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death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Lyndsey (---.we.client2.attbi.com)
Date: February 28, 2005 11:45PM

does anyone have any suicide poems or anything like this:
This knife I hold will heal the pain
Away from this I shall only gain
Over and over the wounds will bleed
After this I will have cured my needs
The minutes pass and the time draws near
It will all end with this one last tear
A puddle of blood forms beneath my eyes
It covers up for all the hidden truths and lies
With every cut it only feels better
Leaving you to know in this last letter
In this room I will take my final breath
With one last gasp I lead myself to my own death
A bloody knife lies next to me here on the floor
A once broken girl who just wanted more

i need idea's!!


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: March 01, 2005 09:49AM

Lyndsey, go here:

<[www.emule.com] />

Les

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 09/16/2005 08:31PM by lg.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: m (---.no.no.cox.net)
Date: March 11, 2005 09:00PM

i wrote lots of death, suicide, love, and rape poems, if you need some just email me at kutiee04@yahoo.com, i'll love to help.


p.s. i like the poem u wrote!


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Abdul (---.server.ntli.net)
Date: March 12, 2005 04:55AM

If you dont mind have used the same skeleton and bits from yours and regugitated the poem.

Love = Death

The knife I hold will only heel the pain
For that shall be my only gain
Over and over the wound will cry
Minutes past and the time draw’s near
The end is here with this one last tear
A puddle of blood from beneath my eyes
It covers up for all the pain and hurt
The truths and lies
Leaving you to know in this last letter
In this room I shall take my last breath
With my last gasp which only leads to my own death
I leave my knife and blood
For all ask was to be loved


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: lonley (---.an1.lax32.da.uu.net)
Date: March 13, 2005 09:41PM

I love you, but you don't love me.
Tonight you'll see how much you ment to me.
You'll see the bullet in my heart,
then you'll know a true broken heart.
If you still don't care, and you still don't see.
Then I guess we wern't ment to be.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Courtney (---.chipfalls.k12.wi.us)
Date: March 22, 2005 04:21PM

look up like song lyrics or other poems for different ideas that wat i do when i write songs and i think up my own


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Kristen Cossey (---.proxy.aol.com)
Date: April 26, 2005 09:36AM

                                        Prison Of Sadness<br />


Behind the laugh, behind the smile
There is a side that is dark and vile
Behind this artifical glee
There is another side of me
The other side where the pain
Travels through my road-like veins
A place where pessimistic shadows hide
Along with morbid thoughts of suicide
I keep it hidden deep within
Locked up with a safety pin
Confined within the dreary gray
The walls grow higher day by day
On these walls grow vines of barb-wire
Seperating these thoughts from their desire
At the bricks they violently pry
As I slowly begin to cry
In the back of my mind amongst the darkness
Is where I hide the prison of sadness
Locked up it will forever be
Hidden within the depths of me


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: drpeternsz (---.hsd1.ca.comcast.net)
Date: April 26, 2005 03:54PM

Suicide in httese ky

Hold your breath
until nothing comes out.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: minnie (---.proxy.aol.com)
Date: April 27, 2005 03:43AM

Lyndsey wrote:

does anyone have any suicide poems or anything like this:
This knife I hold will heal the pain
Away from this I shall only gain
Over and over the wounds will bleed
After this I will have cured my needs
The minutes pass and the time draws near
It will all end with this one last tear
A puddle of blood forms beneath my eyes
It covers up for all the hidden truths and lies
With every cut it only feels better
Leaving you to know in this last letter
In this room I will take my final breath
With one last gasp I lead myself to my own death
A bloody knife lies next to me here on the floor
A once broken girl who just wanted more

i need idea's!!


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: savannah rae (---.du.rtmc.net)
Date: May 01, 2005 10:50PM

Decisions

With nice little twist,
I slit my wrist...
Not waiting life to kill,
rather my own blood I spill...
it’s my own choice, I have no fears,
only pain, in eyes some unshed tears...
On the floor, blood making stains,
slowly releasing me from my pains...
Bloody stains, stains like in my soul,
caused by all the pain, this life so foul...
Vision finally fading away, soon it's all done,
staring darkness, oh so black, soon it's all gone...
Soon I'm released, free from this pain,
Suffering life, it was all just in vain...
Thought, funny how blood makes difference between life and death,
farewell life, so painful, so useless, gonna take my last breath...


