When the Day's Just Beginning, I Pray for My End
When the morning dawns.
I wake in haste.
I'm praying real hard for my end.
Life's experiences have driven me around the bend.
With out an ounce of dignity left to spend.
As the new days dawns.
I hope no one mourns.
I want my life to end.
It has twisted me around the bend.
As my days go on.
My pain does not end.
Fear not I have a plan.
I shall take my life tonight.
As the new days dawns.
My life is dying out.
I did the act of suicide.
I'm almost gone.
When this new day looms.
I am dead and cold.
When your new day looms.
Do not grive, do not mourn.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Days
- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well I need one now
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
All I've done
I've done for me
All you gave
You gave for free
I gave nothing in return
And theres little left of me
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
With redeyed pain I'm knocking on your door again
My crazy brain in tangles pleading for your gentle voice
Those storms keep pounding through my faded heart
I'll play your sooth my sorry soul
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
song performed by by David Bowie
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The Only Way Now
Some days I just wish.
I could run and hide.
No matter where I go.
Suicide seems my only way.
My life is not worth it.
All this pain and suffering.
I dont want to be here anymore.
The only way is suicide.
Nobody can help me.
I cant fix myself.
Nobody knows the real me.
Suicide is the only way.
I put on this false act.
And slap a smile upon my face.
When really Im dying inside.
The only way is suicide.
All I ever wanted was.
To be loved and accepted.
Just to feel the warth of your love.
But you never loved or accepted me.
Suicide is my only way.
I hate you.
Look at what you did to me.
You broke my heart.
You broke my spirit.
You left me empty inside.
Suicide is the way.
You left me
Hurt angry bitter and twisted.
And becuase of you.
Suicide is my only way
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Suicide, Suicide
Suicide, suicide wishing I were dead.
Suicide, suicide deep in my head.
Suicide, suicide cutting my wrists.
Suicide, suicide I'm so done with this.
2 days,2 days let until I die.
2 days,2 days til the last tear I'll cry.
2 days,2 days until I am all gone.
2 days,2 days til the dark breaks the dawn.
Suicide, suicide deep inside my head.
Suicide, suicide now I'm alomst dead.
Suicide, suicide turn out the light.
Suicide, suicide good bye, good night.
poem by Amber Zitzloff
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Suicide Countdown.
suicide, suicide i wish i was dead.
suicide, suicide oh how much my wrists have bled.
suicide, suicide were almost there.
suicide, suicide no more skin, the blade will tear.
suicide, suicide we have one week.
suicide, suicide so filled with relief, i cannot speak.
seven days, suicide; until i die.
six days, suicide; no longer will i cry.
five days, suicide; ooh i cant wait.
four days, suicide; until i meet my fate.
three days, suicide; till my last word is said.
two days, suicide; twenty four hours till im dead.
one day, suicide; till night tears through dawn.
today, suicide; i am dead, i am gone.
{ some Tiddely Winks person, copied and pasted my poem on their profile. I WROTE THIS, IT ANGERS ME SAVAGELY TO THINK SOMEONE TOOK MY POEM.! !
poem by Marissa E '
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Bends In The Road
As we journey down here to and fro, we never know where pathways go,
We can never see around the bend, to where that present path may end.
We can plan straight all our courses, as we rely upon our own resources,
In spite of all the time you spend, we never know what’s around the bend.
With many a roads having a bend, we need a source on which to depend.
You can use the source of a friend, but no man knows every road’s bend.
There is one who knows every course, who truly is a much higher source,
And that One is The Lord Jesus Christ, The Shepherd of pathways in life.
Friend all roads have bends in this life, sometimes causing pain and strife.
Christ can help you down any road; He’s always ready to lighten our load.
The Lord will lead you down any path, guiding you with His Rod and Staff.
Christ will always see you through, always knowing where you’re going to.
A bend could simply be in God’s plan, this to lead you to The Son of Man,
As God could use a sticky bend, to help you consider where you may end,
Bends in the road can help you see, that you need to think about eternity.
Before the end of this earthly course, men need to seek an eternal source.
There’s a final bend for you and me, and this bend shall begin an eternity.
