Driven to Suicide
A man they knew was a little bit fey
And a little bit strange, so they locked him away,
They took all the freedom and joy from his life
So he ended it all with the blade of a knife.
They were well-regarded, such decent folk -
When I think of it now it's all a sick joke,
They ruined his life and destroyed his mind,
They pretended they were loving, understanding and kind.
I knew him well, he was my best friend
And I cannot believe that his torment should end
In the horror and madness of his suicide -
I'd really much rather it was me who died.
Beware of your brother or sister or wife,
Who may value your money more than your life,
Pray to the Lord That He'll spare you from death
Because you may be praying with your very last breath!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Madness?
Madness screams through my soul
I’ve lost it, out of control
Waves of macabre and death
Have I lost it or just forgotten about the earth?
Living a fantasy and a dream
Or is it some sick scheme?
People are no sense, no passion
Individuals, on the same mission
Hypocrites, you all make me sick
One by one, on all of you I spit
Anarchy and freedom, a life I once knew
Locked away, the older I grew
Endless strife of unknown fate
Fed by greed, money to compensate.
poem by Douglas McAntagart
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A Confession from the Jailhouse
I killed my brother in a dream
And heard my mother sob and scream
For me to stop and spare his life
And put away that carving knife.
My brother was an upright man,
The successful type who always can
Elicit praise from everyone
For all the good things they have done.
He never gambled, never lied,
And never showed a bit of pride
Though he achieved far more than most -
No, I never heard my brother boast.
He was his parents hope and joy
From when he was a little boy,
And yet I claim he was a thief
Who brought me so much pain and grief.
I met a lass and fell in love
And promised by the stars above
That I'd be faithful, always true,
And worship her my whole life through.
She met my brother at a dance,
He smiled at her and took his chance,
My 'noble' brother stole from me
The girl I loved so jealously.
Alas, my dream became a fact
That night I callously attacked
My brother with a kitchen knife
Because I knew he'd steal my wife.
Now they have locked me in a cell
When I should surely burn in Hell,
I killed a better man than me
And they will never set me free.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Fade Into You
I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath thats true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
Youll come apart and youll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with whats not there.
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think its strange you never knew
A strangers light comes on slowly
A strangers heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think its strange you never knew
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think its strange you never knew
I think its strange you never knew
song performed by by Faithless
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Suicidal Feelings
Suicide
I feel no fear
Suicide
I wish you were here
Suicide
I will use a knife
Suicide
I want to end my life
Suicide
I need to escape, be free
Suicide
ANSWER ME
Suicide
Take me away
Suicide
Make it today
Suicide
Your all over my mind
Suicide
Free me from my kind
Suicide
Let me pass in peace
Suicide
I need to release
Suicide
Now down i lie
Suicide
Goodbye
poem by Lucy Pickford
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Her Blessings At Death (story)
(STORY) (5/22/12)
She was laying in her hospice bed
She knew in a short time she would be dead
She had no fear of death you see
She waited for it patiently.
She knew she lived a good long life
She was a daughter, a sister, a mother, a wife.
Regrets- she knew she had none
GOD had blessed her with a wonderful son
A faith so strong in GOD above
And she showered family and friends with tenderness and love.
She was loved by everyone around
In her spirit and heart true love they found.
The most gentlest person you'd ever want to meet
Knowing her was such a treat.
When she went for her physical that year
The doctors found what they feared
A cancer cell growing so rapidly
It was something they did not foresee.
She showed no signs as many do
But they knew her life was through.
Her family was with her 24/7
They knew soon she'd be in heaven.
The hospital corridors were filled with people
And bells were ringing from all the steeples.
She was not a woman of fortune and fame
And of nothing in her life did she feel ashamed.
Just a loving heart so pure and true
That she shared it with everyone she knew.
They say she died in her sleep, as everyone began to weep.
But before she died - she had told her son
"tell the world- LOVES JUST BEGUN'.
