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SuicideI lay here silent on my dark bed

I see nothing

Emptiness fills my head

A lonely tear falls from a mournful eye

A black cloud covers the sky

Happiness has no place here

Neither does fear

In my hands I hold the end of my pain

Since the cut wasnt deep enough into my vein

Into my mouth goes the chrome

And I think to myself...I am finally going home.

I Think I Want to Kill YouI think about you everyday,
But not in a good way
I think about your hair,
And the smirk on your face
I think about your long, graceful fingers,
And I wonder if you still taste the same
I think about my hopes,
And I think about my dreams,
But they are lost and gone now,
Drowned out by silent screams

I think I want to kill you!
For what you did to me
Because every time I see you!
You seem to be living so happily
I think I want to drown you!
In my pit of despair
I think I want to push your head down,
Every time you come back up for air

I want to feel that thrill,
Yes, I think I want to kill...
You

I think I want to see you,

A Normal DayWhen she walks into her house
She is abused with words of hate
That burn into her soul
And soon will create

A "mistake"
That no one will ever love
For her heart shall be cold
As he continues to push and shove

She'll run into her room
Trying not to cry
As she hears him running
She wishes she could die

He pounds through her door
And she hopes she'll be okay
As he clenches his hand into a fist
Thus is another normal day

Is it Suicide?Can I kill myself in my mind?

Does it help?

To take the life of mine

Can I die while I'm asleep?

From natural causes?

The knife I wished to keep?

Is it suicide if I dream it?

Does it cover up the hurt?

Will it help solve all the pain?

If I treat myself like dirt

The SuicideI saw your pain,
and yet I did not try to fix it.

I saw the tears,
and yet I could not dry them.

You talked of your troubles,
and yet I gave no time to listen.

I feel as though I could have saved you, now.
I made no effort at all.
I feel as though I added to your anguish.
I wanted to help, but I didn't know what to do.

I cannot imagine the pain you must have been in,
forgive me for not seeing.

Oh, God, I don't know why I couldn't see!

Blinded by my own petty distractions and excuses
Too busy to save you...

I am so sorry, Dan,
And I pray that you're in heaven as I pray for forgiveness.

Please know that I cried for you once i

Just Make It All Stophe fell in love with her that one special day
he fell in love with the dark quiet girl, she didn't know what to say
at first she was hesitant, not wanting to let him in
but soon she gave in and the confessions started to begin

things were great, she could finally speak
of the feelings that made her small and weak
she poured out her heart she poured out her soul
the pieces of her life began to turn whole

talking all day and talking all night
he comforted her and nursed her fright
laughing out loud and smiling wide
holding her tight when she cried

her life as he heard was full of pain
she had nothing to lose and nothing to g

SuicideShe was artsy.
She was odd.
She was a victim of the mob.

No one liked her.
No one cared.
They'd make fun or sit and stare.

She didn't cry.
She didn't fight.
She just let them take her rights.

A month went on,
And then one more.
All of their ridicules, alone she bore.

It all built up,
Until one night.
The "bulb" went off- she saw false light.

She chose her fate,
Then and there.
No one would miss her, since no one cared.

My Best Friend GoneAnd I never had someone quite like you;
who changed my life;
and then suddlenly flew.

Flew away into the wind,
flew away into the night.
I just know, i wont see you again in this light.

I'm not sure what happened,
and i'm not too sure why.
But I still seem to sit here, and slowly start to cry.

I know it's for the best;
and that you're happier now.
But I can't stop asking "why" and "how".

Your memory is one;
of the strongest I'll ever have.
But right now they make me sad.

I hate that you're gone;
not here to make new thoughts.
Without you here; I am truly lost.

It will get better;
and I know that in time I'll heal.
But righ

gladly. sadly.Gladly I'll bleed,
for your crystalline eyes,
your soft smile, your sweet voice.
If my ruby dream, hidden beneath near transparency,
Is what you wish, take it.
Gladly I'd die, if it made you live.

Sadly I'll bleed,
in your poisoned words,
acidic voice ripping at my soul.
Attempting your control, your brainwash, on my mind.
I am myself, and you torture me.
I'd kill myself because of you.