Did you ever take the time my friend, and ponder where your life will end?
There is one who knows every bend, and where in eternity you will spend,
So take some time to seek Jesus Christ, and let that bend be Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
Suicide Suicide
Suicide, suicide wishing I were dead,
Suicide, suicide deep in my head,
Suicide, suicide cutting my wrists,
Suicide, suicide I am so done with this.
Two days, two days let until I die,
Two days, two day till the last tear I'll cry,
Two days, two days until I am all gone,
Two days, two days till the dark breaks the dawn.
Suicide, suicide deep inside my head,
Suicide, suicide now I am almost dead,
Suicide, suicide turn out the lights,
Suicide, uicide goodbye and goodnight.
poem by Sam S.Slait
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Wake Up And Smile...When It Dawns
When something done you did,
Brings such relief released...
To you,
Leave it alone and be pleased...
You've got something done.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Feel free to wear a grin.
Loosen up that tightened collar,
And breathe...deeply.
Know that you've accomplished,
What was meant to do.
Feel your shoulders lighten from that heavy load,
And then...
Live!
Know that you've accomplished,
What was meant for you...
And then,
Live!
When something done you did,
Brings such relief released...
To you,
Leave it alone and be pleased...
You've got something done.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Just break a smile,
And move on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Analysis of Analysts - 0022
It's sad to see such talent sacked
and seek redundancy,
the system that they backed has lacked
much flexibility.
In days of boom, whatever cost,
their cousel claimed quickly,
in days of doom, when much seems lost,
such slip like leaf from tree.
Economy, accountancy,
they studied at the school,
and having taken their degree,
presumed all else a fool.
When next day dawns, or dare I speak,
employment temporary
will scarce attract, instead most seek
in contract some safety.
When next day dawns, as in the past,
it is psychology
that they must master, else quite fast
will fail to find a fee!
(5 November 1974)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Foolishness Of Fear
The only people who miss,
The living of a different life...
Seem to be those who recognize,
The foolishness of fear.
With beliefs a better life lived,
Is to do it making decisions...
To live in divisions with avoidance.
And when it dawns upon them,
Experiences they could have had...
Were by them dismissed.
A process of 'what ifs' begins.
And aging for them is not done,
As gracefully as they wish...
With too much time lost to do it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Better Life
We all hope for a better life
than the one we lived before.
More happiness and more love
that we can explore
contentment and peace of mind
the things we all search for,
as it is hard to find.
Some days we seem like robots
walking on an endless treadmill.
On other days, our dreams transpire into reality.
Our decisions are always cloaked in darkness,
our thoughts unguided missiles
going this way and that.
We want a better life,
but it is choosing that
that confuses us at times.
If we go down the right road,
how do we know it is right?
We cannot turn back
until we’ve reached the very end.
Always hoping that at the end
a better life is around the bend.
27 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Loner
These were
the same lone days
Followed by
the same lonely nights.
These were
The same lazy dawns
Followed by
The same dark dusks.
I was always
The ever wandering loner.
The brazen wind,
Who could never
Find a lover.
The rest less soul
Which could never
Find a shelter.
Till,
you came along.
Like the
crack of monsoon,
After
a long scorching summer.
Quenching the thirst
Of ages.
Drenching forever
the parched me.
Now,
These are the same lone days
Followed by
The same lonely nights.
These are
The same lazy dawns
Followed by
The same dark dusks.
Just that,
they have grown longer
In Waiting.