poem by Louis Rams
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Anna Nicole
In beauty and kindness, she was truly blessed
More often than not, put through life’s cruel test
Lost her son, her life she couldn’t recover
Couldn’t let her mourn alone, always they had to hover
People used and abused her, wouldn’t leave her alone
But when it came down to it, always on her own
One wealthy man, fell in love with the person she was
Tabloids and gossip were all the buzz
Maybe he was kind, and she loved him a lot
Don’t really think evil and greed were the plot
Everyone around, wanted all she could give
They made it so hard for her to live
Happiness doesn’t come to all that easy
They fed on her blood, so utterly sleazy
She had a new daughter, a light in her life
They fought over that, wanted to make her his wife
Did he love her, or need for much control
In her sons death, did he play a role
Did she die of an overdose, who played a part in that
Who would gain from her death is all the chat
A beautiful young troubled woman has lost her life
So many who knew her, in her back put a knife
Let’s pray for the family, and daughter she left behind
Let them live their life, can’t all be kind
They say she was on drugs, what does this matter now
Can’t they let her lie in piece, spare her loved ones some how
I shall mourn for her, a life so sadly lost
Money doesn’t matter now, she paid the ultimate cost!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Looking For You
I've waited so long now
I've wanted forever to hold you
Now you're in my arms
And I'll never let you go
Whatever you do, y'know
I'll be standing here beside you baby
Just like a bird that's find it's way back home
I've finally found a place where I belong
I've been looking for you since I took my first breath
And I'll be loving you baby til I take my last
I'd like to know
What would I do without you in my life
From the moment I saw you I knew
I was looking for you
Can I wake up now
Can I believe what I'm feeling
And I'll be sure I wasn't dreaming it all
Baby it's true, you do
Something supernatural to me
Each night I pray to God that you'll be blessed
I need you so much baby I confess
I've been looking for you since I took my first breath
And I'll be loving you baby til I take my last
I'd like to know
What would I do without you in my life
All along I was waiting for you
From the moment I saw you I knew
It had to be you
So the story goes
Together ever after
Now the dream came true
And maybe when you least expect it love will come to you
I'd like to know what would I do without you in my life
All along I was waiting for you
From the moment I saw you I knew
It had to be you
Sweet love came to my life
I was looking for you
Sweet love came to my life
I was looking for looking for you
Sweet love came to my life
I was thining about you
Sweet love came to my life
All along I was looking for you
Sweet love came to my life
I was thining about you
Sweet love came to my life
I was thinking about you
Sweet love came to my life
I was thinking about you
Sweet love came to my life
From the moment I saw you I knew
Sweet love came to my life
Looking for you
Sweet love came to my life
I was looking for you
Sweet love came to my life
I was thinking about you
song performed by by Amy Grant
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What Is Fancy?
SISTER.
I am to write three lines, and you
Three others that will rhyme.
There-now I've done my task.
BROTHER.
Three stupid lines as e'er I knew.
When you've the pen next time,
Some question of me ask.
SISTER.
Then tell me, brother, and pray mind,
Brother, you tell me true:
What sort of thing is fancy?
BROTHER.
By all that I can ever find,
'Tis something that is very new,
And what no dunces can see.
SISTER.
That is not half the way to tell
What fancy is about;
So pray now tell me more.
BROTHER.
Sister, I think 'twere quite as well
That you should find it out;
So think the matter o'er.
SISTER.
It's what comes in our heads when we
Play at 'Let's-make-believe,'
And when we play at 'Guessing.'
BROTHER.
And I have heard it said to be
A talent often makes us grieve,
And sometimes proves a blessing.
poem by Charles Lamb
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I Am Death
I am Death
Whom many fear
To face directly
When I'm near
I am Death
Used as a joke
When really I
scare all folk
I am Death
Unmerciful
When it's time
to take a soul
I am Death
And I take your life
Your lover, your friend,
Your husband, you wife
I am Death
Misunderstood
Because I take what I need
But not what I could.
To Sara with love
Out of the blue it came for her and took away her young life.
She was their daughter, their sister, their mother, their wife
In one short moment she was gone,
He knew he would take her, he knew it all along.
Without a word, no word of warning,
Now her family left in grief and mourning.
And allthough seasons change, and death may sever,
Memories of her, will stay with them forever,
To sara with love, a lovely kind friend we shall miss deeply
night night x x x
poem by Nicola Burkett
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Life After Death
(ian hunter)
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Do you stop take another roller coaster ride
Do I beg, steal, cheat or lie? oh my is there life after death?
Oh I wish Id never smoked so much
I wish Id never felt the devils touch
All that passes through my eyes so fast. oh my.
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Its such a sad sad song
Mother nature aint never wrong
She always tells you when youre getting on
Oh my, is there life after death?
