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Self Harm

Fires ablaze within my heart,
a smile consealing all my lies,
screaming, begging, calling out,
a final, frantic, desperate shout.

Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
a vehement covet to end this pain,
this silver blade stays by my side,
because all hope inside has died.

im tempted when he calles my name,
a way out, an escape, an end to shame,
to make it feel a lot less real,
a deal with the devil, in blood must i seal.

They'll say i died of suicide,
but no one knows how much they've lied,
it wasnt a rope, a blade, or pills,
that broke my soul, and gave me chills.

i died inside so long before,
to live each day, an endless chore,
pills could not kill, what was already dead,
a twisted soul, an empty head.

in darkness i wait, in silence, alone,
rose-tintednostalgia, all around me has grown,
i beckon the devil with the key of self harm,
and i open the door for him, with the blood of my arm...

poem by Alicia Tschantre
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A Valentine in Pain

A dream of hidden death,
Embedded in her flowers –
Dripping; drenched in nectar tears

Now the dream of dying soul;
Confined, a trembling heart is
Squeezing out the ember years

And in her dream of youth,
Abounding buttocks writhe,
Acting out the careless dares

But the dream of hideous beauty:
Self-delusion, begging fears

Evolving from an agonising birth, her
Blacker days eclipsing; draining worth

‘So ugly living calls to die –
Forever in the dreams I cry! ’

Erotic debt; a laughing lie
Were done for her –
A blade for sure!
The dreams to cure!

A calming sigh…

And in a smile of pain
She bled and waned
Her cold pathetic bye

Suicide Suicide Suicide cried
Suicide Suicide Suicide died
Suicide Suicide Suicide sighed
Suicide Suicide Suicide lied

Suicide Suicide Suicide tried
Suicide Suicide Suicide ride!

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Pills for Pain. Blood for hurt

How much can a person endure
Before realising pills make the pain stop
They numb all feeling and leave you cold
Cold and dead inside
Pills for pain blood for hurt

It trickles slowly out
The harder you push the faster the hurt escapes
How can a person hurt themselves
When all they do is hurt
When you hurt emotionally physically is easier
Pills for pain blood for hurt

To be nobody to no one
To be unloved and unknown
I am know by the pills
They know me
They make me a someone
Pills for pain blood for hurt

To have a heart broken
Shattered and screaming for less hurt
To feel so much love and the next day non
Pills for pain blood for hurt

Love leads to pain
Caring leads to hurt
Pills for pain
Blood for hurt
Nobody to save me

poem by Maxine Isherwood
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Drip, drip, drip

tears roll down my face
drip, drip, drip

that's all I hear as the tears fall
in the dark
I sit alone as blood runs down my arm
and mixes with my tears
drip, drip, drip

my door is locked
my knife is a deadly scarlet
getting closer every time
to the veins I desirer
drip, drip, drip

I push the blade deeper into my arm
it hurts but it's a good pain
a knock at the door
I grab my friend and scream
as I find the veins I want
drip, drip, drip

my mom walks in as I fall to the floor
my dying words to my mom
'I live no more'
she rushed to my body and calls for my dad
I smile as they see my pain
drip, drip, drip

as my blood hits the floor
my mom screams my name
I smile once more
and say good bye
my mom screams ' why god why? '
the last words I heard were a plea for help
until the final
drip, drip, drip

poem by No Reason To Care
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Suicide, a Sick Fad amongst Teens

This goes out to anyone whose ever contemplated suicide,
This goes out to all the people who choose to hide,
Behind a blade,
Behind a noose,
On a bridge,
On a rooftop,
Behind a pill…………………………………………….
Now the greatest gift in life is life itself,
Now you may not be in good mind but you’ve got good health,
So don’t bother even saying you’re gonna kill yourself,
There’s no other side there aint a heaven or hell,
How can God not love you when their aint no God as well?
How could you do something as stupid as suicide?
It’s on par with the biggies like rape and genocide,
You get one chance, one life, one heart and one brain,
So don’t you dare ever go throw yourself in front of a train,
Suicides a punishment it’s not a release you wont be set free,
Its pain inflicted on oneself its self inflicted you see,
If you rape; go kill yourself,
If you kill; I’ll make you a noose
If you beat your wife, go jump off a bridge,
Suicide is a punishment that only the sick and twisted should do,
A trick conflicted by the innocent, people like you,
Think about the people who love you even if you think they don’t,
They’ll be so upset when you go even though you think they won’t,
You’ll get through this, you’ve got so much to do still,
So get up, wake up and dropp that container of pills,
Hold on, hold on its not over, you need to die naturally,
If we were supposed commit suicide we’d be born with a noose on our neck actually,
I’m frustrated because I see life wasted,
I’m frustrated because I see life wasted,
All because your girlfriend left you or that she died,
God damn it man she’d want you to keep on living,
She’d want you too survive she’d want you to stay alive,
Not end up dead without an occurrence that you actually died,
Why?
Because the bible lied there’s no salvation on the other side,
No pearly gates it’s just an infinite blankness,
Dead is dead and death brings a shudder to my spine,
I couldn’t imaging not being here for a long time,
So just smile wipe those tears, hold back the fears,
Every unfortunate soul will be fortunate over the years,
Life’s a gift and it shouldn’t be neglected,
Even though happiness takes a while to be perfected.

poem by Gaz illionaire
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Ellens' Story-Almost Dead

Suicide, will that happen to me? It is not I, who will
cause this final act in life, it is the dark side of
who I am. I want to live, however, the monster, who
resides inside me...wants to commit suicide.

Everything I do...everywhere I go, blackness, inevitable
doom, trails me. I hear his voice,
'Do it...commit suicide. You have nothing to live for...do it! '

Alone, I sob. 'What about the people that love me?
I don't want to hurt them.' His voice again...
'Do it. Kill yourself. You'll be doing them a favor.'

I stare at the bottle of sleeping pills. Suicide...suicide,
it seems a way to solve all my problems.
'YES! The voice blared! Suicide is the answer! '

Suicide? No. Yes.No...what...what to do?
I need to talk with someone. Who? No one!
God...if you're up there, help me. Give me
a sign. I wait...Nothing. No word. No sign.

Slowly, I move to the closet, remove my clothes
and slip on my favorite robe. Tears roll down
my cheeks, as I turn on some soft music.

The voice again: 'That's it. Make yourself comfortable,
then...do it! '

I move to the bed, sit down and reach for the glass
of water. With one hand, I snap off the cap on the
bottle of sleeping pills. Slowly, I move the bottle
toward my mouth.

''Ellen...Ellen? '
From outside my bedroom door, I can
hear my little brother calling me.
'Ellen....'

I hesitate, I don't want him to be the one
that finds me. Quickly, I place the pills
on the nightstand, and replace the cap.
I move to the door and open it.
My brother, is standing there, smiling at me.
'Ellen, watcha ya doin''

I couldn't say committing suicide.
'Just watching a little t.v.'
'Can I come in, ' he said.

I thought about how much he and my family
loved me. I thought about a bunch of other
things I had to be thankful for. I gave serious
about life, and I treasured it. Suicide?
Not tonight.

I look at my little brother and never loved
him more.

'Sure...come in, we'll watch t.v. together.'

poem by Joe Fazio
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Committing Suicide.