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Father And Mother
I really don’t know what I’m doing. I’m extremely suicidal, I have no fear of death and I welcome it’s emptiness. However, I have this insane little happy part of myself that won’t shut up about all of my hopes and dreams and how they could still happen. I really feel like two people at once sometimes. I don’t know whether to feel good or bad that they both agree I’m ugly and look nothing like they do in my head. (I have a lot of self-hate.)
I think it might be worse because I don’t feel like I have the right to feel this way. […]
This poem was written by a fifteen-year-old boy, most likely
in the late 1960’s, two years before he committed suicide.
To Santa Claus and Little Sisters
Once,
On yellow paper, with green lines, he wrote a poem,
And called it “Chops”,
Because that was the name of his dog,
And that’s what it was all about.
And the teacher gave him an “A”
And a gold star,
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door,
And read it to all his aunts.
That was the year his sister was born,
With tiny toenails and no hair,
And Father Tracy took them to the zoo
And let […]
hi.sorry for my bad english beacause it’s not my first language.
i’m from turkey .i’m 21 years old male and i am(was?) university student .i have AD/HD(focus problem) and serve social anxiety. ihave gone to doctors here they gave me some drugs like fluxetin and propranol and some others but all of them were useless.also my doctor told me nealy all of my problems are from fear from soicety.
i came to this site about 3 month age searching about suicide and now i’m some kind of addicted to it. i check it every day and i don’t know why!!
all of my life i […]