Poems About: SUICIDE

In this page, poems on / about “suicide” are listed.

  • 301.
    STEPHEN ASSISTED SUICIDE... JAN 19TH,2013

    STEPHEN ASSISTED-SUICIDE … Jan 19th,2013
    BY
    JAMES BREDIN read more »

    James Bredin
  • 302.
    Love Is Pain

    Today is the day I wipe my tears,
    Today is the day I end all fears,
    As I grab the gun the bullet flys,
    I have now commited suicide, read more »

    Lisa Tauzin
  • 303.
    Suicide Scars

    i look at myself in the mirror wondering.
    wondering what happend to the girl i used to be.
    wondering why there are scars on my wrist.
    why i did this to myself. read more »

    Trish Spencer
  • 304.
    An Epidemic Of Melancholy Proportions

    an epidemic of melancholy proportions
    is sweeping through many societies countries
    despair dejection sadness misery hopelessness
    are recession downturn decline consequences read more »

    Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
  • 305.
    Old People Dying... May 1st,2013

    Old people thinking of dying don’t normally make a fuss,
    Many of them standing by the roadside just waiting for a bus,
    Busy Politicians don’t see them as they quickly drive by,
    But those with a terminal illness should be allowed a suicide. read more »

    James Bredin
  • 306.
    'The Devil's Chair'

    A suicide note
    I carved on my chair
    With a rusty old key
    Wrapped in devil’s hair read more »

    L.C. Morgan
  • 307.
    Suicide Note

    I made a suicide note
    That said I would soon be in a place where no one can hurt me.
    All those lies you filled my head with
    Made me crazy. read more »

    Anthony Hartley
  • 308.
    SUICIDE

    There’re hills in life and rocky vales
    There’re thorns on roses too
    There’re tranquil days and stormy gales
    And ways we should pursue read more »

    Michael P. Johnson
  • 309.
    To Want is to Crystallize Your Own Path to Self-Destruction

    Silence broke out through the hearts of everyone
    We all went blind from the sight this plastic Winter had brought
    The forgiveness he begged for was never shown to him
    After the suicide there was no funeral read more »

    Michael Robertson
  • 310.
    Do I Live...Or Die?

    suicide has been tempting me
    with a permanent gift
    I'm hoping to soon see read more »

    No Reason To Care
  • 311.
    A Month From Hell (revisted)

    I didn't think much
    could happen
    in so little time read more »

    Scarlet .....
  • 312.
    Suicide Scars

    i look at myself in the mirror wondering.
    wondering what happend to the girl i used to be.
    wondering why there are scars on my wrist.
    why i did this to myself. read more »

    teresa johnson
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