Poems About Suicide Published by Members Recently Online
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Nobody cares whether he lives or dies,
So he loses his reasons for living
The girl he loves doesn’t love him
She turned down his advances
No woman has ever returned his love
He feels as if he doesn’t fit in with others
And sadness is his only friend
He’s ignorant of the sting of death,
But he doesn’t want to continue living this way
Life without love means nothing to him,
So today he’s going to kill himself
He’s standing on the edge of the roof of a skyscraper
A gusty wind is blowing from the north
He’s trembling and his...
So he loses his reasons for living
The girl he loves doesn’t love him
She turned down his advances
No woman has ever returned his love
He feels as if he doesn’t fit in with others
And sadness is his only friend
He’s ignorant of the sting of death,
But he doesn’t want to continue living this way
Life without love means nothing to him,
So today he’s going to kill himself
He’s standing on the edge of the roof of a skyscraper
A gusty wind is blowing from the north
He’s trembling and his...
#sadness
#love
#women
#death
#suicide
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4 Comments
Absent
Numerically correct,
new miracles are set to seem improbable.
Vicariously intact,
the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.
I’m incomparable,
like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.
Highly programmable,
written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.
Stopped to a halt, similar like deep sea salt
my aging seems to be a hoax.
Never did you hear me plan to live forever.
The fact of the matter is my chatter seems to reach out
to whoever hears it first.
Not the latter.
...
new miracles are set to seem improbable.
Vicariously intact,
the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.
I’m incomparable,
like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.
Highly programmable,
written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.
Stopped to a halt, similar like deep sea salt
my aging seems to be a hoax.
Never did you hear me plan to live forever.
The fact of the matter is my chatter seems to reach out
to whoever hears it first.
Not the latter.
...
#death
#SelfHarm
#suicide
417 reads
6 Comments
Absent
Numerically correct,
new miracles are set to seem improbable.
Vicariously intact,
the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.
I’m incomparable,
like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.
Highly programmable,
written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.
Stopped to a halt, similar like deep sea salt
my aging seems to be a hoax.
Never did you hear me plan to live forever.
The fact of the matter is my chatter seems to reach out
to whoever hears it first.
Not the latter.
...
new miracles are set to seem improbable.
Vicariously intact,
the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.
I’m incomparable,
like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.
Highly programmable,
written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.
Stopped to a halt, similar like deep sea salt
my aging seems to be a hoax.
Never did you hear me plan to live forever.
The fact of the matter is my chatter seems to reach out
to whoever hears it first.
Not the latter.
...
#death
#SelfHarm
#suicide
417 reads
6 Comments
Absent
Numerically correct,
new miracles are set to seem improbable.
Vicariously intact,
the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.
I’m incomparable,
like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.
Highly programmable,
written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.
Stopped to a halt, similar like deep sea salt
my aging seems to be a hoax.
Never did you hear me plan to live forever.
The fact of the matter is my chatter seems to reach out
to whoever hears it first.
Not the latter.
...
new miracles are set to seem improbable.
Vicariously intact,
the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.
I’m incomparable,
like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.
Highly programmable,
written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.
Stopped to a halt, similar like deep sea salt
my aging seems to be a hoax.
Never did you hear me plan to live forever.
The fact of the matter is my chatter seems to reach out
to whoever hears it first.
Not the latter.
...
#death
#SelfHarm
#suicide
417 reads
6 Comments
Lets Fight Together
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
#hope
#strength
#success
#suicide
#uplifting
146 reads
4 Comments
Lets Fight Together
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
#hope
#strength
#success
#suicide
#uplifting
146 reads
4 Comments
Lets Fight Together
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
#hope
#strength
#success
#suicide
#uplifting
146 reads
4 Comments
Lets Fight Together
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
#hope
#strength
#success
#suicide
#uplifting
146 reads
4 Comments
Lets Fight Together
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
#hope
#strength
#success
#suicide
#uplifting
146 reads
4 Comments
Letter From a Dead Man
the obituary~
the news is old
but the pain of death
is new... again
you took all my options
for reconciliation,
swallowed them down
with cheap vodka
and finally got some sleep
my earliest memory of you
remains a dust cloud
of machine-gunned questions;
your round, 8-year old face
with eyes that were always
a little too frantic,
hands twisting into each other
while I gathered my timid words
to provide answers;
you never seemed to mind,
playing jump rope
with...
the news is old
but the pain of death
is new... again
you took all my options
for reconciliation,
swallowed them down
with cheap vodka
and finally got some sleep
my earliest memory of you
remains a dust cloud
of machine-gunned questions;
your round, 8-year old face
with eyes that were always
a little too frantic,
hands twisting into each other
while I gathered my timid words
to provide answers;
you never seemed to mind,
playing jump rope
with...
#grief
#friendship
#death #suicide
#death #suicide
280 reads
7 Comments
Letter From a Dead Man
the obituary~
the news is old
but the pain of death
is new... again
you took all my options
for reconciliation,
swallowed them down
with cheap vodka
and finally got some sleep
my earliest memory of you
remains a dust cloud
of machine-gunned questions;
your round, 8-year old face
with eyes that were always
a little too frantic,
hands twisting into each other
while I gathered my timid words
to provide answers;
you never seemed to mind,
playing jump rope
with...
the news is old
but the pain of death
is new... again
you took all my options
for reconciliation,
swallowed them down
with cheap vodka
and finally got some sleep
my earliest memory of you
remains a dust cloud
of machine-gunned questions;
your round, 8-year old face
with eyes that were always
a little too frantic,
hands twisting into each other
while I gathered my timid words
to provide answers;
you never seemed to mind,
playing jump rope
with...
#grief
#friendship
#death #suicide
#death #suicide
280 reads
7 Comments
Letter From a Dead Man
the obituary~
the news is old
but the pain of death
is new... again
you took all my options
for reconciliation,
swallowed them down
with cheap vodka
and finally got some sleep
my earliest memory of you
remains a dust cloud
of machine-gunned questions;
your round, 8-year old face
with eyes that were always
a little too frantic,
hands twisting into each other
while I gathered my timid words
to provide answers;
you never seemed to mind,
playing jump rope
with...
the news is old
but the pain of death
is new... again
you took all my options
for reconciliation,
swallowed them down
with cheap vodka
and finally got some sleep
my earliest memory of you
remains a dust cloud
of machine-gunned questions;
your round, 8-year old face
with eyes that were always
a little too frantic,
hands twisting into each other
while I gathered my timid words
to provide answers;
you never seemed to mind,
playing jump rope
with...
#grief
#friendship
#death #suicide
#death #suicide
280 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Suicide Published by Members Recently Online