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Suicide Note

"You can’t always get what you want,"
said Angie, in that style she loves to flaunt.
It isn’t what I want, you silly shrew:
the tumblin dice have told me what to do.
My fate’s decided, like I was Iraq:
That photo that I gave you? Paint it black.
I regaled you with the ruby, Tuesday night –
but that’s all over.

Suicide Note

Venture to the death
Whether gain or loss; go back
Bring home the honor.

About Langston Hughes' Suicide Note

About Langston Hughes’ Suicide Note

My intention is not to offer an exegesis
We can all remember the kiss of Judas
Which of course was a death sentence
The twelve words of Langston Hughes remind me
Of the dozen disciples seated peacefully
Around Jesus for his inevitable sentence
I said too much already.  The Poet’s temptation
Was heartbreaking and it caught everyone’s

His Suicide Note

In solitude he wrote his final verse,
A mournful echo of a soul immersed.
"His Suicide Note," the title claimed with pain,
Life's early end, a tragedy ingrained.

No time for church, no prayers whispered low,
His faith questioned, where did solace go?
In fleeting moments, darkness held sway,
His heartache grew, consuming light of day.

But let us learn from this somber

Her Suicide Note

I'm truly sorry, please understand,
But life's burden has grown too grand.
In shadows deep, I've lost my way,
Seeking solace in the night's dark way.

My heart aches with a heavy weight,
Yet this decision, my ultimate fate.
Know that I've battled, fought in vain,
But now, in peace, I must remain.

Remember me with love, not sorrow,
And cherish our memories, more

Lachrymose 2: the Suicide Note

My heart like a desert dims dry,
Streams of tears fill my eyes.
For my pains and sufferings still I cry...
What use is endurance but why.

My life is done, my thread is run.
Ages of lachrymose I have lived under the sun .
What future there is to long ahead
When you know that you are already dead?

I will never

Best Suicide Note

Hi ho Hi Ho It’s off the edge I go…..

Suicide Note

S U I C I D E N O T E

This rhythm is a tide
of blood oozing in sickly
veins to rainless bones;
stanza by stanza- clots
drip and stink.

This poem is music
to the winds,
to loose whiffs out
the window panes,
to hidden souls
afloat dark haze.

This poem is a suicide
note authored
by a depressed soul,
he heartened to
embrace the kisses
of the great

Suicide Note

All things have fallen to the wayside
And I cannot bring myself to go beyond the front door

The coffee table is messy with unopened mail 
And haphazard cigarette ash

Dusty knickknacks are silent and undemanding 
Each with its own place on the shelf

The past is nonsense, the present is nonsense
This life makes no sense

Breathe in breathe out

Her Suicide Note

Her Suicide Note 

She thought she was alone,
so she wrote a note,
and here is how it goes,
 
oh brother and mother,
The voices make me mad,
 and the pills make me act bad,
oh brother and mother,
what will you do when you see this suicide note,
but what ever you do just know you had nothing to do

Suicide Note

A note, a cry, a silent plea;
Don’t let it end in tragedy.
Don’t let it be a sad good-bye
That haunts me as cruel seasons fly.

Let all the dreams I shared with you
Be strong enough to help you through
Those painful times of dark despair.
Our hearts still beat as one somewhere.

I’m reaching out, ready to fall
Into the well.

Does Every Suicide Note

have a missing I

Suicide Note

if this was a suicide note 
i would say i’m sorry.
i’d fill the holes of my broken life
with flowery words on paper.

if this was a suicide note,
i would ask for forgiveness.
i’d beg that you wouldn’t think too hard
or be burdened by my passing.

if this was a suicide note,
i would spill all my secrets out-
like milk

Suicide Note

The deep wounds and scars of the past
The rigours and torment of the present 
The blurry and scary pictures of the future 
Like a stampeding Buffalo have destroyed my morale
Leaving me in the cave with the serpent of risky thinking faculty

With depression I have struggled 
With thoughts of suicide I have wrestled 
Guess it is

Yellow Post It

Sorry I cant change
20 years old, time to die
mum moved the mountain


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