28 Jan, 2014 08:59 PMShe finds a knife,
Cuts real deep.
Doesn't understand,
The life she could keep.
She feels trapped,
Inside her mind.
In misery
She tries to find.
She tried for peace,
Tried for love
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Tags:
Cutting,
Suicide,
Sad,
Hate,
PainVotes: 1320318
01 Jun, 2013 12:47 PMI wonder if it'd be nice to drown?
To feel the burning lack of air inside your throat?
To see yourself as you're slowly flowing down,
Deep to the bottom, you gently, gently float;
I wonder if it'd be nice to jump?
Jump of a building, the wind whipping your hair?
You'd end up looking at the sky, your body slumped,
And still feel the gentle touch of air;
I wonder if it'd be nice to overdose on pills?
Wouldn't it be great to finally leave this place?
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Tags:
Forgotten,
Love,
Death,
Suicide,
Depression,
Darkness,
Loneliness,
Hope,
HurtVotes: 1339361
28 Sep, 2011 11:35 PMShe sits on a stone
waterfall blending with her tears
slowly she gasps
no air just water
teardrops engulfing her
silently the falls transform into a room
her tears to acid
melting her flesh burning her skin
she rejoices in the pain
she would rather be in pain dieing
than be in pain knowing more was coming
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Tags:
Pain,
Death,
Tears,
Suicide,
Acid,
GhostVotes: 1328653
25 Sep, 2011 03:14 PMpainful cries
darkened skies
a sea of tears
coming from all the years
a hidden face
filled with disgrace
fear for her life
she heads for a knife
wonders what to do
she stabs the knife right through
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Tags:
Pain,
FightVotes: 1319353
18 Jul, 2011 05:34 AMI'm on my pen and start to cry
because i don't even know the reason why
i just grabbed my pen and start to write
wondering how my hands have their own lives
making this kind of lines you can't criticize
knowing that this is a message of desire
of finding the truth that never lies
simple words does not always start to say hi
it just burst out and late to realize you're saying goodbye
I'm lost and imprisoned in a total confused mind
thinking the thoughts i always deny
and hiding my real feelings from real life
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Tags:
Missing,
Love,
Votes: 1316044
22 Jun, 2011 12:17 AMIn the distant lands ,
In the farthest stands,
I could breathe her beauty,
I could feel her presence,
I could see her essence,
She stood behind a tree,
Praising her I was not free,
I heard her sweet song,
After hearing it I had no other lounge,
She welcomed me by lowering herself,
I failed to come out of ocean of love,
She was a puzzle unable to solve,
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Tags:
LoveVotes: 1314479
06 Sep, 2010 11:55 AMWe cry everyday for the same reasons.
We cant help but do it.
We hold it in as long as we can but soon we will crack.
No one understands why we do this and they say it will be ok
but they don't even know what we have to deal with everyday of our stupid lives.
We talk about killing ourselves but we don't yet...
One day we really will because no one understands.
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Tags:
Emo,
Pain,
HurtVotes: 1320974
01 Nov, 2017 01:26 AMI don’t know what to do
I don’t know what to say
Just wish that I could figure out
What makes me feel this way
I try to move, try to run
Try to change, get nothing done
Stay in bed, but I don’t sleep
Only move when I need to eat
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Tags:
Sad,
Sad Poems,
Lost,
DepressionVotes: 1220751
08 Jun, 2016 08:22 PMAs i wake every morning and look in the mirror.
I slip on my mask to hide all my tears.
The Mask so pretty, the mask of many smiles.
To see through it may take a while.
Some take the time to look a little deeper,
but at the end of the day I'm My Own Reaper.
Days go by as the mask of many Smiles fades.
I have to remind myself I will see better days.
Soon very soon The smiles will stay
because I need to be happy with myself one day.
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Tags:
Sad,
Depression,
Hurt,
Cry,
TearsVotes: 1225166
23 Dec, 2014 12:37 AMYou wake to what seems like an ordinary day
Everything seems fine; everything's okay
You're out of the house; walking down the lane
Attempting to cover yourself from the rain
A few minutes later, you walk through school gates
Met by some cheers and greeted by mates
Conversations unfold; as rooms begin to fill
And slowly, and gradually, the gossip it spills
The bell marks first class, you slowly walk in
Sitting at your desk, you wait for lesson to begin
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Tags:
Dead,
Unaware,
SuicideVotes: 1213551