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Suicidal Idiocies for Life's Deficiencies

Suicide has such an overwhelmingly sadistic, succumbing seduction when pain seems so severly inevitable to treat or avoid its grip based on our abilities, or lack thereof, to not only recognize much more appealing emotions linked to suicide, but also to discipline the monitoring of our personal thoughts and actions into the seemingly impossible thoughts surrounding the actions of inspirational survival as well as the persevering passion for the ultimate recovery from such severly damaging excuses suicide attempts to create as a self-fulfilling validation for what a pathetic, worthless ambition it has been for you to have lived, to keep living, and to have ambition's true, authentic glory fulfilled only through the joyful, exuberant eternity given to us after death life could only dream about waking up to its never ceasing reality we can't even imagine its existence of until we are dead. In this contradicting sense of our battle between the reality realized every day we continue to live versus the extremely cumbersome, intensely overbearing obscurity of a death that is never realized its depth of reality until it has been finalized in only one day's actions, it seems like such a more profitable ambition to force death's one opportunity for the ultimate glory of your life to take a much more natural, healthier course of action that only life has numerous opportunities for not only securing the glory strengthened by living a life free from obscurity, but also securing the glory strengthened by a much more subdued, peaceful death leading to a much stronger sense of exuberant eternity suicide only seeks to destroy and severely downplay the significant worth of your life before and throughout all of your existing eternity. Live a great life rather than dying every day you could have been alive waiting for death's eventual obscurity validated through your willingness in living a highly fulfilling, significant life others will envy to imitate your life giving example in rejecting Suicidal Idiocies for Life's Deficiencies by indulging in Life's Unbelievably Potential Sufficiencies.

poem by Bill Darrah
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Dear suicide

Dear suicide
Why I ‘am alive?
Suicide suicide
Why is so sad?
A lot of pain in my life
Suicide suicide
My heart is so black
Full of pain and sadness
Suicide suicide
My thoughts were so nice
But now I’m so sad
Suicide suicide
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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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.

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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My Obscurity

My life works hard around obscurity it orders my life
My life is a blessing it defines obscurity in my life
Would there be no obscurity there’d be no life
There’d be no me there’d be no exhilaration

Fretfulness, absorption, anticipation love to lust, lust to love
life to death, death to life pain to hurt, hurt to misery
It’s all a obscurity creativeness, endowment and talent
To my poetic life what would there be a obscurity

poem by Dr Shamim ali
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Fascination

Death fascinates;
Life can be cruel.
Death is my morbid but most-loved obsession.
Life is hard-
I am out of control.
Death is my relationship to reality-
Life is not fair.
Death is an entity of beauty, though
Life is strange…
Death is veracity, although it can be
The facet of my delusions-
I live my life while
Thoughts of death are so often invasive.
Death is mysterious, and
Life is a river refracting light-
Death is dark but intriguing.
Life is amazing.
Death in turn- is amazing as it can be.
I live my life in a dream world.
Death is indeed mysterious, although-
Life
Is
Stranger…

poem by Claudia Krizay
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Suicide unmasked

I have been to hell and back.
But now in hell I will stay.
As this day I choose death over life.
Suicide has been with me for a while now.
And now it has been unmasked.

It has been un masked.
For soon I shall be gone.
And cold in the ground.
No longer do I live life on the merry go round.

Suicide is unmasked.
It has unleashed it's power.
And taken a hold of me.

But no longer do I care.
My life never had any glory.
Suicide had been unmasked.
At long last.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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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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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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Oh Mr Yeats

Oh Yeats you wrote of this terrible beauty
And in your great poem you glorified death
But it's been proved that even suicide cases
At their last moment will struggle for breath.

How can you serve your Country by dying for it?
To me that's just a heroic suicide
Perhaps Ireland's greatest was Daniel O Connell
And it was of natural causes that he died.

Those men who led the nineteen sixteen rising
Were brave that from them can't be took away
They died because they fought for love of Ireland
But life for love too big a price to pay.

And tell me what is fame and what is glory?
So many people only live for fame
In hope that after death they'll be remembered
And that others will pay homage to their name.

