#suicidal

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  • bry_serendipity 19h

    Fuck it

    Fuck feelings, Fuck this pain.
    Fuck everyone who talked shit on my name.
    Fuck you, Fuck me.
    Fuck the motherfuckers who said we weren't meant to be.
    Fuck criticism, Fuck death wishes.
    I'm a walking corps with a target on my back.
    Fuck rasisim, fuck democracy.
    Fuck the 19th century mentality.
    Fuck life..
    Just fuck it !
    Fuck the kisses I no longer feel on my lips.
    Fuck the “I love you” that you said in the wind.
    Fuck my shattered heart that's bearly beating on the ground.
    Fuck the gun power that covered my room.
    Fuck the blood stained shirt that's drenched in despear.
    Baby I love you but Fuck you..
    For making me pull this trigger

    ©bry_serendipity

  • mighty_are_the_fallen 1w

    Not Me

    Your a lier
    Your scum
    You called us lovers
    Perfect fits
    All you did was hurt me

    I begged to help you
    You left me on read
    I begged to save you

    You ran into the woods
    You cut me
    You beat me
    You raped me
    You forced me to do so much
    Put me through so much

    I loved you with every part of my heart
    Wanted to keep you safe
    You broke my heart

    Now you're accusing me
    I want you to die
    I want you to suffer
    Put you through all the shit
    Everything you did to me
    The broken noses
    The cutting
    The burns
    The collar
    The whipping
    The slapping
    The lying
    The cheating
    The abuse
    The neglect
    And the broken heart
    ©mighty_are_the_fallen

  • angels_halo_shines 2w

    Another Level

    I woke up this morning. Lucky for me. Everything was good except, I as usual, took shit to another level.
    I sit here and cry now cuz there is literally no way out. All I can do is tip my hat to those above. I love y'all. Thanks for having my back again. ❤️
    ©angels_halo_shines

  • tell_a_tale 3w

    Nothing makes any sense/ Suicidal

    What have I gotten myself into? This world is gross and I'm sick to my stomach. I ain't passionate about my work. I don't think I'll find the love of my life in this gross, judgemental world. I don't think I'll ever look pretty. What,then, really is my purpose in this world if I can't be productive or good at anything?! Why was I born? To feel lame? To make the over acheivers/ rich kids feel better about themselves? To fill the void in the lives of my parents? To be a liability to the earth and it's resources?
    I'm just some human flesh that is still breathing. Until one day maggots eat away my remains if I'm buried....or to be the dust in some random river if I'm cremated....



    ©tell_a_tale

  • mequreshi 7w

    I want to scream in this silence,
    Silence that I kept hidden inside of me
    The hatred I have for myself ,
    May cross the value of infinity
    I remember to love myself ,
    But why should I?
    I find no reason in existence ,
    Thus inside of me ,
    I want everything to die
    I feel choked with each breath I take
    I feel each day in this world,
    My life is at stake
    Now I think they don't believe me,
    Unreasonable tears possibly were never meant to be
    Thus I don't want you to be me,
    Me and my dead self
    The hoor drowned in the urge for death,
    Crying for your help.....

  • mequreshi 8w

    I won't write sad notes today ,
    I hope noone ever feels what I feel today
    The urge for death,
    But the fear of sins
    The ease from this world
    But the burden of my actions
    All I have to do is calculation
    Which place is better to be in
    It would be for sure that place ,
    I can't say when I lived life in disgrace

  • mighty_are_the_fallen 8w

    And Still I Remember

    In the phases of my memory
    I forget things that are dear

    But something has changed
    Somthing still lingers

    Even gone from her
    My heart aches
    A feeling I lost long ago

    A dull feeling
    Of somthing missing

    My heart won't forget her
    Will not let me rest

    When I'm gone from her
    Something remembers

    Somthing distant
    But very insistent
    Bringing tears to my eyes
    Cries to my lips
    Pangs to my chest

    I remember her

    I lost everything
    Forgot everything
    Able to give up anything

    Yet she still lingers somewhere
    Deep inside she made a spot

    Parts of myself closed off
    Slowly open

    And still I remember her

    Grasping desperately to this strand
    This single feeling
    Until I see her again
    And everything restarts

    Every day with her is like a new one
    The longer she's with me
    The stronger my memories

    I feel so happy
    I thing I truly lost
    And she has returned

    For this gift
    I love her dearly
    Forever I will holder her
    Even if she no longer holds me
    ©mighty_are_the_fallen

  • nihilist010 8w

    Who am I?