I can hardly wait to see my face
Will I still have one in a different place
Oh youll forgive me if I hesitate, but oh my
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is it any wonder, I feel just a little bit under
I hear choirs filled with fenders say return to sender
Jumping information, Ive got hyperventilation
Will it help me if I walk the streets
I gotta get down search around here dragged by my feet
Oh no I never knew those (? )
Im gonna shake it, shake it, shake it, is there life after death
I cant remember when I felt so sick and rough
And now theyre gonna legalise the stuff
It sure tells you when youve had enough, off the cuff
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe,
Ive run out of breath.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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My Friend, My Friend
My friend, my friend hes got a knife
A statement from his former life
When he was easy but alone
Beside him was an empty throne
But what of silver silken blade
Affix his gaze, his features staid
Grasps the handle, clips the cable
One steps up, sits at his table
My friend, my friend, hes got a knife
My friend, my friend, hes got a wife
My friend, my friend, the clever ruse
Persuasion through his thoughts peruse
A hidden relic from his past
That wasnt there when he looked last
He feels it ticking like a bomb
Feeding fear, assaulting calm
Takes the object, starts the game
Moves closer to the flame
My friend, my friend, the clever ruse
My friend, my friend, he lights the fuse
My friend, my friend, hes got a knife
My friend, my friend, hes got a knife
My friend, my friend, hes got a knife
Myf
[maniacal giggles]
song performed by by Phish
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A Suicide Note
There’s nothing left up in my life,
Everything went wrong,
And I always cried,
Nobody ever loved me,
Nobody loves me,
Life now seems like a dark night,
I feel this right,
Now it’s time to write,
A Suicide Note…..
I want to die,
I’ll have to die,
My mind says this,
But heart asks why?
I answered my heart with a question,
What is worth living a life?
Where happiness was never seen as an emotion?
He said that
Your past was good,
Your past was bad,
But don’t recall the times,
Which make you sad,
There’s a very bright future
In front of you,
Where you can find many springs
And winter few,
But this can only happen if you give up to die,
And see a brighter side of your life…
I wasn’t satisfied
With what he said,
So I repeated,
That for me now, nobody cared,
He then stared me for a while,
And started to explain with a smile,
That,
Mon runs behind you to take your meal,
Dad suggest you to have control on wheels,
Friends are always with you,
Whatever the matter,
So, do you think if you die,
Their life will be better?
But I shouted No!
Nobody loves me,
I never hurted anyone
But everybody hurts me…
He said that don’t act childish,
You know you are lying,
Listening to his words,
I started crying,
But he continued to say that,
Haven’t you given you mom,
The hardest pain ever when you were born,
Haven’t you hurted your dad,
By spending his money to throw a party,
Which he had saved to buy you a watch,
So that his son may learn punctuality…
But they didn’t cry,
And tried to die,
But instead always smiled,
As you were in their life,
So my dear friend,
Try to understand,
If you tried to stop your breath,
You’ll be the reason for many deaths,
Your mom, dad, sister and brother,
Love you more than any other,
I realized that I was wrong,
And this life is a journey,
Very long,
You may get lost in your way,
Or miss some turns some time,
But be patient as everything,
One day, will be fine,
I wanted to write a suicide not,
But ended up writing this simple thought,
It’s hard to live but even harder to die,
So respect the most special gift of Lord,
This Beautiful Life!
poem by Apurva Jain
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Destroyed
Her sits a girl sad and all alone.
She wishes she could have a happy life.
She only wants to be free.
But bad memories stain her heart.
Rape and abuse all her life.
It was all she ever knew.
Right from the start and the beginning.
The girl wishes for a knew tommorrow.
She sits all alone.
The memories and the voices.
Getting to her once more.
She hates it all but what can she do?
Her heart has died.
And she has been destroyed.
She can't trust now.
All men seem to be her enemy.
She wont go far alone.
She hates going out.
Her sits the girl.
All locked away.
She hides herself away hating the world.
Inside her shttered heart she is destroyed.
Rape messed up her head
And it wrecked her heat soul and mind.
Her shattered heart lays on the floor in bits.
May it forever rest in peace
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Every One's Talking,
every one's talking,
all they did to me,
they be talking,
I knew them for these pattern's,
every one's talking of I,
I don't think I have a brother,
no a sister,
the negation burn in me,
when trust is in selling your right's,
I know that you I loved,
Sustained my time,
I honour the Lord for taking me to Heaven,
Reason of life and death,
You sustained my blood,
Washed me and every one's talking of me,
All they do is talk ill of me,
When will us have peace, ?
War never stopping.
War escalating,
War of Iraq and America,
War of the Middle East,
All my brother's and sister's,
from America,
All my brother's and sister's
from Iraq,
All my brother's and sister's
from the Middle East,
Tell me what's going on,
President's
Tell me what's going on,
When you kill our brother's,
Steal our sister's,
Then I will be bothered,
That the war never end's,
When my brother's die from the middle east,
I'm ready to be a victim,
It really affect's each human being,
The world is not a boundary of countries,
The world is an integration of metaphysical volition,
Brothers and Sister's,
I don't need these trouble's,
Tell me what's going on,
I don't need these trouble's,
I've had enough from the world,
We don't need no more trouble's.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Six Blade Knife
Your six blade knife can do anything for you
Anything you want it to
One blade for breaking my heart
One blade for tearing me apart
Your six blade knife-do anything for you
You can take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
When you come up from behind and lay it down cold on my skin
Took a stone from my soul when I was lame
Just so you could make me tame
You take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
Id like to be free of it now - I dont want it no more
Id like to be free of it now - you know I dont want it no more
Everybody got a knife it can be just what they want it to be
A needle a wife or something that you just cant see
You know it keeps you strong
Yes and itll do me wrong
Your six blade knife - do anything for you
song performed by by Dire Straits
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The Fruit of Deception
In this short life looms a quicker deception leading to longer death,
This will be the outcome for many when they hear The Lord's breath.