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Lyndsey (---.range217-43.btcentralplus.com)
Date: May 03, 2005 03:31PM

You could shatter all my dreams,
Take away my rght to breath,
Imprision me in chains,
But I would still have stood by you.

I will keep on crying,
My heart screaming in despair,
But no longer will I fall,
And wait for you to be there.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Lyndsey (---.range217-43.btcentralplus.com)
Date: May 03, 2005 03:36PM

i love poems on death and suicide and love and rape. I would love to hear some of your poems!


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Lyndsey (---.range217-43.btcentralplus.com)
Date: May 03, 2005 03:47PM

Now I can see what dragged the blade across your skin,
I wish I had been there to end alll of your pain,
To have been there for you before it all began,
I wish I could have loved you for who you really were,
I told you once, I told you twice and I will forever keep on telling;
That I have stepped in your rain many times before,
Every night I sit and cry,
I mourn for what this world, this life has become.

I could have stopped this, but I am too far gone to go back,
It is absolutely necessary now yet I am absolutely incapable,
Perhaps you will read about me in some newspaper,
But this was never how it was meant to be,
I would have told you myself not wait for you to hear of it,
But remember I loved you, I love you, and if it could be I would have stayed.

Remember that, but don't mourn. Learn my lesson and dont sit and wait for life to pick you up, don't mourn, don't cry. All I ask is that you reemember me. Goodbye.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Shadow's Breath (---.tmsrvo01.nj.comcast.net)
Date: May 08, 2005 04:15AM

-When I Leave-

You'll forget me.
Like the rain forgets the cloud
That held her up.
You'll forget me.
Like the flower forgets the sun
That kept her warm.
You'll forget me.
In time you'll carry on
My name will fade.
You'll forget me.
Like the cold forget the warmth
Of summer days.
You'll forget me.
Like the widow forgets her love
In another's arms.
You'll forget me.
Like the Ocean forgets the waves
That crach to shore.
You'll forget me.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Javier (---.user.ono.com)
Date: May 08, 2005 08:48AM

Take a look to Sylvia Plath's poems


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Lyndsey (---.range217-43.btcentralplus.com)
Date: May 08, 2005 01:44PM

Thats really good, I love it. Do you have anyother poems that you have created? And if so could you send me some, thats if you don't mind.

Love Lyndsey


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: rikki (---.carlnfd1.nsw.optusnet.com.au)
Date: May 08, 2005 08:53PM

I think I might have posted this one before, but here goes..




I didn't kill myself
when things went wrong
I didn't turn
to drugs or teaching
I tried to sleep
and when I couldn't sleep
I learned to write
I learned to write
what might be read
on nights like this
by one like me


Leonard Cohen


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: courtney (211.29.220.---)
Date: May 10, 2005 05:12AM

hi i need some really heavy suicide poems!! can u help??

thanks, courtney xx


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: forgotten (---.sta.sprint-hsd.net)
Date: May 10, 2005 09:43PM

i hate my life,
i wish you would hand me a knife,
i would cut my rist,
and be off in a abyss,
i would lay in my bed,
as i wait for the moment as i would be dead,
i would see a bright light,
and new everything would finally be alright,
id watch over my loved ones,
like the y never had done,
just because my parents kept me away from the only one that loved me,
im at rest and left to be


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Kyle (---.cable.ubr02.hawk.blueyonder.co.uk)
Date: June 30, 2005 03:53PM

This poem is called "leet or what?"

As i lay there in bed, with tears in my eyes,
i realise its time to zip up my flies,
my life has been pooh, depressing and shit,
if only id eaten right id probably be fit.

with an hour to go i have nothing to do
but sit here all cocky an' write a poem for you,
she spat in my face and kicked my nuts
this poem is shit but but but but but.

Thats not the point, the point is i rule,
with a leet pc and a face like a mule.
theres not much to say, i just want a beer,
whenever i need one they're never quite near.

