in the beyond,
Like a choir and orchestra,
Playing a symphony,
With a beautiful ethereal song.
But they tell me its selfishness,
When one walks on the edge in this path,
Contemplation is but a mere reflection,
When the desire for death comes and goes.
There is so much beauty in it,
The culmination of life,
Leaving unanswered questions,
Like triumph and tragedy,
A mystery for those left behind.
Doesn’t anyone else hear the shadows?
A languid guilt...
Somewhere from the darkness in the beyond,
Like a choir and orchestra,
Playing a symphony,
With a beautiful ethereal song.
But they tell me its selfishness,
When one walks on the edge in this path,
Contemplation is but a mere reflection,
When the desire for death comes and goes.
There is so much beauty in it,
The culmination of life,
Leaving unanswered questions,
Like triumph and tragedy,
A mystery for those left behind.
Doesn’t anyone else hear the shadows?
A languid guilt...
#death
#suicide
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
771 reads
8 Comments
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