Suicide Bio Poems

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She said, "I had no time for death:
Why did Creation give me lungs - two?"
I wonder about immortality, do you?
Yet I ponder, how quickly we...

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Black hole soul


Head shrinking time, got to face up to my fears.
Still writing dark rhymes, like I have been for years.
Past my best yesterday, and...

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Interesting Times


We live in interesting times when it comes to rhymes.
I can say what I want but never mind.
I went a little insane when I...

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Independent,                        ...

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September first is the day that changed my life another suicide attempt 25ish days of hospitalization.  

The police and social workers got involved. They...

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Go away anxiety you can't keep taking over me
I got this bottle in my hand and you won't take it away from me
I'm second's away...

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The land that lies


Happy dancer, singing songs,
Knowing that the end will come;
But which is the end and which new beginnings?
Waiting on the end of the...

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This poison tasted like wine enough to kill my conscious  

This fields of medicine I drank myself out of this situation of in-laws my...

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Lamenting Life Lost Before...
Last Rays Of Flickr Ring Candlelight

Approximately a dozen
orbitz around the Earth
(since mcmlix), the year
of my birth, an aversion
(stayin alive) constricted self worth

gripped...

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(okay, yukon axe me whatsapp pinning, 
     though beep pre spired, cuz mess sigh key
     threads experience...

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Do you ever see me?

I see you every night. 

I see your lifeless body under the street lights. 

I hear you mom screaming let him...

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Days of endless struggle
More hopeful pills today
Trying to appear 'normal'
In some sort of way.

It seems that the struggle
Is always here with me
And I wouldn't be...

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Fires ablaze within my eyes,
A smile concealing all my lies,
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate, shout.

Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
A vehement covet to...

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Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.
When I was so low, I cut with a blade
To punish my body for being a...

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Urban Canvas




Imagine a world of many colors with mothers, fathers’ sisters and brothers. With two sides one of both truth and lies. With a symphony...

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