Tiddely Winks

Suicide - Poem by Tiddely Winks

suicide, suicide i wish i was dead.
suicide, suicide oh how much my wrists have bled.
suicide, suicide were almost there.
suicide, suicide no more skin, the blade will tear.
suicide, suicide we have one week.
suicide, suicide so filled with relief, i cannot speak.

seven days, suicide; until i die.
six days, suicide; no longer will i cry.
five days, suicide; ooh i cant wait.
four days, suicide; until i meet my fate.
three days, suicide; till my last word is said.
two days, suicide; twenty four hours till im dead.
one day, suicide; till night tears through dawn.
today, suicide; i am dead, i am gone.

Comments about Suicide by Tiddely Winks

  • (4/3/2010 2:14:00 AM)

    HA, did you just copy and paste it?
    Cause it certainly LOOKS like it! , I wrote it THAT exact way-
    with the semicolons and unnecessary commas, so i could tell if someone
    tried to pass it off as there own.. This is the EXACT reason I doubted posting my poems on here! ! !
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  • (10/9/2009 5:00:00 AM)

    There are seasons of the soul n' heart in life n' with the years unfolding the fires burn within then as the phoenix flies the flames the mind be followin'.

    We have our dark days and writing about them is cathartic n' often heralds Spring.

    Keep writin' your grove n' watch it grow with you.
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  • (9/11/2009 9:55:00 PM)

    I enjoyed this piece... well done. (Report) Reply

  • (9/10/2009 10:49:00 AM)

    This poem is clever and great.
    I hope you live 100 years past today's date.
    Even though I must say it's really sad,
    that some may think this piece is bad.
    Some may say you are juvenile or mad,
    but to write such words, the life you must have had.
    The chance to be friends with you I am glad,
    because to me you seem pretty rad.
    I hope if you are having these feelings and thoughts, they are a tiny fad,
    because so much to life you have to add.
    After all you are not even the age of a grad.
    Sometimes around our spirits, must in steel be clad.

    I just wrote that for you XD, hope ya like. A poem for a friend, sound like a good title?
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  • (9/9/2009 8:20:00 PM)

    to be or not be, hopefully you choose the former so you can create more poetry. :) (Report) Reply

  • (9/9/2009 7:20:00 PM)

    another new style, good job 10+ (Report) Reply

  • (9/9/2009 3:38:00 AM)

    good write is this your first time writing I wish the best of luck write more and ur poems will become more insperational like mine has i used to fell the same pain (Report) Reply

  • (9/8/2009 7:26:00 PM)

    I like it, very deep, very impactful. I just hope it's not an acurate and true reflection of your emotions. You have talent. (Report) Reply

  • (9/8/2009 6:49:00 PM)

    Albert's a jackass, ignore him. His insults simply show his own immaturity, no doubt the irony is lost on him. i liked the countdown at the end, good poem. (Report) Reply

  • saltedpeanut blank (9/7/2009 11:19:00 PM)

    ignore that last comment he fancies him self an authority that can choose what is art and what isn't but in actuality art isn't always for the audience sometimes it's just self expression for the artist to get what's off their mind and if it made you feel better after you wrote it by all means don't let him discourage you from writing such feeling just because he doesn't want to hear of it. Art is first and foremost for the satisfaction of the artist. (Report) Reply

  • (9/6/2009 10:55:00 PM)

    This is harsh but deep, i pray god will bless you with happines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 6, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 15, 2011

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