They too will be like the Antichrist, who is doomed to Eternal Death,
The Lord Jesus will overcome this wicked one simply with His breath.
Through the cunning work of the god of this world many are deceived,
They may have close fellowship as Judas did but never truly believed.
Always learning, but they never are able to acknowledge God's truth,
They think God's grace is freedom to sin and they walk about aloof.
They even walk around intellectually espousing some of God's Truth,
However The Truth never reached their heart to produce lasting fruit.
The fruit my friend is your deeds in life and some lives are a mess,
The lasting fruit comes from Heaven and is fruit of Righteousness.
Even if your life's a mess, The Good Lord is very Gracious my friend,
If you truly believe He'll clean you up and your wickedness will end.
The choice is yours as you can repent today and in The Lord believe,
Or be like many that profess today but have hearts that are deceived.
They choose to live their lives doing what's right in their own eyes,
God's not fooled and they'll find out one day and truly be surprised.
Even though they walked through life with eyes they chose not to see,
But they will one day when He says, I never knew you, depart from Me.
(Copyright © 05/2002)
my little sister's GONE: (
She was five when her sister left
And with her gone she felt like she experienced death
She was too young to even know what that meant
Apart for seven months is what they spent
Her older sister was her best friend
She always looked up to her
Her smile she would always lend
She witnessed drugs
Barely given a hug
Barely shown any love
And just when she lost hope
Her sister would always show up
At the most needed time
Her sister never knew it
But she always completed her inside
And then her sister would go away again
And the same thing would happen
Then suddenly her sister stopped coming around
For a better life is what she thought she had found
A better life that didn’t include her
But she never knew that every day
Her sister thought about her
She always wondered where her sister went
And why she always left without their lives together spent
One day she gotten taken away
To a family friend
And for a while she would stay
But she was still mistreated
Barely eaten
Always hit
But she never told her sister this shyt
When her sister would call
She’d say I’m okay
Cause her sisters on speaker phone
What more could she really say
Her sister always promised that she would visit
And every day she waited
Hoping she’d keep it
But then she realized she was stuck
But knew that her sister still had love
It was just hard for her to see her face
And she felt like in this world she had no place
One day her sister came for her
She went to church and looked for her
She asked where is my little sister
And they all replied GONE
That’s when I soon discovered what exactly had been done
I always promised my sister Shilah that I would come and see her
And she waited until she finally gave up
And now she’s gone and I know it’s my fault
If I had only come sooner
She would still be here
She would still know that I cared
She waited for me to keep my promise
And I did but it was too late
and now i feel dis-honest
poem by Shilesha Johnson
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My Sister
I know we're brother and sister
We fell from the same family tree
Never knew we had so much in common
Till you came to rescue me
Never before we talked so much
It's good to know you are there
For when I look at you
It's almost like looking at me
May you always remember
I owe you the rest of my life
If you weren't my sister
I ask you to be my wife
poem by David Kush
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To live or not to live
SUICIDE SUICIDE IN MY BRAIN
SUICIDE IS THE WAY
I CANNOT BEAR THE PAIN
I WILL KILL MYSELF BY DRINKING POISON
FOR MY LIFE DOES NOT HAVE A REASON
SUICIDES NOT THE WAY PLEASE USE YOUR BRAIN
FROM COMMITING SUICIDE THERES NOTHING YOU WILL GAIN
PRAY TO GOD YOU WILL DISCOVER YOUR PURPOSE
FOR YOUR LIFE DOES HAVE A SPECIAL PURPOSE
YOU’LL KILL YOUR BODY NOT YOUR SOUL
IF YOU SUICIDE YOU ARE A FOOL
ONLY GOD IS THERE TO TAKE YOUR LIFE
SO PLEASE DON’T CUT YOUR WRIST
THROW AWAY THE KNIFE
ALL RIGHT THEN I HAVE MADE MY DECISION
I WAS WRONG I WAS MISTAKEN
I WILL NOT SUICIDE TO GO TO HELL
I WILL LIVE LONGER AND WORK FOR HEAVE
poem by Mohammed Junaid
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