I Ask Myself Why
Yesterday she committed suicide
Barrier tape everywhere,
What did she have to fear?
She felt life had nothing to offer her,
Her feelings just a blur,
The police men came,
To pick up her remains,
She had her fifteen minutes of fame
For all the wrong reasons
Tortured, Tormented, Tragic,
Life held no magic
For her
Yesterday she committed suicide
I ask myself why.
poem by Lesley Merrin
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Dear suicide
Dear suicide
Why I ‘am alive?
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Why is so sad?
A lot of pain in my life
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My heart is so black
Full of pain and sadness
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My thoughts were so nice
But now I’m so sad
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I always cry, don’t hurt me again
I just want to be free and fly
Suicide suicide
I don’t want to cry anymore
All I want is fly in the sky
Suicide suicide
The end is coming for me
The beginning of the end of my life
Suicide suicide
Just let me rest in peace
And never come back
Suicide suicide
Time to go
I say goodbye
Suicide suicide
Thanks for listened to me
I’ll see you in my new life
Suicide suicide
Adios
Ciao
Goodbye.
poem by Alex Rodriguez
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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
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Take me away
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Your all over my mind
Suicide
Free me from my kind
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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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Suicide.
Suicide, suicide
Your presence is near
Suicide, suicide
I wish you were here
Suicide, suicide
Take me away
Suicide, suicide
Please make it today
Suicide, suicide
An answer, for me
Suicide, suicide
I need to escape, be free
Suicide, suicide
I’ve had too much
Suicide, suicide
Take me, do your touch
Suicide, suicide
Leave the rest behind
Suicide, suicide
You’re all over my mind
Suicide, suicide
Let me pass in peace
Suicide, suicide
I need to release
poem by Lisa French
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Suicide, suicide
Suicide, suicide
Come and save me
Suicide, suicide
Come and take me
Suicide, suicide
Where are you hiding
Suicide, suicide
Please let it be now
Suicide, suicide
Give me and answer
Suicide, suicide
Release me, i beg of you
Suicide, suicide
I can't take no more
Suicide, suicide
Free me, please touch me
Suicide, suicide
Help me end this
Suicide, suicide
It's only you in my mind
Suicide, suicide
Take me silently
Suicide, suicide
I need it now more than ever
poem by Sumiya Khan
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Suicide Suicide Suicide
Suicide is wishing I were dead
suicide is deep in my head,
suicide thoughts are cutting my wrists burning my ankles,
suicide my last tear dry, suicide.
I’m so done with this days I cry,
last tear dry suicide, suicide, suicide,
deep in my head suicide is because of my voices in my head,
suicide is the blur I see, suicide, is a feeling of someone there,
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now I’m almost dead turn out the lights and say goodnight
poem by Jessica Lee Workman
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and Jesus committed suicide
and Jesus committed suicide
Because he could do nothing else
Jesus was gay with a homosexual apostle
But which one?
Jesus committed suicide
And he spoke pretty words, that Jews had said for 2000 years.
Thousands of Jews were crucified by the Romans.
When will this be painted.
His genealogy is fake.
And his death was suicide.
He wants to die as atonement
But he’s an overrated Ken doll
Her Bliss
Death is in the flower's heart –
Why to cry for life of any petal?
Death in purple ink of weary pens
Betrays the written yearnings
On her scented paper.
Death is laughing in her cry;
Her broken heart forlorn upon the sleeve.
Death ignores the plight of any purity –
He doesn’t care or seem to be aware of
What her dewy eye desires,
For Death beckoned:
'Embrace the jar! '
And yes, she did –
For Death, of course.
After all, no other man would
Open up her hand and bid her with a kiss,
So Death became her bliss.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Den
Brain walls: bio-insulation keeps me cosy
in my hidden room.
Eye balls: bio-windows let me peer and sneer
upon our filthy race, with
Ear holes – bio-microphones – assuming tones
I only wish to face.
Inside, I flit between assimilation,
fantasy, and desperation – each another room
for me to occupy –
as in a nest or burrow, a honeycombed hive –
fathoming which to best survive in;
harbour me from that outside.
Shit! It’s just as bad in here –
I need another den to hide in!
So where’s a niche to keep me from the world,
but also from my rabid head?
Yes, of course –! it’s being dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Suicide, Suicide, Suicide
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide
Pull the trigger
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide
Noone will care
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide
Time to end your pain
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide
Heres the end of your game
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide
poem by Lizzie Resendiz
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Suicide Suicide Suicide
Suicide is wishing I were dead
suicide is deep in my head,
suicide thoughts are cutting my wrists burning my ankles,
suicide my last tear dry, suicide.
