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Miss Lucy Had Some Leeches

June 6th, 2010by Anna

Miss Lucy had some leeches
Her leeches liked to suck
And when they drank up all her blood
She didn’t give a…
Funny when the doctors
Had locked her in her cell
Miss Lucy screamed all night that they
Should go to bloody…
‘Hello’ to the surgeon
With scalpel old and blunt
He’ll tie you to the table
Then he’ll mutilate your…
Come, it’s nearly teatime
The lunatics arrive
The keepers bleed them all until
There’s no one left a…
Lively little rodents
Are eaten up by cats
We’re subject to experiments
Like laboratory…
Rats, I’ve dropped a teacup
How easily they break
I’m on my hands and knees until
I pay for my mis-…
Take off all your clothing
We’ve only just begun
We have no anesthesia
It’s eighteen forty…
One thing …

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I Am Stretched On Your Grave

May 25th, 2010by Anna

A recent post has been made concerning the song ‘Gloomy Sunday’; a song originally by a Hungarian composer which has been covered many times by various artists and has been linked to numerous suicides.

I realise completely that my last few posts have been largely music-related; whether they be comments or posts themselves, and I fear this shall be no different. But recently the desire to die has subsided somewhat, and has been replaced by simple contemplation of death. My scheduled death date still exists within the pages of my diary, but I currently feel little desire to commit suicide at this very moment in time; …

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Pathetic. But why can’t I forget him?

May 25th, 2010by Dolli Darko

The moment I met you,

it didn’t take much.

We fell in love,

now my heart you clutch.

In your beautiful hand,

on your beautiful arm.

You shied away,

I turned on my charm.

A little blue pill with molly and glass

put our relationship on turbo,

we were going fast.

I ran from home,

left all that I knew.

To be with my love.

To be with you.

I sit here alone,

wishing and wanting

you to be by my side.

This feeling is haunting

my thoughts day and night.

I lie awake hoping

the words you said were true,

we will soon be eloping.

I pray while I’m here,

your feelings don’t alter.

Last night I had a dream

of you at the alter.

Before I finish this poem,

I want you to …

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writer with no voice

May 10th, 2010by darkgermandeath

You write down how you feel. but people dont really know how hurt you are cause they cant hear your voice the tune the stutter the pain. suicide is the right thing to do.

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‘Waiting…’

May 9th, 2010by Anna

A coma might feel better than this, attempting to discover where to begin.
You’re weighed down, you’re full of something, of sickness and desertion.
You’re weighed down, you’re full of something, you’re underneath it all.

So say goodbye to love, and hold your head up high
There’s no need to rush- we’re all just waiting… waiting to die.

Hope in a better place is all I need, with moments of innocence and mystery.
Oh, it’s the little things you miss. Like waking up all alone.
Oh, it’s the little things you miss. When you’re underneath it all.

So say goodbye to love, and hold your head up high
There’s no need to rush- we’re all just …

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Take Me Away

May 8th, 2010by Unwanted

Take me away
Give me anything to distill this awful hell i live in
Morphine, percocet, heroine, alcohol
I want it all
To wash away my fading soul for good
Leave my lifeless, cold body behind
Guns, trains, ropes, knives
Please God, take this life from me
Let me die, ease this suffering
Put it to my throat, cut as deep as possible
Tie it around my neck, knot it as tight as it will go
Lay me down, let it hit me at full speed
Push it against my temple, let it blow me away
This is not a request, but a sincere, begging plea…
Take me away…

I have not a heart, but a black hole taking up …

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you say …

May 5th, 2010by helpthisfreak09

you say you love me

is this true

you say you love me

i dont belive you

how can this be

you lead me astray

i sit here crying

on the edge of the bay

you cant see this pain

and these wounds wont heal

you are my weakness

my true love seal

you now look at me

and see the pain in my eyes

when two years ago you saw a disgise

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Just Some Thoughts For You To Consider

April 28th, 2010by veronica

After briefly browsing through the posts on this blog, I immediately became panicked at the number of people who want to kill themselves.

And I’ve been there. I’ve been to that place where your chest feels like it weighs a thousand pounds, where you feel dark and cold and numb and totally alone. Where you feel like no one’s there to help you, no one wants to help you… I’ve been there. And I’ve come back, though still affected.

Depression happens, just for some (like us) it takes a stronger toll. It’s been almost 4 years since my depression first started due to bullying at school. However, I …

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My Beautiful #2

April 20th, 2010by charlotte_intheskywithdiamonds

How do you look at my beautiful?

