Poems About Suicide by Top Critiquers
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 9:28pm
10th Feb 2025 9:28pm
What would you do for a Klondike Bar?
A woman pours gasoline all over herself and her infant child
She lights a match, and the two of them go up in flames in the middle of their playground in town
The reason...Someone asked the woman, "What would you do for a Klondike Bar?
Sucks for her and her infant.
She lights a match, and the two of them go up in flames in the middle of their playground in town
The reason...Someone asked the woman, "What would you do for a Klondike Bar?
Sucks for her and her infant.
#devil
#fire
#food
#satirical
#suicide
70 reads
15 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 00:32am
6th Aug 2019 00:32am
whisper
pain drips like a faulty faucet
it is incessant and irritating
droning on and on in the background
until it thunders in your head
drip
drip
drip
with a mind all its own the heart aches
it doesn't listen to reason
a maniac
it will send you over the edge
drip
drip
drip
it drones on and on
picking on your soft spots
until you agree with it
there is no other choice
drip
drip
drip
in death there is...
it is incessant and irritating
droning on and on in the background
until it thunders in your head
drip
drip
drip
with a mind all its own the heart aches
it doesn't listen to reason
a maniac
it will send you over the edge
drip
drip
drip
it drones on and on
picking on your soft spots
until you agree with it
there is no other choice
drip
drip
drip
in death there is...
#sadness
#love
#suicide
677 reads
19 Comments
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
220 reads
14 Comments
Her
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 11:41am
6th Nov 2024 11:41am
My Thought for Today: Silence Kills
Most often, suffering happens behind closed doors. Whatever the reason, be it depression, anxiety, abuse, neglect, loneliness, shame, serious mental Illness, addiction or addictive behavior, anything that causes a person to suffer is usually difficult for someone to talk about, so reaching out can sometimes feel near impossible. As the suffering builds, the harder it seems to ask for help and can it can become a continuous loop of anguish. The perfect recipe for that one thought to creep in and grab hold. And when that happens the people in your life may not recognize the warning signs. ...
#CallToAction
#LifeChangingMoment
#suicide
154 reads
14 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 4:47am
9th Feb 2025 4:47am
Vale America
I asked God if the American empire was murdered by an enemy.
He said, without a single tear in his all seeing eyes.
" America died by suicide not murder."
No further explanation was required.
He said, without a single tear in his all seeing eyes.
" America died by suicide not murder."
No further explanation was required.
#America
#suicide
52 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 10:54pm
20th Jul 2024 10:54pm
The Night Before
You pay attention long enough
keep your ears open
and mouth shut
there will be truths
that haunt you
as ghosts
You’ll be in a grocery store
or a social gathering
and such a truth emerges
wrapping around your ear canal
until the tunnel of listening
begins to close
No one you know
will be able to reach
the deepest chamber of your heart
sitting amid all that silence
She leans over and says
"Such a shame, isn’t it?
But you know
it’s not the gun’s fault ...
keep your ears open
and mouth shut
there will be truths
that haunt you
as ghosts
You’ll be in a grocery store
or a social gathering
and such a truth emerges
wrapping around your ear canal
until the tunnel of listening
begins to close
No one you know
will be able to reach
the deepest chamber of your heart
sitting amid all that silence
She leans over and says
"Such a shame, isn’t it?
But you know
it’s not the gun’s fault ...
#GunControl
#suicide
615 reads
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 2:03pm
26th Jul 2020 2:03pm
DEEP WITHIN THEIR EYES
I would like to take this opportunity to shed some light on something, that doesn't get talk about to much in life as it gets sweep under the rug. Yet it does exist in the world as does the sick derange individuals, who commit these kind of crimes as it happens sometimes and somewhere and someplace in someone else's life. Systematically destroying countless lives in the process, leaving behind broken spirits lost and confuse sometimes feeling abandoned, by those family members and friends that are suppose to protect them. Yet instead they are going through the silence of keeping quiet, not...
#secrets
#abuse
#suicide
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost
622 reads
9 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
Pregabalin
My brain stands the risk in this track and field event..
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
600 reads
6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2019 4:06pm
2nd Oct 2019 4:06pm
a modicum of spontaneous appreciation... of death(ly) blackhole's (re)birth, only in an undying search
staring
inadvertently long in nonchalance
at a surfacing dimension...
seem to lose
its all-so-till gathered -worldly
meanings & perceptions
dimming sudden
to an eerie switching off dark
blotch of gloominess
..of an unknown
blinding vacuum. (Fearful?
No, Why...
as never to carry
an ever-present shadowing swansong
of an apprehensible fright..)
surprisingly
turns out to be undoing
the ‘delusional' defining coordinates...
inadvertently long in nonchalance
at a surfacing dimension...
seem to lose
its all-so-till gathered -worldly
meanings & perceptions
dimming sudden
to an eerie switching off dark
blotch of gloominess
..of an unknown
blinding vacuum. (Fearful?
No, Why...
as never to carry
an ever-present shadowing swansong
of an apprehensible fright..)
surprisingly
turns out to be undoing
the ‘delusional' defining coordinates...
#love
#identity
#death
#art
#suicide
583 reads
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 2:59am
3rd Nov 2023 2:59am
Threnody
The first of May was always for play
and not to ponder lost futures upon.
But now I'll think of souls in disarray
as well as spring fresh afternoons anon.
I wish the glory of the season
might transform itself somewhat, somehow,
into a surplus of hope and reason
which may uplift the downturned brow.
I'd sweep away all thoughts of worthlessness
and the frettings that fate will bring us thorns
instead of abundant mirthfulness,
and grace, amid cornucopian horns.
So when to sunshine the bleak skies give...
and not to ponder lost futures upon.
But now I'll think of souls in disarray
as well as spring fresh afternoons anon.
I wish the glory of the season
might transform itself somewhat, somehow,
into a surplus of hope and reason
which may uplift the downturned brow.
I'd sweep away all thoughts of worthlessness
and the frettings that fate will bring us thorns
instead of abundant mirthfulness,
and grace, amid cornucopian horns.
So when to sunshine the bleak skies give...
#sadness
#grief
#suicide #despair
#suicide #despair
308 reads
6 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 3:21pm
19th Feb 2024 3:21pm
bottlecap: forbidden conversations
I'm probably going to take a beating
sharing these liquor saturated sentiments
always provided I don't wake up & chicken out
reflect & regret ever penning them
locking them in the absolutely not vault
there's a few in there...never coming up for air
but what the hell...
a bit of bottled attitude & my mind tends...to move
into some darkened cobwebby corners
touching things that slither into realms of taboo
so...let's give it a shot & kick this off
setting aside any religious beliefs
looking purely at basic humanity ...
sharing these liquor saturated sentiments
always provided I don't wake up & chicken out
reflect & regret ever penning them
locking them in the absolutely not vault
there's a few in there...never coming up for air
but what the hell...
a bit of bottled attitude & my mind tends...to move
into some darkened cobwebby corners
touching things that slither into realms of taboo
so...let's give it a shot & kick this off
setting aside any religious beliefs
looking purely at basic humanity ...
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#honesty
253 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 12:56pm
19th Nov 2024 12:56pm
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
150 reads
4 Comments
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