I’m so done with this days I cry,
last tear dry suicide, suicide, suicide,
deep in my head suicide is because of my voices in my head,
suicide is the blur I see, suicide, is a feeling of someone there,
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now I’m almost dead turn out the lights and say goodnight
Jessica Lee Workman
poem by Jessica lee Workman
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Suicide 2
suicide
a simple word that means so much more
suicide
a mean of escape that shuts the door
suicide
get ready to jump
suicide
take one more breath
suicide
are you sure you want to carry out this threat?
suicide
this is your last chance to walk away
suicide
did you say good-bye?
suicide
it ends your life
and stops your friends and families life in time
poem by Tashi Coote
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She’s Gone
Eyes bemused –
A disconnect
Dermal swathes of young and old
Reject the guessing of your age
You’re blind –
A blueprint for blankness
Your dreaming pipes through nothingness –
Are you still afloat? – atop the oceans,
Heaving, heavy over Hell,
Boiling, spoiling in a mind that couldn’t cope.
Ah! but Death smiles
And so do you
Kissing Him
Is all to do!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The Suicide Train
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Suicide
Suicide
I love that word
Suicide
it sounds nice
Suicide
it tastes like freedom
Suicide
nothin to live for
Suicide
Suicide
these wounds wont seem to heal
Suicide
this pain is just to real
Suicide
theres just to much that time cannot erase
Suicide
slice your wrist already
Suicide
hard and deep
Suicide
why am i still writing
Suicide
Goodbye
poem by Victoria Fierro
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Suicide! !
Suicide
It's all i think about
Suicide
Can't get it out
Suicide
So hard to resist
Suicide
resist the urge to slit my wrist
Suicide
wishing i had a gun
Suicide
all i have is a small razor
Suicide
so i drag the blade across my legs and arms
Suicide
wishing to do myself much more harm
Suicide
and i wake soaked in blood
Suicide
cuts all over my body
Suicide
and im still somehow alive
Suicide
deep and long so much blood lost
Suicide
how am i still here?
Suicide
I really need a gun
Suicide
one day... one day
Suicide
poem by Kaliaha Hogue
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Suicide 3
suicide suicide in my mind
suicide suicide your my kind
suicide suicide i wish i was dead
suicide suicide im lead on my bed
suicide suicide mt end has come
suicide suicide my deed is done
poem by Lindsay Birch
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Something Happened To Me Yesterday
Something happened to me yesterday
Something I can't speak of right away
Something happened to me
Something oh so groovy
Something happened to me yesterday
He don't know if it's right or wrong
Maybe he should tell someone
He's not sure just what it was
Or if it's against the law
Something
Something very strange i hear you say
You're talking in a most peculiar way
But something really threw me
Something oh so groovy
Something happend to me yesterday
(Yesterday)
He don't know just where it's gone
He don't really care at all
No one's sure just what it was
Or the meaning and the cause
Something
(What kinda joint is this)
(Take your partners)
Me don't know if it's right or wrong
Maybe he should tell someone
He's not sure just what it was
Or if it's against the law
Something
Someone says there's something more to pay
For sins that you committed yesterday
It's really rather drippy
But something oh so trippy
Something happened to me yesterday
He don't know just where it's gone
He don't really care at all
No one's sure just what it was
Or the meaning and the cause
Something
Someone's singing loud across the bay
Sittin on a mat about to pray
Isn't half as looney
As something oh so groovy
Something happened to me yesterday
He don't know if it's right or wrong
Maybe he should tell someone
He's not sure just what it was
Or if it's against the law
Something
[spoken]
Well thank you very much and now I think it's time for us
All to go. so from all of us to all of you not forgetting
The boys in the band and our producer
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Between The Buttons
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A Suicide
The day I met you
I found a new life
But, little did I know
that love to me, would be like a suicide.
When I talked to you,
I felt as I was in paradise.
But, little did I know
that love to me, would be like a suicide.
I thought you loved me
N I could see it in your eyes.
But, little did I know
that love to me, would be like a suicide.
When I see you, I'm on cloud nine
And life seems all colorful and bright,
But, little did I know
that love to me, would be like a suicide.
I loved you, I fell for you
I thought that you would take me in your arms
and once again, make things right
But, little did I know
that love to me, would be like a suicide.
I trusted you and felt that you
were my 'Mr. Right'
But you left me alone in the dark
where my heart fought back for some light
Little did I know
that love to me, would be like a suicide.
The day you left me
was the day i finally realized,
that you were more precious than my life,
And now,
forgetting you would be harder than a
'SUICIDE'
poem by Disha Gada
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Suicide (2)
Suicide
No one understands
Suicide
No one cares
Suicide
Just end it tonight
Suicide
So no more pain can come your way
Suicide
make the world happy
Suicide
you know you want to
Suicide
You know its the only way out
Suicide
You know it will make everyone happy
Suicide
Its the only way you'll ever be happy
Suicide
so pull the trigger and end your life
Suicide
poem by Lizzie Resendiz
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Suicide #1
Suicide,
No one understands
Suicide,
No one cares,
Suicide,
Just end it tonight,
Suicide,
So no more pain can come my way,
Suicide
To make the world happy,
Suicide,
You know I want to,
Suicide,
You know it's the only way out,
Suicide,
You know it will make everyone happy,
Suicide,
It's the only way you will be happy,
Suicide,
Pull the trigger and end my life,
Suicide.
poem by Sam S.Slait
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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
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Suicide Suicide Suicide died
Suicide Suicide Suicide sighed
Suicide Suicide Suicide lied
Suicide Suicide Suicide cried
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Suicide Suicide Suicide cried
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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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