    So they ask me Who am I? What am I? and I give them my typical introduction. Then they say "is that so? Are you sure?" and then I have to go back and look for who am I. Well I find that I am a sort of onion. I find that what I present to the world as myself is a mask and I peel it off and they say to me" haha now lets look into your new mask what's underneath that"...so I peel that one off and I go peeling and suddenly find that I thought there would be a pit at the center but there isn't ,it's just a pile of skins..so where am I?what am I.What is existence?

  • iamorion 9w

    I'm trying my best;
    not to end it all.
    To bear the thought;
    not to take the fall.
    I'm walking around;
    in this empty hall.
    To silence the voice;
    the suicide call.

    ©Orion

  • sruty_dey 9w

    You reading this? How? Because you are alive.
    These teenagers now, are all set anytime to end the strive, just because some things didn't go right.
    If all was supposed to go right, Why left is even a direction?
    It's okay to fail, it's okay for relationship to end,
    It's okay if your friends turned strangers,
    It's okay if you didn't crack that exam,
    It's okay if things don't fall in place.
    That's not the end.
    You are here,to see, to feel, to learn and beyond.
    You are here, for purposes untold.
    You didn't create yourself, who are you to end?
    Win the strive, stand tall, and write your name across the world.
    No one cares ones you go, just followed by some days of gloom,
    You will be forgotten in few days,
    Define your life as you stay,
    Do in bits and pieces,
    Life is long to go.
    Life is long to go.
    ©sruty_dey

  • iamorion 10w

    They have seen it once or twice
    that I'm not at all well at mind.
    They acted like it was nothing;
    they had pressing matters at their hands;
    than their only child's suicidal thoughts.

    ©Orion

  • dreamer_4 13w

    I feel.. destined to be alone. As if being with someone was never my thing in the first place... Well..atleast I won't get hurt.
    ©dreamer4

  • arcanus 13w

    Trigger warning ⚠️ #suicidal

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    Ugly Side of Mind

    Run.
    Run.
    Run as fast as you can!
    Or they'll catch you! Then torture you!
    Until you lose your mind...
    Run! Run away from them!
    "Wait, who are 'them'?"
    "Why are they chasing me?"
    No! Don't look! You'll get scared
    Unshaped. Unknown. Scary Monster.
    "What do they want from me?"
    No! Don't stop, just run!
    "What if---"
    No! They will hurt you! Run!
    "But Im tired of running, I wanna be at peace"
    "What do I have to do to stop them?"
    End it. End your life.
    Do it. End it now! Do it!
    End it and everything will be over.
    ©arcanus

  • ylviia 13w

    This is a nightmare
    I am trapped, suffocating on my own walls
    I build that even I can't reach
    My body is aching, my heart is poisended
    My head filled with lies
    Degrading myself is my favourite hobby
    Tapping into the cold water
    After I have just conquered the stormy oceans
    Again letting me feel paralyzed
    But apparently I like to suffocate
    I like the pain, I want to die
    That was no question, my mind was convinced
    He, my biggest enemy, wants us to die
    Because we are a union
    Both of us makes me
    But he is tired, I keep fighting
    I endure one battle after another
    The scars I carry, he gifted them to me
    The chain around my heart, heavy and cold
    He locked us in, he holds the keys
    He won't free us until I am dead
    So I continue my daily life
    Carrying this big weight in my heart
    I ask him how can he be so cruel
    He ask me how can I be so stubborn
    He treats me like dirt but when it comes to other people
    They are the most valuable gold he sees
    Always forcing me to wear a big smile
    To treat them nice and respectful even though sometimes I know they use me
    They all seem so out of reach
    Because I can never be good enough
    The answer lies in my hands
    I need to fight back, talk back
    I shouldn't endure this torture just because I am me
    But I don't have the strength yet
    I feel like being pushed under the ground with the weight keeping me hostage
    So left me be, swallowing in the self pity I know I don't deserve
    I will find the strength sometime, somewhere
    Maybe sooner or later


    ©ylviia

  • blackangel_ 18w

    It's time for me to transcend to
    other dimension cause I'm done here..
    No courage left in me and
    no strength to fight anymore..