If this poem makes you smile then your almost home
so put down that knife and take out a loan.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: louise (---.qc.sympatico.ca)
Date: July 02, 2005 05:36PM

I found this message heartbreaking really heartbreaking,feel free to email me

thanks


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: louise (---.qc.sympatico.ca)
Date: July 02, 2005 05:37PM

I found this message heartbreaking really heartbreaking,feel free to email me louisejwills@hotmail.com

thanks


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: ashleigh (---.internode.on.net)
Date: July 06, 2005 08:11AM

Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
Please forgive the manner of my leaving.
My love and need for all of you remain.
I could not long such suffering sustain,
Nor would it long have held you from your grieving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
I hope that choice will not my memory stain,
Nor lead you to be wroth at my deceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain.
For only in you do I live again,
Woven like a wind into your weaving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
I put to you the plea of the self-slain:
To comprehend an anguish past conceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain
That all that I have been not be in vain,
But blend into the earth of your believing.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
My love and need for all of you remain.


have others if you want them... e-mail me
does anyone know how many painkillers you have to have until you blackout?


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Hugh Clary (---.denver-02rh15-16rt.co.dial-access.att.net)
Date: July 06, 2005 11:15AM

Aspirin - 4 million tablets
Heroin - 1 tablespoon


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Kelli (---.consolidated.net)
Date: July 28, 2005 02:03PM

why does life treat me like some kind of test,
to be given or taken by someone's request?

My heart remains broken, my mind in a twist.
If only reality were my eternal bliss.

Im broken and lifeless, i'm ready to die.
still i beg on my knees, asking God why?

why does my heart deserve to be shattered?
to be broken up, beaten, bloody and battered?

am i being punished for something i did?
because on my soul, the devil's placed his bid.

and when he bets, he'll never loose.
I never get the chance to pick or choose.

So maybe ill die a slow painful death.
I guess i'll know when i give that last breath.

but for now ill stay in this life, cold and sad.
who ever knew living could be this bad?

but at least i've felt love, as well as pain.
this life sucks ass, we the people do ordain.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Andrea (142.165.2.---)
Date: July 28, 2005 02:13PM

Tears of Sorrow


tears of sorrow dip off my face
in the world i have no place
all my razors and all my knives
under my bed in where they hide
hidden from the world
only i, only i know
scars of a shaddered past
they will be their
they will forever last
long after i am gone
Then people will finanlly know why
my tears of sorrow......
Suicide


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: andrea (142.165.2.---)
Date: July 28, 2005 02:15PM

Hey everybody im new.... please tell me what you think of my poems... thanks, bye bye


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: audioslaved (142.165.2.---)
Date: July 28, 2005 02:35PM

as i sit
i start to slit
slit my wrists
and this is the price i have to pay
after being tormente at school
but i have so much bottled up rage and depression
i have to get it out someway
dont i?
so i slit my wrists and cut my soul
they will forever bleed pain
DIE! DIE! DIE!
fuckers........
i ate 23 rondom pills yesterday.... and drank 5 glasses of vodka... im surprised i didnt die,....
ya know.. i want to die.. but i dot have the guts
when i cut i drink the blood from my wounds.. so maybe i do it for pleasure.... but i am depressed.......oh how i long for death.

I LOVE AUDIOSLAVE!!!
AND CHRIS CORNELL
HE IS SOOO FUCKIG SEXIE!!!!
I WANT TO FUCK HIM!!!
anywho... byebye


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: audioslaved (142.165.2.---)
Date: July 28, 2005 02:38PM

some one falls to peices
sleepin' all alone
some one kills the pain
spinnin in the silence
to finally drift away
.....
yeah.. bye the way.. im andrea....bye bye.. the one who wrote tears of sorrow


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Desi (Moderator)
Date: July 28, 2005 04:55PM

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Click on "new topic" and go ahead.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: me but not (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 16, 2005 05:44PM

Feeling tired but still not sleeping
all the feelings creeping
through my bleeding soul
the scars deeper than seen
wishing to end the pain
feeling cold
for you are gone
all I have
is your spawn

Now I walk
away from all
my body resting like a doll





Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: me but not (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 16, 2005 05:52PM

all my friends dont care
all these feelings I cannot share
simply killing the ones I love
watching the others push and shove
wishing and wishing to leave it all
wishing that I could take the fall
I hear my screaming through the hall
and you cant hear it through the wall

