ive written on here once you may rebember me from the post “if you care please read!!”
ive decided on something. ive read through comments and posts and decided on something, if i ended my life, i would end up hurting everyone who has ever cared. about a week ago i made a promise to my self that i wont end my life until i am sure, i will go on with the old plans of my life with a couple of new additions.
first i will find out if the person i love loves me back.
second i will start a few extra curiccular activities to help distract me from any thoughts of suicide
i also have been working hard to raise money to save panda and polar bears.
i have also wrote a poem to help people like me.
here it is:
The feeling of death
The feelings of anger and sadness rush through my skull,
Nothing may ever help me feel whole,
While i wonder and ponder and think,
I still have to go to this shrink,
Always ask me why,
It’s because of my new aliby,
Maybe some day death and despair,
Will some how no longer haunt the air,
But until then i will still feel,
like i am on the spinning wheel.
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did you likee the poem? I am hoping to make a poetry book about suicide and if this is any good i will want to publish it.☺
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FIRE
2 comments
it was a kind of depressing poem, but pretty well written. however’ i do not suggest that you do poetry about suicide…because when suicidal’ the first thing people look for is sympathy – so if you do this, and people read depressing poems like this one, and especially if they are well written like this one….well i doubt it would give them any hope. if you do not take a stand against suicide’ people will continue to think in favor of it when they read your poems. however again, i am more interested in your situation. why do you come to this site? do you pray to God for an easy life or for strength?? please talk to me, daniel@helpmesaveus.com
well the thing about my poem is that when I wrote it I was going to commit suicide, but I promised myself that I wouldn’t hurt myself, causing pain to my mother, therefore the depressing feeling when you read it…
I was actually going to try and publish this in a poetry book about life, this one would be last, the poems would be in order of what happens in life (EX. born, grade school, middle school, first kiss, high school, colledge, carrer, then death)