Suicide Recovery From Poems

A life recovered from Stygian depths
tainted by the horrors of dark abyss.
He falters as he takes one thousand steps, 
		a life recovered.

Pale sunlight stippling through...

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Revival 

Death had me in check. However, I made it him with three pieces my Bishop, my Queen, and always by my side, my King...

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loneliness doesn't torment, it matures.
so you must make the sun your lover.*
nothing in sight.
my heart whispers, "thank you."
how can it say this? why does it...

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There's a crack in the sky,
I saw it last night,
As a white feather blew by.

I know it's time,
I'll soon fly, 
through that dark crack in...

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Suicide is selfish.

Then I am too.

How could someone leave their loved ones like that. 

Because I am selfish and therefore don't deserve to live. 

Don't...

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Feeling Young

Quiet is the morning, 
the sun coming over the mountains...
in the distance. 
Not quickly, 
but exactly at the right time. 
The day has begun....

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The cunningness I feel is near:
It tries coming for a stay
Living within a beast, I once lived in
It's a bit dangerous wanting my play.

I have...

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Street lights never looked so cold before.

You float adrift in a rift lost under the floor.

You're crying,

We're crying.

You're trying,

We're trying,

But we both know we deserve...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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Steeped in despair like some dimming eventide, 
     his crimped soul embraces fleeting thoughts beside 
     ...

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I thought I lost it all
Until I looked
Deep inside
And found it all
Praise be

I love myself
I cherish myself
Blessed in life's hands
Praise be...

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Every day I fought to overcome the pain
Reminding myself it couldn't be in vain
Even as it cut me all the way to the vein
I would...

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Nothing But Sorrow

There is no longer any sign of hope,

The truth of reality is to much to bare,

My mangled mind can no longer cope,

As I'm...

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Eating Badly with diabetes is a Suicide Mission.

I know, because Artur Anczarski, says so.

He is the Prophet, he is the Saint,
And nothing he says, is...

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Looking through old posts and being reminded of the despair I was feeling a few years ago...
Posts about suicide
Posts about self harm 
Posts about never...

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