Long Death suicide Poems

You showed shock and dismay when I said....maybe my 50th is when it would happen. I couldn't deal with aging. I couldn't deal with death, yet again. I said how I would plan it...not to...

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Do you know the value of life?
You don't but you do
Deep inside
Who do you think you work for to learn how to walk?
Who do you think you work for when you take good grades in...

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I'm dying and I'm angry because it isn't fair,
and with my family, friends and loved ones this news I will not share.
It's hell for me to be going through all of this alone, but that...

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To whom it may concern
Don’t be shocked what you are about to learn
In any case, this is a suicide note
The last thing on this earth I wrote
Just listen, I don’t need you to reply
As I...

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Another day, life without purpose:
Beaten,
Uneaten,
Tossed aside.

I want the receipt back for this life:
Return it,
Get the money,
Buy a 38-gauge trip to the end. 

You gave this life to me God.
Once given, forever relinquished.
It is mine.
You let...

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Season of death plays her melancholic tune,
tragedy portrayed through a chorus of birds.
In regret, I ponder why you left so soon,
still mourning the impact of your last words.

Demons hid some pieces of your jigsaw brain,
lost...

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If I were to write a suicide note,
I would kiss every inch of the page, to drench it
With my last breathings of doomed love

If I were to write a suicide note,
I would spray each corner...

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Fight

First I lost my way, then I lied to all,
I list my life, as I lost my goal..!!
The more I tried to fix, the more I got got stuck,
Even my good deeds in the past...

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Paul was alright when we last met;
Various promises to each other,we had made.
The last time I heard from him,
He was pleading with me not to join his team.
What team? I knew not what he meant!
So,away...

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Help  me 
Save me 
Are just a few of the things I said 
I don’t want this anymore 
I want to be better 
Are a few things I personally told you 
I hate my...

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Written for the poetry contest "If only you knew"
Sponsor: Silent One
2nd Place

This poem is inspired from the song “liability” by Lorde. 

sat down with my brother the other day
asked him if my smile screamed heart...

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When the negative became the life style
Along time ago when life had no responsibility
I went to school in this little town i grew up in
My heart was full of love and positivity
I was young at...

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Wonder what you was thinking ,when you could of had something better,I know you missing them golden moments,cause she's fed up,no lipstick on her face, no eyeliner to wipe away,you couldn't even give her 10...

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Sometimes I miss you more than ever
Seeing sunsets or paperclips
Seeing things you wouldve loved and not being able to tell you about it
I know you weren't the best
But at least you tried
Tried your best untill...

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*Trigger warning: Death, Suicide 

Bottle in my left hand, cold steel in my right. A Grand Canyon revelry gone bad with only myself to blame. "Just one more selfie," she said. Her body now still...

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In a city, today at 11:am in a nearby town,
An elementary student took his own life down.

In sorrow and anger I do murmur and walk.
Children do not die of Covid, such b.s. talk.

The Unions just...

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You told me you wouldn’t leave
You promised you would stay
But now because of her
You’re considerably far away 
You reassured me that you loved me 
That you’d always be by my side
But once she pledged her...

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Melancholy, like leeches, with no fuss, stings,
Worthlessness, like black ghost bats, in my heart, spreads wings;
Sadness, helplessness, hopelessness loom in a chain,
Like termites venturing amidst torrents of rain;
Like summer-flu drenches physical energy,
Psyche gets sucked off...

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JUST ONE MORE DAY

if i could see you just one more day,
i would turn around and run away

i would hope that it was just a horrible dream
yes, i know it's crass and it may sound...

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The blood drips down her leg
Wondering what she did to deserve this
The life flows from the wounds she created.
The blade and blood is her true form of accepting.
Caring. Loving. Trusting,
All having sick and twisted definitions...

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running and hiding and feeding and lying,
stunning and confiding and bleeding and crying.


I saw you there in a crowded room,
I felt that glare in a daze of gloom. 

You ran with fire up to my...

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Water trickles on her wrists
Wiping away the blood 
Wiping away the pain caused by so many others
The voices in her head are screaming for her to kill herself 
Telling her to forget about the small...

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For My Brother Sean,
1984 -2021

I can't say I'm mad
Though mad at you, I am.
I cant say I'm sad,
Though so very sad I am.
I drive a path everyday
That leaves me open for dead
I pleaded silently to...

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sylvia

***this concerns several books I once owned.
Some were written by Rod McKuen, others by
Richard Brautigan, others by others…***

i discovered that words are  
like some decadent dessert
too small to cause harm but too big 
to...

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I was paralyzed in thought,
and standing all alone;
Surrounded by darkness,
everything was gone...

With barely a glimpse, from the corner of my eye;
I was travelling so fast as I passed myself by.
I was moving at high speed,...

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