Showing sad poems for tag "suicidal"

Tired

Derek

27 Oct, 2014 03:23 AM
Is it so hard to decipher the poorly encrypted code placed on my face?
"I'm tired" "I'm just tired" "I'm fine, I'm just fucking tired"

Is this so believable that you're left with nothing to inquire? 
Or is there something less forming, some lack of desire? 
The thoughts in my head are swarming, that no one is caring.

I always get left behind, there's just me being lonely and alone.
"It's OK, I'm really fine. It's just hard to sleep when I'm at home."
Just a second glance, it's all that I ask.

I'm at the brink of tears, I need some help before my skin tears.
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Tags: Tired, Alone, Anger, Apart, Pain, Broken, Betrayal, Cry, Cut, Cold, Death, Depression
Votes: 37
218561 7

I know that it will be my last

Derek

03 Oct, 2014 05:56 AM
She smells like the sands of time
And is funny without ever being mean
I know that she's a dime

But I can't stop this feeling
I got my bottle of Jack
Then there's a sudden bleeding
In this abrasive room of black
I create a certain kind of seeing

Maybe I should care
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Tags: Last, Lost, Loneliness, Longing, Letting Go, Leaving, Lie, Death, Depression, Darkness
Votes: 4
182101 6

Sadness

Derek

27 Sep, 2014 12:33 AM
Sadness is when everyone around you form
circles and clicks
laugh and smile

Talk about good times that you can't seem to remember
Back in the month of December

It's when you notice that no one notices you
There are groups all around but you're apart from all of them
It's just you

You can't even feel yourself
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Tags: Sad, Sadness, Lost, Loneliness, Lonely, Alone, Suicide, Suicidal, Emptiness
Votes: 13
78082 0

Crying Out For Help

laura

03 Oct, 2012 05:34 PM
Take a knife and cut me up
if you hate me you won't stop
make me feel the pain within
as you're slitting through my skin

makes me weaker as I bleed
for your mercy make me plead
hear me screaming in the dark
as you leave your pain full mark

blood is running down my face
as my beauty you erase
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Tags: Suicidal, Hurt, Pain, Unloved, Sad, Cut
Votes: 1
37429 2

Bandages

Synn

30 Oct, 2012 03:30 PM
I bandage my arm.
So clean and pure.
Just like my soul, 
some years before.

Now I self-harm.
It makes me feel good.
They tell me to stop, 
I don't know if I should.

I could cry tears, 
but they all dried away.
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Tags: Suicidal, Broken, Lost Love, Self-harm, Cutting, Sad, Depressed
Votes: 1
35770 0

I Don't Know

Kathja Andersen

22 Dec, 2016 02:07 AM
I don't know.
That simple sentence brings up so many bad memories; recent and old.
A sentence i've said so many times.

"What do you wanna eat?"
I don't know.

"What's your favorite ice cream?" 
I don't know.

"Why are you sad?"
I don't know.
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Tags: Sad, Suicide, Suicidal, Depressed, Depression, Death, Family
Votes: 10
31775 0

A Blade

Angelica

04 Oct, 2012 01:27 PM
Hidden beneath the drawers lies a single blade.
Safe and tucked away,
Just waiting to be used.
Just waiting to come out and play.

It holds many secrets,
secrets of the pain
and the agony.
Secrets of my broken heart.

SO many scars,
so much blood.
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Tags: Hurt, Cut, Suicidal, Love, Heartbroken
Votes: 6
30999 0

Knife

kiwi2519

17 Sep, 2012 10:48 PM
There's a knife on the table
do i pick it up
just to make the pain go away

There's a knife on the table
so pointy and so clean
i pick it up, then put it back

Will they see
and make fun of me
for picking it up
just thinking about everyday
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Tags: Suicidal, Sad, Upset, Bullied
Votes: 1
26678 1

With my voices

Via Pinto

13 Oct, 2016 10:50 AM
Kill me now, gently
And lay me beside
The voices in my head
To whom I'll confide.

I've had of my share in this life
Of nonsensically twirling around;
So bury me quick and bury me now
6 feet deep into the ground.

Wrap me in a shroud
Of my hallucinations,
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Tags: Schizophrenia, Mental Illness, Depression, Suicidal, Death, Pain, Voices, Hallucinations
Votes: 5
26241 0

Suicide

timothy long

25 Nov, 2016 04:36 PM
sitting down, 
with a hand over the mouth, 
just thinking, 
what to do next, 
die or keep fighting? 
a rope tied up in the ceiling and the chair under it, 
suffering and pain going angst hand in hand, 
never to think again  clearly, 
sleep does well to soothe the soul but not the pain, 
cutting not a lot but temporary relief, 
stopping the hurt was what i wanted, 
alone doesn't matter,
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Tags: Suicide, Suicidal, Sadness, Sad Poem, Death, Dead
Votes: 9
24131 0