Showing sad poems for tag "suicide"

I Wonder

Lily Vasilyeva

01 Jun, 2013 12:47 PM
I 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, Hurt
Votes: 13

acid tears

Sorrowlessbliss

28 Sep, 2011 11:35 PM
She 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, Ghost
Votes: 13

Your World Crashed Down

Silence

23 Dec, 2014 12:37 AM
You 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, Suicide
Votes: 12

Ending the pain

CrystalWolfTear

06 Oct, 2012 03:20 PM
I loved you my sweetheart, my heart my soul
I love you forever wherever you go.

I think of you everyday
wishing for you
wishing for you to stay
wishes come true

then I see the lies
I see you there
my heart, it cries
while I just stare
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Tags: Sad, Never, Hurt, Suicide, Memories, Missing, Unloved, Pain, Heartbroken
Votes: 12

Scarlet Flower

Lily Vasilyeva

01 Jun, 2013 12:48 PM
A scarlet flower on her wrist,
Her vision starts to cloud with mist,
She's slipping down the cold, wet floor,
No strength to hold her up no more;

She smiles even through the pain,
The shower turned on, dripping like rain,
Nothing left to keep her sane,
Her blood spreading as a scarlet stain;

She dimly hears her favorite song,
The desire to live not anymore so strong,
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Tags: Death, Depression, Suicide, Love, Pain, Hurt, Rain, Hopelessness
Votes: 11

Over

Alex

05 Feb, 2012 01:28 PM
That's it.
I'm done.
Tired of the fighting.
The crying.
The screams.
The tears.
But most importantly, the fears.

I cry, cut ,scream.
Thoughts of those who caused this to happen.
Of those who force me to cover my arms.
To wipe away the blood.
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Tags: Suicide, Cutting, Emo, Tears, Sadness
Votes: 11

Lost.

Ian Yahnke

01 Nov, 2017 01:27 AM
Oh my god 
I wanna fucking die 

I'm lost in the sky 
Why do I even try 

Yeah I get drunk  
And yeah I get high

Every time you see me
I’ve got bloodshot eyes
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Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Depression, Suicide
Votes: 10

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

Kill Me Please!

timothy long

06 Apr, 2016 03:50 PM
i just want to cry, 
why won't you let me die, 
kill me please as i can not kill myself, 
im dead for all i know, 
its a masterpiece to die accepting this fate, 
is it courage or sadness mixed in, 
without kicking or screaming, 
isnt that the type of man you want to live? 
not as good in the end i suppose, 
i will die someday, 
maybe not today or this year, 
but by my hand i will,
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Tags: Death, Love, Sadness, Suicide, Mad
Votes: 10

The Pain Within

Rebecca Chapman

05 Feb, 2016 06:31 AM
When things get bad, 
I tend to get sad.
I'm all alone,
left to cry,
and sometimes, I just
want to die.
I'm yelled at,
made fun of,
I'm stupid and weak.
I go to the kitchen,
and it's pills that I seek.
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Tags: Depression, Suicide
Votes: 10