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  August 9th, 2010 by peterjames

Tools ‹ the suicide project — WordPress.
Heavenly Tear

Tears fall from my eyes,

As your tiny hands fall from mine.

A few days is all we had with you,

It seemed a full life time.

I dreamed how we’d played,

In the sun-snow and rain.

How you would grow into a man,

Making me proud everyday.

The dull sound of the alarm,

As doctors come rushing in.

Angels flying above you,

Heavenly children sing.

I see you leave your body,

And glance down at me.

There’s a sudden realisation,

No pain-your totally free.

Now my son in heaven,

Safe as safe can be.

Heavenly tears are falling,

From him-two-you-to me .

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My fault

  August 1st, 2010 by 77evergone77

It’s all my fault,
Every last drop you drink,
Has me to blame.

It’s my fault,
When the room starts to spin,
And you start to giggle,
Just a little too hard,
To be normal.

It’s always been my fault,
That your becoming, 
almost as fuked up as me.
That in the end,
Your the one in need of a true friend.

We shared so many secrets.
And made so many promises.
But it my fault I can’t keep it,
The one promise I made,
To never give up and die,
To never say goodbye.

Everythings my fault,
I’m to blame,
Just give me some time, 
to hang my head in shame,
Before it hangs from that noose again.

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Let’s Pretend

  July 31st, 2010 by 77evergone77

Let’s pretend that nothing happened,
That the world is right,
That these marks arnt from that belt in your hands,
That tears arnt more common than rain.

Let’s pretend I’m okay,
The this blood isn’t mine,
Isn’t real.
That this blade is for cutting clothes,
Not me.
That these bruises and burns dont need to heal,
Because they were never made.

Let’s pretend that you never hurt me,
That I can still sleep at night.
That there are no nightmares,
No bloody visions,
That my screams are ones of delight.

Let’s pretend we can go back,
Before my art made me cry,
Before I wished I could die,
Before the wars at home,
That never seem to end.
Before the memories,
Of seeing a dying friend.

Let’s play …

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To tell you the truth…..

  July 31st, 2010 by lost_soul

…….. is to tell you the lies.

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Both Ends

  July 28th, 2010 by 400metermike

Being on the both ends of suicide is something that I never thought I would ever experience by the time I was 22. On August 5 2002  was the starting of all the bad things that would happen in my life. I can still remember everything about that day, I remember exactly what I was doing and I can still hear ever word my uncle Darien said to me that day. During that summer he would always come over and hangout with me until I had to go to football practice. He was like my older brother I looked up to him in so many …

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DREAMING AND SCREAMING

  July 25th, 2010 by RottingInAVacantHollow

I have been having these weird dreams about The Rev, I am indeed a fan of Avenged Sevenfold, but I am not overly obsessed at all. I have been having these dreams about his past memories (i am in his body seeing things through his eyes) and i keep getting this idea in my head to kill myself. It is like a hint to kill myself now, because things are going to get worse and i won’t be able to kill myself. also it shows every second of his life, the shows, fights,embarrassing moments, his thoughts…everything except to

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A Working Class Hero

  July 23rd, 2010 by yzh

I don’t know folks… I just find this song by Lennon to be very comforting. I’m not a Beatlesmaniac or a big fan of Lennon, a bit old for that. The words, just the words…regardless of who wrote them, That person has to know how it feels to understand the world we live in… 

 As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if

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Excuses & lies

  July 14th, 2010 by hurtcut

Excuses & lies

I just want to die,
i cut myself every day just to get the illusion.
The same feeling each time,
and i just want to die.

When i’m ready to take the final cut,
i just make up excuses.
Excuses that make me live,
they are just so annoying.

Maybe i got something to live for,
or is the excuses lying?
Because i can’t figure out what i’m living for.

This living paradise is just based on lies.
Lies that make you live.

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  July 14th, 2010 by Lostbutwillbefound

My wounds are fresh

And dripping blood

I’m screaming you’re name but you’re too far away

Im slipping deeper and deeper in

You just turn you’re head

And act like we dont have a past

But when im gone

You’ll regret turning away

When I’m gone you’re wounds will be fresh

And dripping with blood

You will scream

And I will be the one far far away

In a place where you can never find me

A place where i cant even find myself

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We aint so different, You & Me

  July 8th, 2010 by Hadouken

I see my thoughts conquering your head

I see my emotions on your face

It hurts to know you understand

Of who you are, of what I am

I see you as a caged bird

I see you yell things that cannot be heard

I feel your pain as I feel my own

I feel shut out, I see you alone

I hear you crying to yourself at night

I listen to you as my tears take flight

If you look at me you’ll understand

Of what you are, of who I

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In my heart I begged her not to go (revisited).

  July 1st, 2010 by Vincent

My story of survival from suicide after my break up.

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The Forgotten Place

  June 29th, 2010 by Vincent

happiness lays wasted,

times now dead and gone,

Sadness consuming now,

A heart now dead and gone

Innocence taken, suffocated,

No choices, yourself once hated,

Sadness belonging now

A heart blackened ash,

all that remains

Sorrow flows, a river in my veins

Frozen in time, smiles now faded

lay my head down, this is the cleansing,

a life now void of meaning.

Take a life, grasped in misery

Clutched in sorrow, no way out,

A solution drowned in powder,

Judgment not clouded, shrouded,

I’m Free

A lifeless body on looked by faces

Wet tear streams touch, forbidden places,

A eulogy placed memories erased

Fly on broken wings, to a long forgotten place

A lucid dream, saturated eternal sleep.

A mind no longer plagued,

by a disease of pain

Set free, …

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…Just another day in paradise…

  June 13th, 2010 by Vincent

Dear Everyone,

       Hi. I came here…to this site, because I didn’t know what to do. I still don’t, and I don’t know what to say to keep you reading, to keep you listening. I guess, we are all united in a way aren’t we. We all write our stories, and we share them, all united in the fact that at one point, we all wanted to die. This a connection I believe is very special, I don’t know you. I can’t see in my mind what you look like at your desk, chair, or couch right now in front of your monitor, but part of …

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Hell is a place on earth

  June 7th, 2010 by Just a stupid kid

Where the river runs red,
no one sleeps, but the dead,
with their eyes open wide,
they know nothing of pride,
in this land, despair reigns,
it has people in chains,
but the world doesn’t care,
it doesn’t know that it’s there,
for what it’s made this land feel,
it doesn’t believe to be real.

In the place where the red river flows,
it is only those,
that have lived there,
who can know,
why? People often come, but never go,
as where the river runs red,
all the people are dead.

When the shadow falls,
across your face,
and the crumbling walls,
leave only darkening dust in your place,
there’ll be no one left who recalls,
your realisation, you won’t fall with grace.

Instead you’ll die by …

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Miss Lucy Had Some Leeches

  June 6th, 2010 by 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, 2010 by 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, 2010 by 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, 2010 by 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, 2010 by 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, 2010 by 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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