Husband Suicide Poems | Husband Poems About Suicide

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Suicide Mind

What makes the decision
To flick the switch
To end ones life
For the sake of it
Troubled, debts
Bullied at school
Fork in the road
To let death rule
Mums, dads
Daughters and sons
What ever affects them 
They just can't outrun
Sadness and tears
By all left behind
Will they ever understand
Suicide Mind

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |

The cheating sin

She comes home to a silent room
Waiting for the greeting that she yearned to hear each day
Instead the noise that met her ear
Was of the most surprise to her
It was moaning and a groaning
And something she has never heard
She walked around to see what it was
In her mind she already knew
There he was and there she was
staring in each others eyes
Caught in the mist of the action
That just ruined both of their lives
She ran out so fast but didn't know where to go 
But her mind was way ahead
She put the car in reverse and skidded down the street
Before he ever could reach the door
She never talked to him again
But her heart wanted to each day
He cheated and she couldn't believe it
That was the end of their days
Years went by and she is trying to forget
But the pain keeps seeping back in
So uncontrollable, so unfathomable
She just wanted to the pain to end
Slowly and surely she drank away every hurt in her body
Till the night she drove herself off that cliff
Into the water that remained below
She did it  because her heart couldn't be mended 
Nor fixed of all the pain
He will never get to see her face
But will always remember her pain

Copyright © Jasmine Jorden | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

The ballad of the woman who didn't want to leave

There is no one to trust, 
there is no one who cares,
the pain destroying a caring woman,
and only lies, more lies and loneliness surrounded her.

He ignored her painful screams,
he kept hurting her without regret,
he hijacked her dreams and happiness,
and now he states she is unstable.

She is losing hope,
the only little golden thread,
that made her float.

She is falling in the abyss.
She hears the voices kicking her,
wound after wound.
It is never going to heal.

Cut the pain,
cut the pain.
She has no control over her happiness and life,
but she has control over her death.
Cut the pain,
make it stop.

Copyright © Clementine Hope | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

a wife and mother's despair

Elegant neck, 
long neck.
If it is cut, 
the blood feels warm, 
running in the hands,

Dizzy head, 
all becomes black.
She is the light of my life.
An immense sadness fills my chest.
Sadness, because I won't see her anymore.
Sadness, because I would move away from her,
because I would no longer exist,
and I could not... 
listen her laugh again, 
smell her hair again,
feel her hugs again,
I could not listen again "mom, I love you".

The immense sadness would last only seconds,
then it would no longer exist.
No more pain,
no more happy memories, 
no more sad memories.

I don't want to lose her!
The blood feels warm in the hands,
but it is just in my mind.
My body stays here,

There is no freedom,
no dignity.
My dreams are hostages of the selfish tyrant.
My life is in his hands.

I want to stick my head out of the water,
get some air, 
I want to be able to breath.
It suffocates me.
I want to have hope again. 
I need it.
I need to have strength again.

Copyright © Clementine Hope | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Trickle of red on carpet blue

Trickle of red on carpet blue.

A journey of love lost, a stain of loving you.

Watch the river flow to a place unknown

In the fading light see the power of love unfold

Trickle of red, no more fears can be fed

As the movement over surface grows

The story of our love corrodes

The memory of our life echoes

In the silent dark of our sorrows.

Copyright © T.I.R.O. JY | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

searching for something human left in him

Each day I feel the blade above my neck.
Each day is another humiliation.
Hoping that he throws at me any sign of love...or maybe affection.
Like a starving dog that turns any tiny breadcrumb that the despot throws, in a feast.  
It is no longer humiliation, because there is no dignity. 

Has he ever loved me or it was just the novelty of the moment?
is there something human in that beast?
it there some truth in his life?
is there some honor in his life?
or is he just a coward?

Copyright © Clementine Hope | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

my life in his hands

The blade would enter,
ending the pain.
It would bring pain and maybe remorse,
but that pain,
would be less that the one caused by the tyrant,
and the remorse would be brief. 

You take all from me, and you  make fun of me.
Is there anything human left in you?
Former love that you felt for me,
help me to find something good on him.

Now I detest him,
I detest that he has my happiness on his hands,
my dreams, my life.

He plays with them with his filthy fingers,
he looks at me with contempt,
he enjoys throwing at me scraps of his love,
and watching how I devour them with hunger. 
I'm starving for love.

My beautiful girl,
if you knew how he is,
would you still love him?
why you throw to that swine the treasure of your love?
he doesn't deserve the love of anyone.

Copyright © Clementine Hope | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

which one would it be

Jump and hang around,
cut and let it flow,
turn it on and fall asleep,
which one would it be?

I don't want to go,
I don't want to leave,
but without you 
I would rather die,
I know you wouldn't hold me tight.
Hear my scream, 
come for me!
I need you.