Oh Mr Yeats you said in death there's beauty
But I cannot agree with what you've said
I would take wealth and fame whilst I'm still living
For such will be useless to me when I'm dead.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Dear Suicide

dear suicide
why are you still here?
i want you to leave,
leave me alone
suicide
my thoughts were so nice
but now i’m so sad
suicide
i want to be happy
not suicidal
suicide
i want my life the way it was
so leave me in peace
and never come back
suicide
the end is coming for me
the beginning of the end of my life
suicide
time to go
i say goodbye
suicide
ill see you in my new life
till then goodbye

poem by Tashi Coote
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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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My Thoughts Of Suicide

Here I sit and write this poem
Thinking of all I love and all I hate
Thoughts of suicide thinking its my fate
I think of all the times I used to laugh
And now I wish I'd just die
How did so much misery come in to my life
And now all I have are thoughts of suicide
Crying every night is not the way to live
Heck I'm still a kid
I should be out hanging with all my friends
But these thoughts of suicide haunt my head
Will they care when I am gone
When nothings left expect my thoughts
And this small poem telling everyone
I will be no more in about an hour
Don't try to save me
Just save your tears
Nothing can stop me
Because i have thoughts of suicide
Heres to the end my dear friend
I hope you live life through
This is the end to this girls life
And all her thoughts to boot
Nothing there but my thoughts my secret thoughts of suicide

poem by Danielle Arsuaga
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Why does suicide seem my only way? {i got the idea from a random poem I read...but it expresses how I feel.}

Why does suicide seem my only way?
Each day it takes all I can just to survive.
I'm living a life full of lies,
Cutting seems to only make it worse,
I live in sweet remorse,
Music used to help,
Now it only adds to my questionable thoughts of suicide,
But, Do I really need to ask, if I shall live or die?
Shouldn't I have at least enough common sense to figure out why?
Why does suicide seem my only way?

poem by Kristin Loves You
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Suicide pledge

Suicide suicide.
I pledge my life to suiciide.
I so do not want to live.
I honestly have nothing left to give.
I just can not fight on.
Life has no glory.
But a sad un for told story.

So here I am saitan
Come and get me.
I pledge to suicide.
Let me burn with you

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Life Or Death?

Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?

poem by Triauna Hall
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Is suicide really suicide

Is suicide really suicide or death with a cause
I mean were not breaking any laws

You hate us because we’re different and we dress in black
Because we’re filled with emotion but in conversation we lack

These scar’s we make heal our pain
And stop us going insane

Better to make our blood drip then to spill the lot
Dying happy is fine but living depressed is not

But in the end the choice is yours
Is suicide really suicide or death with a cause

poem by Lil Jam Jam
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Quickness of Life

Death is going on...
To replenish what's be taken!
To fulfill a wish,
That was untimely aborted.
Death upon us,
Is linked to the life we know.
We review the affects of death...
As if those among the living 'know'.

'Is there a look of confidence among them?
When Jesus is spotted...
Bring Him to the front of the line! '

We treat death as if it does not exist!
Like those who are racists,
With other assorted mental limits.
As if it is ignored...
Away it will go!
Death is the other side of life...
Coming to bestow,
A reason to enjoy life and live!
And many don't get it!
And yet some get it much too soon!

And everything that can be touched
Now can and is taken away!
Since death is far greater,
Than the quickness of life...
Coming for moments to glow!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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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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Life or Death

Death is a mystery,
and life is Suspense.

The journey to death,
is unknown yet,
and Life is a dream stage.

Nobody has come back
From their death,
And life seems to be,
Chasing an invisible end.

Escape from death,
is impossible,
and so from Life.

Death is most painful,
Life is even more.

Death is frightful,
And Life is a puzzle.

So is life,
or Death,
better for a human fate?

poem by Pratisha Karki
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A Vicious Cycle

Taking life and feeding death
a broken path, a fork in the road.
Screaming, beating, defeating,
not making any sense but still vital to life and death.
Whispering cruel thoughts, stealing breath
voicing once hidden intentions.
Taking life and feeding death.

Gentle heat, steadfast heart
killing death to take a chance on life every fourth.
Fighting, winning and losing,
not making any sense but still vital to life and death.
Encouraging and coaxing, giving life
pushing back the darkness until its turn to submit.
Taking death and making life.

Whipped around, a vicious cycle
full of life and death, each vital to survival.
Giving up, making a new start, taking a chance on something new
Still making no sense at all, but perhaps it's not ment to.
Degrading, crushing, Encouraging, freeing
Compromise, age, learning to wait.
Life and death, each vital to survival.

poem by Laura Cummings
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