Cutting AgainMy leg says HATE
My wrists don’t lie
The LIFE I carved
Was my last goodbye

The blood that spills,
The skin that’s raised,
The lies that kill,
Aren’t just a phase.

Holding tight
To nothing dear,
Sand through hands,
Biggest fears.

Life’s too short
For unkind thoughts,
Idealism has faded,
Mind is bought.

For love of money,
And nothing of love,
Forgive and forget,
Body below, soul above.

JoanJoan didn’t know
Why did she commit suicide?
Joan was different
Terrified snow
And they didn’t like her
But she believed in right and wrong
She lived in the commercial
Oh God, dear God
Joan was afraid of the flag
Little Joan with no will to live
None wanted to bless her
Joan was fragile
She had a needle in every hand
And they told her
You will change
My dear Joan
No grass green enough
No Music loud enough
Joan wanted a better life
Joan cried
But they wouldn’t stop
Oh fucking God
They just wouldn’t stop
My dear Joan
She is free now
She can see the mirror
Fuck it
She can see the mirror

Hey Mum. It’s me, your daughter.
It’s been a long time since I’ve called you that hasn’t it? Whenever I do it reminds me of the ‘good’ times; the times where you seemed to love me, the times where I was safe, the times where we battled through everything together: the times before he came along.

Do you remember how we took baths together? Where I would lie on your stomach and enquire stories from your past. We’d stay in so long that the bubbles would fade to smears in the water, which would turn cold before either one of us had even dipped our hair in the water. I felt like you were mine then, MY mother an

She Couldn't Do Her Homework

Something happened at home.

was all she told her teacher.
She couldn’t tell
if he saw the pain behind her eyes,
because she never looked him in the face.

She fumbled her binder,
Running her bruised fingers along the uneven
edges of worn papers.
She thought to herself.

Don’t ask me what happened,
because it didn’t.
He didn’t do anything to me.

She pleaded silently,
engrossed in thought,
examining her worn sneakers.
Her teacher sighed.

He didn’t hit me,
he didn’t touch me,
he didn’t do anything

Folding his hands in front of his mouth,
he rested his forehead,
on steepled fingers,
speaking

HeyHey kid
You know I know that you do this,
And kid,
You know I think it’s sad that you do this,
And kid,
You know it’s fucked up that you do this,
And kid,
You know I don’t get why you do this,
And kid,
You know you’ll die if you do this,
But kid,
You know I’ll ignore that you do this.

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Suicide

by ~BillieJOEisSEXY15, Jan 1, 2006, 10:59:41 PM
Literature / Poetry / Family Life / Free Verse

She walks in the rain
Wondering who would care
The answer was simple
No one would care

She continues to walk
Staring down at her feet
She finds a deserted area
Farther down the street

The tears start to pour
As she takes out the knife
She places it on her wrist
About to end her cruel life

She feels her hand shaking
As she digs it deep into her skin
She then screams “See you in hell”
As the knife goes fully in

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This is about a girl commiting suicide...this written to my friend who lost one of his best friends to suicide...

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!pokey-sprox Jan 2, 2006

unfortunatly too many people do that... its so sad...
but this is well written

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~BillieJOEisSEXY15 Jan 2, 2006

i know...i know so many people that have tried, though, or have commited suicide...

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!pokey-sprox Jan 2, 2006

its pretty sad how people get treated to make them do that kind of stuff...
the world sucks!

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~BillieJOEisSEXY15 Jan 2, 2006

i know...my friend wants to commit suicide because people always make fun of him and bully him and so far I am the only thing that is keeping him from letting go...

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!pokey-sprox Jan 2, 2006

keep it up, dont let him do it!

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~BillieJOEisSEXY15 Jan 2, 2006

i'll never let him

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!pokey-sprox Jan 3, 2006

good!

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~BillieJOEisSEXY15 Jan 3, 2006

yup!

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~greendayOBSESSED Jan 2, 2006

me likey, but it sad.

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~BillieJOEisSEXY15 Jan 2, 2006

ya...i had a hard time getting to sleep last night...

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