But, loneliness has a new name
“Yours”.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Where Do We Fit
Same when I left you
Now the same upon return
As your pages flip over
You seem to let them burn
You drink from the bottle
That stole your friend
Your friend
Your friend
Now the seasons
They come and they go
I watch the blossoms
As the bees take their own
I peer through the water
That floods my eyes
My eyes
My eyes
I want you in my life
I feel I need you in my life
But I can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
I watch our children
As they play in the sand
Speaking those words
That only you can understand
I know inside of you
You feel that they are gold
You know there's time
They are not yet old
They want you in their lives
I feel they need you in their lives
But they can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
I hope these things
They come alive inside you
And you recognise
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night
I see you standing with each child
And laughing
As you feed their smiles
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night
Because we
We need you
In our lives
Because we
We need you
In our lives
Because these days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in
These days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in
song performed by by Xavier Rudd
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Where Do We Fit
Same when I left you
Now the same upon return
As your pages flip over
You seem to let them burn
You drink from the bottle
That stole your friend
Your friend
Your friend
Now the seasons
They come and they go
I watch the blossoms
As the bees take their own
I peer through the water
That floods my eyes
My eyes
My eyes
I want you in my life
I feel I need you in my life
But I can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
I watch our children
As they play in the sand
Speaking those words
That only you can understand
I know inside of you
You feel that they are gold
You know there's time
They are not yet old
They want you in their lives
I feel they need you in their lives
But they can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
I hope these things
They come alive inside you
And you recognise
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night
I see you standing with each child
And laughing
As you feed their smiles
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night
Because we
We need you
In our lives
Because we
We need you
In our lives
Because these days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in
These days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in
song performed by by Xavier Rudd
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The Princess: A Medley: Tears, Idle Tears
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a summering square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.
Dear as remember'd kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd
On lips that are for others; deep as love,
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Tears, Idle Tears
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.
Dear as remembered kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned
On lips that are for others; deep as love,
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Life, death, suicide.
Life on fire,
Life is desire,
Life maybe,
Life we'll see,
Death is dead,
Memories in your head,
Suicide,
Hate inside,
Killing ones self,
Taking ones health,
Dying in pain,
Love ones left with blame,
No love,
Above?
Down below,
God said no,
Life is gone,
Life as one,
Life inside,
Life then suicide.
poem by Jodie Louise Pollock
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Twisted Hatchet Suicide
This Twisted Hatchet Killer
Is gonna make a 'Suicide' thriller
A (fd up) messes up life
She sliced her throat
With a knife
A twisted hatchet suicide
Players pushing all along
Hoping she'd choose
To be the one gone
So she left you a present
For you to feel some pain
All you see is her blood stains
Nothing left
Nothing remains
In this twisted hatchet suicide
You can always read this poem on line
I hope you're doing well
Because 'finally' I'm doing fine
I was a Twisted Hatchet 'Suicide'! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Teresa Duncan
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Only Way Out
Some days I just wish
that I could run and hide
No matter where I go
it seems like the only way out is suicide
My life doesn't seem worth it
all of this pain and suffering
I don't want to be here anymore
the only way out is suicide
Nobody can help me
the only way out is suicide
nobody knows the real me
I put on this person
when I am actually miserable
the only way out is suicide
All I have ever wanted
is to be loved and accepted
however, I have not been.
Because of this, I am empty inside
therefore, suicide is my only answer…
Who Would Have Thought
strange to hear them say
i miss being a kid
though when all you had
to do was go to school
used to think
that
was so difficult
so eager to grow up
so eager to venture out into the world
so eager to earn money
so eager to spend money
so eager to travel to exotic places
so eager to experience life
some say school days
are the best days of your life
some said it is hard to believe...
that these are the best days of our life
when they were still teenagers at school...
I say why limit yourself expect
hope pray
the best is yet
to come
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Singing For The New Born
You're my life's treasure this day
So will ever be you all days
Like the fencing wind soothing
Saving all lives abound
Livening all lives so lovable..
May my hope come true
May my hope come true
You're my life's pleasure this day
So will ever be you all days
Like a blooming flower fragrant
Turning to a fruit yummy
Lovable much to all and whole..
May my hope come true
May my hope come true
You're my life's favour this day
So will ever be you all days
Like the new rains heavenly
Freshening the loam so lush
Lovely with lavish love adored..
May my hope come true
May my hope come true
You're my life's healer this day
So will ever be you all days
Like the handy salve treating
Healing the wounded well cured
Sought after much with needs..
May my hope come true
May my hope come true
You're my life's salvor this day
So will ever be you all days
Like a magician godly in a wink
Weeding the wild from peace field
Lovingly loving the whole world..
May my hope come true
May my hope come true
For The Forthcoming New Year-
poem by Indira Renganathan
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