Best Suicidal Poems

On a special Suicidal Night,
I sit alone inside this nightmare 
In a nightmare with no windows 
Nobody can see me
I can see nobody

Flowers, above
My eyes...

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Enroling  you a worm (cumbersome and)
hairy, you- scimitar of leaves
Knows the pain ,writhing pupae
Abandoned and convicted
Constricted hanging straightjacket
Squirming like a jackrabbit
Gagged nocturnally - ...

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Someone who knows
Said You were an old ancient Tree,
But at the time, it didn’t really matter, 
Or seem important to me.
I knew You only for...

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My appreciation Francis Crasto for allowing me to collaborate with you as your 'psychiatrist' on ‘A MAN UNDER STRESS’- A great sequel to your recent...

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Let's All Drink to Lockdown 
by Jan Beaumont ©

I'm normally a social girl
I love to meet my mates
But lately with the virus here
We can't go...

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She went to sleep
closing her eyes
beginning to dream
of broken butterflies
tearing her lovely monarch wings
on faithless love that angels sings...

She finds shiny metal in kitchen sink
in...

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This won't be a pretty picture, but I'm going to use this paper to put my art on
I'm not heartless, let me show you where...

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Theres a man in the sky, can you see him hiding, crouching behind the grey mist rising. 
Thunder and lightning seems to guide him to...

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What can I say that I haven’t said before
What can I recite to tell how much more
You mean to my world
How that I’ve never felt...

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Monday Morning Madness

Just because the morning starts
like the morning straight from hell,
and the little one is screaming
and you need a magic spell,
just because you burned...

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She is sad,
but what else is new.
She is hurt,
well you would be too.
She is dying,
only from what she has done.
She is alone,
because she wants no...

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Your large stuffed synthetic sack
and the aching bones and muscles
that strain against the pain
of a planet that you're sure must hate you,
are sure that you...

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To stop her tears flowing endlessly, 
remembering eleven years ago,
a helpless injured body, beaten
By her own hands,
 smashed her head on the wall, 
 dripping...

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She told me to write about love…
…fine.

…

I gave up on you.
I gave up on your testaments.
I gave up on the way you said to hold...

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Hope is sometimes all we have to keep going in life
Especially when we may feel sadness, failure or strife
A few bad days can turn into...

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