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 Jun 2015
niamh
A life without love
Is like a night sky without the stars.
It's still there,
Just not quite as beautiful
 Jun 2015
Phil Lindsey
I have read too many poems
From those of you who want to die.

I read the words, I hear your voice,
Yes, I hear your desperate cry,
I am torn and heart-sick at your plight;
Yet, I have to ask you why?
For when you close your eyes forever,
The hurt and pain won’t go away,
It crawls inside all those you love,
Where it kills them every day.

Were you jilted by a lover?
Are you an addict, beaten down?
Or is it that you don’t fit in
On the ‘right’ side of the town?
Does no one understand you?
Or “It doesn’t matter anyway”,
Because when you try to tell us,
We listen not to what you say?

No, I cannot feel the pain you bear
But I understand it’s real
Is there anything that I can do,
To try and help you heal?
Do you want someone to hold your hand?
Do you want a shoulder for your tears?
Do you want someone to scream at you?
Or hold you tight and calm your fears?

Do you need a teacher?  Or a coach?
Or a banker for your debt?
Do you want a job that’s interesting,
Or any job that you can get?
Do you want to make somebody proud?
Or find someone to share your life?
Or do you only want a yes-man
To hand you the pills, give you the knife?

You may say, “Shut up old man! –
Don’t want to listen to your ****.
You’ve always had it easy,
You always won, you never had to quit.
You don’t have a ******* clue.”
And you’re right I probably don’t
But if you keep it all inside,
No one will, and I sure won’t.

Please seek some help, I beg of you
You each have talents, and a heart
There’s a remedy or cure somewhere
For the pain that’s tearing you apart
I’m not a doctor, or a shrink
But I’ve seen suicide up close,
It hurts and devastates the ones
Who loved the victim most.
Phil Lindsey  6/8/15
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Suicides in the United States are the third highest cause of death behind cancer and heart disease in age group 15 to 45.  In 2013 a person died of suicide every 12.8 minutes.

Baby Boomers - age group 45 to 65 had a suicide rate of 19.1 per 100,000 in 2013.
Age 15 to 24 had a suicide rate of 10.0 to 100,000 in 2013.

From 2000 to 2013, the overall rate in the U.S. has risen from 10.4 to 12.6 per 100,000 .  In Northern and Eastern European countries it is significantly higher.

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 Jun 2015
PrttyBrd
In all honesty,
The best part of me
...is you*




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10w
 Jun 2015
Jacob Cuadro
Every word you speak I can see them flow,
Burning them to ashes digging them to the ground below.

Don’t waste my time and your breath for your filthy lies,
You can’t fool me I can see it in your eyes.

So you really like to play with people emotion,
And messing with their mind to make it one of your obsessions.

Take me instead and leave others alone,
Your words can’t break my bones.

Made of steel with lava of blood and a frozen heart.
Now it time for you to be taken apart.

Fed from the devil raised by the demons darkest army,
Where I take you to the place to feel so empty.

Your just like every wanna be out there.
As I speak my words poisoning the air.

Thugs that pretend to be hard, weak minded and never really that smart.
Murders that take away people breaths, angry and afraid from other people success.

****** never loved and a mind in lust. Making women’s felt helpless and confuse and these people should burn to dust.

Thieves’ greedy and selfish ways, jealous for what they don’t have as their happiness always decays.

These are the peoples that belong to me,
To bring them to place where I was born a place where they can’t hardly breathe.

No imagination can’t describe what shower of flames feels like,
A pain and screams echoing through every ear that no longer can’t fight.

Would you follow these foot step and do the thing they do,
If so I be coming for you.

**By Jacob Cuadro
 Jun 2015
Livia
Love
                                  Is when you never give up
                                 On each other, no matter how bad
                                 Things get. Love
  
Isn't
                                 False words and fake promises. Not a
                                 Relationship built on lies.
                                 But times that you spend that couldn't be more

Real.
                                Love should be unconditional.
                                Never changing and never ending.
                                If so, love is infinity. Lasting forever and

Ever.
Just another weird late-night poem about love..........
This earth is a beautiful place,if you decide to search for the beauty,its in
The trees,
The flowers,
The sky,
The birds and their songs which may at times sound like noise,
The different looking people are an addition because they make this place more colorful and interesting.
 Jun 2015
BF
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Pity the fool who does
not believe words can
change lives
 Jun 2015
Adele
Peter Pan said, "Don't grow up. It's a trap."

I say, "Don't fall in love. It's a crap."
 Jun 2015
niamh
You can't force a feeling.
Your pen will not be fooled.
Ink dries in mockery
Of your obvious lies
Leaving an imprint
Like the ghost of a shadow
Of someone you wish you were
 Jun 2015
unknown
I don't regret meeting you,
or having feelings for you at all.
Actually meeting you and everything else made me the happiest person alive.
I just want you to leave my mind already.
 Jun 2015
niamh
She offered up her heart
Upon a plate.
He feasted
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