Do you compare it to hers?

Or see it in only one light?

I am the beautiful that soars

But no longer against a storm

You held my beautiful and took it away

You made me chase you

My wings are broken

The storm was too harsh

My beautiful was broken

And now my heart

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My Beautiful

April 18th, 2010by charlotte_intheskywithdiamonds

My love is a burden

Always waying me down

It flies on wings

But you shot 

And I came to you

For peace

Only to find war

You were my beautiful

The one that I love

Flying on wings

You were my beautiful

The one that held me tight

Then the darkness came

And my wings didn’t work

So you left

When I was no longer so beautiful

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A poem?

April 9th, 2010by L_O_S_E_R

Today I woke up feeling okay, I thought it might finally be a normal day. The sky outside, looked like it wouldn’t rain…But then as I looked a second time, the whole world turned to grey.

As if my very gaze polluted it, I can’t let myself be happy, can I? Should I, if I am so broken, be allowed to walk. I will step on the shards of broken glass that fall from my eyes to the floor in front of me. And when I slip and cut myself on them, I will watch my blood bleed..

Out onto the carpets that I was supposed …

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suicide poem

April 9th, 2010by loco123

don’t give up because life is hard

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If i were a heart I’d be broken

April 8th, 2010by bleedfordavey

I wish i was outside looking in

i wish i could drop my pain i wish i could live a normal life, i wish i could hold together like everyone else i wish i could be strong

but all i am is weak full of nothing as i weep

i am suppose to be moving on suppose to be having fun healing you could say

its like everyone has abandoned me

i am diseased and alone

you dont understand you dont know

ill be fine you say and i might be maybe

my heart broken in a million pieces never whole again

my body rebelling toward me

and all that seems to

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Salvation is behind my eyelids

April 8th, 2010by bleedfordavey

Can you show me a world without pain, a world without change, can you show me what it means to be happy or to smile…please show me what its like to dream so i can erase all these tears and go to paradise
The pain lingers no matter how much i stuff it down i want to run and hide…salvation is behind my eyelids
beautiful blue sky, grass thats always green, smiles always bright never a horror scene
then i awake and it all starts over….funny how dreams never last like you want them too.

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Empty

April 8th, 2010by twisted_anna

I hate what I’ve done to him. what he’s done to me.
I choke on my own self pity.
I cry out in pain.
 The tears fall down my cheeks.
Empty.
I feel empty.
Without him.
Without his warmth.
Care.
Want.
Desire.
Love.
I miss him.
He needs me.
I want him.
but now                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
He’s gone.
like a magician and his puff of smoke.
Just… Gone.

time freezes.
and i sit here.
alone.
pitiful                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
can’t breathe.
can’t swallow.
drowning in the lost love.
of him.

of me.

                                                        our connection blood deep.
i feel what he feels
he feels what i feel.

He cries.
i cry.

I die.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
he dies.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

we ly.

alone.
but together.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                               only with the essence of who we were
so yes.
emptiness is what i feel
without him.

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Kill me

April 8th, 2010by Eshie Lena

Lie to me and kill me slowly.
Take the blade out
And shove it through my heart.
Let the blood drip out
And drown me in my own tears.
Kill me tonight because tomorrow…
I won’t be around for you to do it!
Lie to me and kill me tonight.
I want you to be the last thing I see
As you rip out my heart
And fuck it over.
Be just like the rest
And never look back
To see the mess you caused.
Lie to me and kill me slowly.
I want to die at your hands
You had promised me that
Or do you not remember
Just like all the others
You broke in the past?
Lie to me and kill me …

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My Heaven

April 7th, 2010by bridget

Thinking about my perfect heaven…

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Cancer riddled friends

March 31st, 2010by 77evergone77

my dear old friend is cancer ridden
some visible yet others hidden
his presence scares me
hemakes me wary
a lasting friendship seems forbidden

unable to do much in agony
he cannot pay for therapy
this friend, he’s so kind
he deserves to unwind
but his mother remains his enemy

my friend has now lost his friendlyy glow
and the sight of him fills me with woe
he’s such a good friend
why must this end?
Just the thought of his death is my foe

now my skin is cold, my lips are blue
the bottle lays empty, cap unscrewed
he shouldn’t have gone
now it won’t be long
till I am gone, oh what did I do?

I look away the pains for relief
my …

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