Suicide Love Hurts Poems

Veronica Sawyer, a rebel in plaid
She joined the Heathers, but they were so bad
They ruled the school with their cruel games and lies
But Veronica had...

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                      Without You 

Knowing...

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The Lover’s Leap


I know he never loved me.
If he did, he would have stopped me
Or taken me by the hand, the waist, the leg
And yet...

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Profoundly dumb, and so naiive. 
I've known the worth I've had-
I just let you breathe death in me. 
Built a stairway made of gemstones-
my feet...

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(This time I've quoted my own poem titles. Everything in quotes is a title.)


"Dear reader," again, this monolog persists.
We're no longer "sparring" with figurative fists.

"The...

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Breaking their fists
Against these solid walls
Piercing her heart
His lover falls

Taking little sips
Eventually he cannot walk
His heart turns cold
But the gin still warm

When he is alone
This...

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Day Dreams

I love to have daydreams, 
about the nighttime. 
I believe I can see it all 
clearer in the light. 
I am not afraid of...

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In my empire of dust 
I sit on a throne built 
of ruination and lost lust
I sit and think 
what has been seen 
what will...

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all small broken alone
where the shadows roam
a child hides in a dark home
tick tock murmured the clock.
while branches dance
and rattle like brittle bone.
toys scattered around...

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Powerfully displayed in a coat
Of brilliant crimson, alive
With flaming wings dancing in a dewy
Glimmer of morning sunlight
Washing the dawn with a vivid
Flash or color so...

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...If felt like the whole of his foundation had collapsed,
and not many people can recover from that,
first he turned to his music, so he’d not...

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...She had a surprised look when he knocked on the door,
had trouble meeting his eyes, and glanced at the floor.
Jack too was nervous, had trouble...

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...He looked around frantic as he struggled to breath.
“It’s all happening at once, I just can’t believe…
I know that they are all waiting, will want...

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His name was Jack O’Bann, and how he liked to play,
if not for school I think he would’ve strummed all day,
and he had a voice...

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Does anyone care?

A cut of the wrist, a slit of the neck, a final jump,
And just like that, another life has ended.
I’m crying for the...

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