You see all but the tears
the only things in my mirrors

I take you where I leave
when I leave
to the place in my mind


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: September 17, 2005 03:30PM

The Sick Lion and the Ass
---Jonathan Swift

A lion sunk by time's decay,
Too feeble grown to hunt his prey,
Observed his fatal hour draw nigh:
He drooped and laid him down to die.
There came by chance a savage boar,
Who trembled oft to hear him roar,
But when he saw him thus distressed
He tore and gored his royal breast.
A bull came next (ungen'rous foe),
Rejoiced to find him fall'n so low,
And with his horny-armed head
He aimed at once to strike him dead, -
He strikes, he wounds, he shocks in vain,
The lion still conceals his pain.
At length a base inglorious ass,
Who saw so many insults pass,
Came up and kicked him in the side:
'Twas this that raised the lion's pride.
He roused, and thus he spoke at length,
For indignation gave him strength:
Thou sorry, stupid, sluggish creature,
Disgrace and shame and scorn of nature!
You saw how well I could dispense
With blows from beasts of consequence!
They dignified the wounds they gave;
For none complain who feel the brave.
But you, the lowest of all brutes,
How ill your face with courage suits!
What dullness in thy looks appears!
I'd rather far (by heav'n 'tis true)
Expire by these than live by you:
A kick from thee is double death -
I curse thee with my dying breath!

The Moral

Rebukes are easy from our betters,
From men of quality and letters;
But when low dunces will affront,
What man alive can stand the brunt?


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: crying im my mind (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 19, 2005 03:32PM

(NOT A POEM)
Hi. Im just saying I exist. I think.
I wish I didnt.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: crying in my mind (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 19, 2005 03:46PM

all those I once knew
gone
all the people that loved me
gone
they are really there
but all their feelings for me
gone
they no longer understand
how I feel
sadly
crying
and wishing I was
gone
as well


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: September 19, 2005 04:35PM

The dying need but little, dear,--
by Emily Dickinson

The dying need but little, dear,--
A glass of water's all,
A flower's unobtrusive face
To punctuate the wall,

A fan, perhaps, a friend's regret,
And certainly that one
No color in the rainbow
Perceives when you are gone.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: me but not (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 21, 2005 04:51PM

all my friends dont care
all these feelings I cannot share
simply killing the ones I love
watching the others push and shove
wishing and wishing to leave it all
wishing that I could take the fall
I hear my screaming through the hall
and you cant hear it through the wall

You see all but the tears
the only things in my mirrors

I take you where I leave
when I leave
to the place in my mind


hey. I posted this earlier. I just need some ideas
thanks


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: me but not (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 21, 2005 04:59PM

all I know is that your there
your not that great, your not that fair
but I feel as though you cant see me
and your a lock without a key
so i grab the knife, I grab the blade
take me to the only place with shade
and soon Im in my frozen glade
as I cut and cut and cut
as soon as the door to your heart is finally shut
I wish you would have a fit
instead of seeing all this fucked up shit
instead of me in despair
I wish youd finally care
so now I sit right in my bed
knowing that soon i will be dead


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: September 22, 2005 02:03AM

When Rising from The Bed of Death
by Joseph Addison

When rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear?

If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought;

When Thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed
In majesty severe,
And sit in judgment on my soul,
O how shall I appear?

But Thou hast told the troubled mind
Who does her sins lament,
The timely tribute of her tears
Shall endless woe prevent.

Then see the sorrow of my heart,
Ere yet it be too late;
And hear my Savior’s dying groans,
To give those sorrows weight.

For never shall my soul despair
Her pardon to procure,
Who knows Thine only Son has died
To make her pardon sure.


Les


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: marian2 (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 22, 2005 03:32AM

There seems to be a typo in the Emily Dickinson, which is repeated in several online versions. I read the version above several times and could not make sense of the second stanza. This version makes more sense to me, with 'Certainty' replacing 'certainly'. If anyone can confirm this from a printed text, it would be useful.

The Dying need but little, Dear,
A Glass of Water's all,
A Flower's unobtrusive Face
To punctuate the Wall,

A Fan, perhaps, a Friend's Regret
And Certainty that one
No color in the Rainbow
Perceive, when you are gone.