Copyright © Clementine Hope | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Fires of Hell

Standing in an empty room, alarms blaring.
Kids run out of the school, screams echo on the walls, she called Hell.
She sits on the floor, fire rages beside her.
She watches as the flames dance closer and closer to her flushed body.
Songs of pain and misery play in her head.
She starts to sing. A lick of fire meets her foot, consumes it hungrily.
The fire spreads, her voice rings louder and louder as her body burns.
Students turn to the noise, the vice principal knows this voice. She hears it
day by day.
Her little girl, is in a burning building. The mother rushes to the doors,
is stopped by men in red.
Smoke swirls around the lady in a gray misery.
She falls to her knees, as does the girl.
Both have lost control of their legs.
The mother recognizes the song, it was one she sang to her daughter as a child.
She sings, through her tears.
The daughter turns at the sound of her mothers voice.
She hadn't heard  her mother sing since she was a 12,'when her father died.
The girl starts to cry and goes to move to leave, to escape the flames of hell she lit.
She falls and is consumed.

When the fire is out, and the mother finds the girl.
All that is left is a locket. With her daughter and Husband. Ingraved with the words.
'Im Sorry.'

Copyright © Paige Reed | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Suicide via Love

My heart dies
Everytime you hurt me
My eyes cry tears
When you break my heart
Over and over again 
I loose little pieces of my soul
When you treat me with such indifference
Sometimes when I glance in the mirror
I cannot see my reflection staring back at me
Because my soul is slowly dying
Piece by piece is chipped away and lost
Because of the infinite sorrow
That you inflict upon me with such malice
I cannot go on like this
But, I won't be breathing much longer
You are killing me, causing me to expire
Every minute of every day

I hold out my arms to embrace
Death, an ending so sweet
To such a tragic existence
When the clock strikes midnight
I take journey to the cemetary
As I walk the eerie grounds
My heart is filled with envy
For the corpses that lay here
Are numb, they feel no more pain
No more broken hearts, no more abuse
They are forever free of their torment
The banshees will be coming for me soon
When I hear their screams I will eagerly
Run to them embracing the end of my
Tortured and disappointing life
For I never got my horse drawn carriage 
I never got to go to the ball in my 
Blue satin gown and glass slippers
Prince Charming never came for me either
There are two Princes that will come for me though
The first is the Prince of Nightmares: I have known him
For years just by many different names and faces
This Prince always wants the same things: my love,
My support, my sexuality, my womb or my devotion.
This Prince of Nightmares hypnotizes me first with his charms
Then on his elevator we descend right into the pits of Hell together
He leaves me there alone to rot and decay in his blackened abyss 
While he takes the elevator back to where we just left from
The second Prince I will meet is the Prince of Darkness
We shall make each other's acquaintance very soon
For too many sins with my Prince's of Nightmares has
Assured me a place in his fiery den
Leaving my body a pile of ashes 

Copyright © Courtney Dyer | Year Posted 2008

Details | Free verse |

Ninth Floor

Ninth floor.
Invitation to freedom.
Spread the arms and step out.
Fly away.
Let the hell behind.
Problems gone.
Feel the wind.
Lightness, perhaps happiness.
Last seconds: maybe fear.
It doesn't matter,
it will be over soon.
At last free.
Far from his reach.
He doesn't control me anymore.
He kidnapped my happiness, my dreams,
he killed my hope.
He owns my life,
but I own my death.
Ninth floor,
the door to freedom.

Copyright © Clementine Hope | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Sweet Suicide

You are poison to any woman
Wrecking havoc on her life
After you sire her soul with your razor sharp fangs
She will now be an immortal being
That eternally belongs to you
Despite the appearance of freedom
There is no escape from your dungeon
For you grip her tightly by your leash
Not because you want her to love
But so she will remain yours
For once a feminine spirit has 
The misfortune to cross your path
She becomes like a zombie
She is trapped in the abyss
Where you have been roaming 
Since the beginning of your existence
You are unable to escape and pull yourself out
So you are determined to acquire as many visitors
As you can to share your misery with 
Then they too start to sink deeper into this web of darkness
One by one like dominos they 
Plunge deeper and deeper into the abyss
Though you see your loved ones drowning
You will not set them free
The ones who love you are choking
On the tears that they have cried
Because of the pain you 
Have tormented them with
Many who loved you reached out their hand
And tried to help you climb out of your entrapment 
But, you unleashed your monster
Making them regret every attempt to rescue you
That is why when anyone catches a glimpse of you
Out of the corner of their eye 
They should vamoose at once
Because loving you will never bring them bliss
It is only a sweet suicide to their heart

Copyright © Courtney Dyer | Year Posted 2007