Ode Suicide Poems | Ode Poems About Suicide
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You have my soul, but you have your fate
Whatever your words, I’m willing to take
You have my word; I’ll give you my breath
It’s like a chain that would never be break
You are my love with all my heart,
I’ll fight for you with all my might.
And in the way, you admire your goals,
You hold my hands, but not so close.
As you go to your chosen path,
I’ll accept the fact that we will be apart.
In the dark side, I leave behind
Within my faith, that you’ll arise
Please don’t look back, coz I’m fighting still
I’m hurting so much! Don’t want to have you near
I accept my fate for what it does,
I’m bleeding so much, do you know for whom it was?
You reach your goals, as you want to have,
Would you remind the man that gave what he had?
As you reach the stars, and be the one
Be a sun that shines its own.
After the rain, the rainbow comes,
Like dark in the moon, when the light flash
A glimpse from you at least a short
For then I knew my pain is worth.
I followed your every footsteps,
for awhile now.
It's leading me to the same spot,
that it left you, Marcus.
You were my role model,
my leader from the start.
My best friend from the day
that we met in the park.
I was your follower,
you never complained.
You were my leader
all just the same.
But now, I'm starting
That all through these years,
I've been following the wrong guy.
I've purposely been following you.
But your starting to do things
that I don't want to do.
I am now the leader
and you are following me.
This is not
how it was meant to be.
Asking you to stop,
you always refuse.
You say you won't give up
until you have to move.
We both know very well,
that you will never move.
It's a family tradition
in where you can not move.
I will have to wait
until I can move.
For I am still to young
and my 'family' chooses not to.
I now have to make a choice,
a huge one on my part.
It's starting to dawn on me
that you like me.
I know very well
that you don't break promises.
Yet, you promised me
that you like me.
The real promise
is pretty harmful.
I can't let you
go through with it.
You said that if I
don't believe you like me,
you'll commit suicide.
There's one problem with that.
I have dysthymia.
Incase you don't know
what that is.
It's pretty much low self-esteem
and cutting yourself.
I can't believe people
when they say they like me.
No matter what they do,
I just can't, my mind won't allow it.
So this may be
the end, I really hope not though.
Please don't be serious,
-Yes, this actually happened today (October 20, 2013). I feel really bad that I can't help him. But, I really do have dysthymia and major depression. I have thought about suicide myself, and came pretty close. But I don't want it to happen to anyone else. Especially not Marcus. Thanks..!-