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 09/22/2005 03:33AM by marian2.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: IanB (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 22, 2005 04:39AM

Marian, my Faber & Faber edition of ED's complete poems confirms your version exactly.

Which isn't to say that the second stanza makes total sense. Maybe it's one of her poems that she hadn't properly revised for grammar and sense.

What is the subject of the verb 'Perceive'? If it's 'one', shouldn't it be 'Perceives', or is it some kind of subjunctive, or is the reader intended to infer an unexpressed 'can' or 'will' before it?

Does 'gone' in the last line mean 'died' and is the 'you' in the last line the same as the 'one' two lines earlier, in which case 'you are' really should have been written 'one is' or 'one has'.

Is the 'Dear' in the fist stanza just someone to whom the speaker is imparting this wise information about the needs of the dying, and is it the same person as the 'you' in the last line? It doesn't seem appropriate to address this information to the person who is dying, unless ED's intention is to portray a rather callous attitude on the part of the speaker.

All quite confusing!


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: marian2 (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 22, 2005 01:27PM

I didn't say it made perfect sense, just more sense. I think that , for correct grammar, the first word of the last line should have been perceives - and is saying that there should be one friend for whom your passing takes the colour out of the rainbow.

To me it is addressed to someone hopelessly watching someone they are fond of dying, probably through old age or after a long debilitating illness like consumption, and ED is saying all that can be done in practical terms is to give them water, something nice and naturual to look at, fan them when it is hot and let them know that you regret their passing. Their other major need, to know that someone left cares for them enough to have lost the rainbow colours in their life, at least for a while, while crucial, is not necessarily available.

However, ED is often a mystery to me - I never appreciated her at all till I started reading bits on e-mule and found I liked a few.

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 09/22/2005 01:28PM by marian2.


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: IanB (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 22, 2005 06:54PM

Thanks Marian. It does make much better sense with your explanation, particularly your key insight that 'one' is used here, not as a pronoun but as an adjective referring back to 'Friend'; and your interpretation of details such as 'a Fan'.

So if 'you' in the last line is understood not as a synonym for the 'Dear' who is addressed in the first line, and not as addressing any other person, but as a generic pronoun meaning whoever is dying, the poem is saying that your needs as a dying person include some empathetic friend who expresses regret at your terminal illness, plus the sure knowledge that there is at least one other friend who loves you so much that your passing will feel to that person as if the colours were removed from the rainbow.

As for the grammar of 'perceive', I think on reflection I was too hasty in thinking that ED must have overlooked a simple error, i.e. writing 'perceive' when she should have written 'perceives' to go with the verb's singular subject. My more considered guess is that she was using 'perceive' as a subjunctive in a way that is obsolete nowadays. It's still common to use a subjunctive tense after 'necessity that ...' (e.g. 'It's a necessity that a friend BE with you'). In the usage of her time, or perhaps just in her usage, the expression 'certainty that...' may have been acceptably followed by a subjunctive tense likewise.

There's a lot in ED that makes the effort of trying to unravel her mysteries worthwhile!


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: September 23, 2005 02:09AM

1026

The Dying need but little, Dear,

A Glass of Water’s all,

A Flower’s unobtrusive Face

To punctuate the Wall,

A Fan, perhaps, a Friend’s Regret

And Certainty that one

No color in the Rainbow

Perceive, when you are gone.
----------------------------------------------------------------

Note the capital letters in this edition: [www.csustan.edu] />

Les


Re: death/suicide/poems
Posted by: Hugh Clary (192.168.128.---)
Date: September 23, 2005 12:33PM

I admit I am struck momentarily blind on occasion, but that appears identical to me. I don't really have anything to add to the discussion, except to suggest the 2nd stanza reads (formatted differently to see the flow),

A Fan, perhaps, a Friend's Regret And Certainty
that one No color in the Rainbow (will) Perceive,
when you are gone.

One wonders, as Ian notes, who the various participants are. The speaker is likely not altogether important, but who is the Dear being addressed? If the speaker is the one dying, and the Dear a friend sitting bedside, that person could also be the 'you' mentioned. The speaker could be responding to the friend's question of, "Is there anything you want/anything I can do for you." The speaker then becomes the 'one' unable to perceive a color in the last stanza.

What Emily intended to express by that sentiment, I dunno either.




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