Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov’d,
I never writ, nor […]
I don’t think I’ve felt complete in years. All there. Like something gnawing at my brain — chewing on it. A hamster or a rat just munching away bit by torturous bit. Like watching a horror movie where everyone dies at the end — you know — but you have to watch them die one by one. Or that moment on a beach when you see the water pull out for a couple kilometers out and it dawns on you — you’re impending doom […]
Hi, it’s a time ago that I wrote a post here and I even feel more miserable than I was. I really can’t understand why methods are not allowed here. I mean detailed methods, not things like ‘jump before the train or shoot yourself in the head’ because sincerely I don’t have the guts to do something like that. In 2011 I jumped from the balcony of my appartement but it only shattered my bones! I was even not near death. I took some painkillers the day before and when my mum started to threaten me I jumped. I was not scared at all. I […]
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window […]
I have researched and read that jumping from a great height is the most effective method of suicide this side of shooting yourself with a shotgun. Yet I worry about the people who might find me: what if it’s some little kid who is then traumatized for life, because of what I did. That would be jacked up.
I recently watched the documentary, The Bridge; it was about suicides from the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco over about a year. The film has been both praised as illuminating and criticized as exploitative. The only thing I know is that, as effective suicide rates go, jumping from a great height (“from a greeaaaaattttteeee height”, as Radiohead would put it) is highly successful. We have a local bridge in PA that has a higher clearance the the GGB. Now more than ever I want to jump from it.
So I guess on this post ill tell you about something that has been wrong me for years. I was diagnosed with cancer at age 7, for about two years I was on radiation and it was hell. I puked alot, I stunted my growth, made me really skinny, and I’m small in body size and it stopped me from doing things I wanted to do. I got picked on for having cancer through my life up until now (18yrs)
Each time I think of it an how it affected me makes me cry so much because I wish I was normal. It’s even hard […]
Lights seeps in
Darkness fades away
Darkness seeps in
Light fades away
In between is a balance
A balance for neutral peace
Peace cannot be destroyed only pushed away
We all go through darkness
We all go through light
In between is a balance that’s just right
so sit tight dear kite
for you will fly in such great height
for you are the light
so that the dark will sit right in tight
for peace of flight that is just right
~M00n – how was it? I just wanted to express my feelings on total peace and how the dark needs to come together with the light to work together and sort out what they are feeling when they […]
Cracks in the walls
Deep within darkened halls
Where is the light?
You left me long ago
Will I leap?
From this deathly height
Or will I go running?
In terrible fright
Can you keep what matters most?
Or do you rip
Hearts from throats?
Can I count you as a friend?
Or will you hound me
To the end?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q1w2QP2v8E8
Exploited
Human beings
to fill the pockets
of the elite
They say you’re “valued”
They say they “care”
Machine feeding machines.
WE NEED REFORM
What is this
Slave trade you prefer?
Unionized to abuse our rights
Unjust actions
to fill that bank
till your money suffocates
from the guilt
of the blood it took
I’m screaming for reason
I’m screaming from rage
I’m screaming for Answers
You will not say
I’m screaming for justice
I’m screaming for peace
I’m screaming for action
with nothing but satisfaction
I have done a lot of thinking lately and I just realized that no one in this god damn world cares and loves me. I mean all I do is bring agony and pain to my family and friends. I keep on making them sad and disappointed because of me. Which has led me to the conclusion that I will commit suicide soon as in really soon. I might use a gun, or jump from a certain height, or even drink poison or something like that. Because right now I give up. I don’t care about my life anymore. Peoples lives would be better without […]
loneliness is an ocean with an infinite depth, that will constantly drown you and you will loose sight of others. Popularity is an atmosphere that has an infinite height, it will get you so high such that, you will loose sight of yourself.
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill himself doesn’t do so out of ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom it’s invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill himself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just […]
I am only 5’5″ tall, which is really short for an 18 yrs old male like me. Almost everyone, including girls that I would like to date are much taller than me. I am always ashamed when I am around people. People never take me seriously and I have been bullied and insulted because of my height many times. It amazes me to see that how many people are complete jackasses who judge people by their appearances. It is as if it is taught to them that short people aren’t people, they have no feelings, you can insult and bully them to for sick plesure […]
I found the perfect bridge the george westinghouse memorial bridge and was thinking of just ending it tomorrow. Thanks to the hackers and their hacking tricks and my manic behavior I managed to get in a situation where I’m facing serious jail time maybe life, and I don’t think I have it in me to do it. Due to their P.R campaign everyone thinks I’m some psycho beyond redemption and they intend to crucify me despite never having a prior record. I just can’t deal with this anymore. It’s the perfect height the success rate is very good. I can’t hang myself I’ve tried, but […]
I am an artist
Though I cannot paint
I cannot write a novel
I cannot act in a film
Yet I am an artist
My paintbrush is my razor
My story is told through my tears
My film is life and my smile is the main character
I am an artist
Whose painting is in cerise beads
Whose story is in each crystal stream
Whose persona hides a reality behind a perfected smile
I am an artist
An artist with a dark truth
A hidden story
And a made up happy ending
I am an artist
An artist that has ran out of space for […]
Does anybody else think of jumping in front of a train every time you hear the sound of it or see it?
Think of jumping in front of every moving car? Crashing your car? Lying down in the freeway?
Think of jumping off every high height you see?
Think of stabbing yourself?
Think of hanging yourself?
Triggered into suicidal thoughts through anything you could possibly hurt yourself with?
Want to get a gun and shoot yourself and be gone forever?
How about every time an ambulance goes by, you think, why that person and not me? I want to die. Give me some way out, please.
Think of drowning and suffocating and water […]
Im sure my brain is “wired” incorrectly
Unable to sleep propperly since a child
Earliest memory is standing above a large drop (for my age/height at the time) wating to throw myself down it
So I have been wishing death since 4/5 years old
Im almost 30 now and it cant continue
In the past I have tried a mix of different drugs, as one does in younger years
I found almost all of them to produce strange effects ine that no one else got
Mdma made me feel like my body was stuck in slow motion. Anti depressants are based on this kind of chemical structure and in turn cause similar […]
Humans aren’t born with an innate sense of fear, we’re taught to fear things in life. I fear knives and falling; and for that very reason opted to not take my life that way. But bleeding to death and falling from a significant height is not only fatal, but you pass out relatively quickly or die instantaneously. They’re methods that I’ve been avoiding because of my stupid fear of driving the knife through my abdomen or free falling to the ground. Fuck the plastic bag and struggling! Fuck the tight closet that is completely useless! I’m going to stab myself and whether I become […]
At the risk of becoming “that guy,” the one that’s a massive douche, is suicidal and writes poetry, I’ve written my first poem.
Wordpress didn’t seem to like the file being embeded but you can read/hear it here: https://soundcloud.com/bullfrog_88/we-believed-them-spoken-word
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