    ©blackangel_

  • writeweird 18w

    who's going to save you if you kill yourself ?

    i know you're in arms of grief
    the world's outside, and it's bleak

    nothing's alive; no one to speak

    you've swallowed an ocean and
    there's nothing to feel,

    scattered and broken, in a thousand
    fragments you cannot feed --

    beyond this darkness there's a place
    that you cannot reach,

    just as you've always imagined when
    you fall asleep;

    maybe there'll be more to this storm
    after the rains have wept,

    i know you're waiting to meet that
    somebody you've never met

    i know there's more for you to feel
    than what you've left

    who's going to save you if you
    kill yourself ?

    who's going to save you if you
    kill yourself ?


    ©writeweird

  • combeau 18w

    Born in hell

    if you wanna feel from hearing some real from me let me tell you about my brother who killed himself because he grew up in hell and got out but all he did to better his life and his two daughters life even the woman he made his wife it wasnt enough because hell was his home and nothing else felt right so the good life he made for his family had him in agony he couldnt take it anymore and he sent an email to his wife as he took his life cuz he couldnt see the light and he felt safer in dark leaving his family where he started leveled with the devils home down in hell exactly how a history will tend to repeat itself.
    ©beaubearic

  • dreamer_4 20w

    "Laughter feels like a crime.."
    Ever felt that guilty and worthless..?
    ©dreamer4

  • dreamer_4 20w

    I wonder if life was ever even meant to be a pleasant endeavour..
    Still at the same weird shit..I was at some years ago..no matter how much fucking growth..you say I have gone through..no matter how much time has past..I am still the same old fucked up me..which kind of pisses me of..
    I just wish that I could be a better version of myself..
    ©dreamer4

  • hirdesh17 23w

    Hii. Sharing my personal thoughts with people feels liberating. No one knows me here. I'll be happy if you read this and then reply in the comments :)



    How to un-gay ?
    That's what a 14 years old will search on the internet. When all he faces in the school is bullying , embarrassment and hatred.

    How to walk like a man ?
    That's what a 15 years old will search on Quora
    when hes being mocked, made fun of, called names not just in school but tuition, autos everywhere.

    How to control moobs ?
    That's what a 16 years old will search on internet when all evetyone does is stare at my chest. When all what my naughty classmates do is pinch them. Coz normal boys dont have them.

    How to Not be feminine?
    That's what you'll search when you love your mother's
    Sarees more than the shirts you wear. But you really cant do it. Its a sin. What if anyone catches me doing so?

    How to Not be a homosexual?
    That's what one will search when they live in a country where its a crime to be gay. Not just in the laws but in the prejudiced eyes of society too! That's what you'll search when you fear that telling reality can cause your parents throwing you out on streets. That's what you'll search when your sister asks you not be this way. Coz she's always wanted a brother. Not a gay.




    #lgbt #lgbtq #queer #gay #loveislove #pride #lgbtpoetry #prose #writersnetwork #mentalhealth #depression #anxiety #suicidal #keeptrying #selflove

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    How to un-gay ?

    How to un-gay ?
    That's what a 14 years old will search on the internet. When all he faces in the school is bullying , embarrassment and hatred.

    How to walk like a man ?
    That's what a 15 years old will search on Quora
    when hes being mocked, made fun of, called names not just in school but tuition, autos everywhere.

    How to control moobs ?
    That's what a 16 years old will search on internet when all evetyone does is stare at my chest. When all what my naughty classmates do is pinch them. Coz normal boys dont have them.

    How to Not be feminine?
    That's what you'll search when you love your mother's
    Sarees more than the shirts you wear. But you really cant do it. Its a sin. What if anyone catches me doing so?

    How to Not be a homosexual?
    That's what one will search when they live in a country where its a crime to be gay. Not just in the laws but in the prejudiced eyes of society too! That's what you'll search when you fear that telling reality can cause your parents throwing you out on streets. That's what you'll search when your sister asks you not be this way. Coz she's always wanted a brother. Not a gay.


    How to die without pain?
    That's what I search everytime things become overwhelming for me. But my love for people who think that I should un-gay. Doesn't let me die.
    And this ache , pain, trauma. Doesnt let me live either.
    ©hirdesh17