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Gabriel Nov 2019
When will your ropes break
At 3am on a tight situation
You keep hanging up on the phone
So you can hang out with him
Was the best way
To strangle me
With lies
Oh I have my doubts
Yachika Sharma Jun 2019
First day,
I wept,
For I didn’t understand what was wrong

Second day,
I wept again,
For not understanding my own self.

Third day,
I was numb,
And it didn’t matter if I was wrong anymore.

Fourth day,
I stopped,
My thoughts for it was not worth it to ponder.

Fifth day,
I got up,
With courage I did not realise that I even had.

Sixth day,
I walked out,
Of the cage that i built in my mind.
Cuts on my wrists,hands curled into fists
Wondering that will i even be missed
Scars on my heart might never heal.
This is what a person must never feel.

You played my heart like it was a game.
Now I know you never felt the same
You stabbed my soul, ripped my heart.
You took my hope, tore it apart.

You shattered my heart in the times of need
Although you realised, you let it bleed.
Slowly you made my heart stop beating.
The pain you created quickly began repeating.

You killed my hope; I stopped dreaming.
When your love for me ceased, my heart began screaming,
You told that you love me, that you'd always be there,
But now those are just words floating in the air.

Slicing my heart, the heartbreaking rain.
When you tore my heart, I couldn't stop the pain.
Now I truly see,
That you never actually loved me.
You never loved me, did you?
Noah Clark Apr 2019
Sleepless I sit
Thinking of you
And all the ****
You put me through

I would have jumped
In front of a bullet
But you held the trigger
And decided to pull it

And just like that
We were no more
I closed my heart
And locked the door
Sometimes I wish I could just “shut off” for a few days
Gabriel Mar 2019
I banged my head on the wall for the first time ,
it felt like the last time we talked
the hurt surrounding my head
was like the pain you done to my heart

  Was I thinking right when I hurt myself just to not let you leave
     Or was I wrong  
knowing you'll just turn your back and leave me banging my head more ?
suicide feels wrong but the pain makes my day bright
Elaine Everdeen Mar 2019
don't tell me to not care
it's never that easy

don't tell me it wil pass
it's never that quick

just please help me
i'm begging you please

i need some advice
but please not this

tell me what to do
tell me what to say

i can't walk down there
and just ignore them

i can hear them. they're there
i can feel them. they're there

just... please help me
they won't ever die down

just tell me what to do
but please not that
It's never that easy to do it, it never goes away that fast. Just please help me
Jenna Feb 2019
The stress of tests
for which I confess
that I am depressed
but will still suppress
that feeling of stress
with a tightening in my chest

I should have guessed
instead of creating this mess
the teacher is impressed
to bad I'm too obsessed,
to even protest
I cannot help but inquest
when I will receive my eternal rest
Should be studying, I keep telling myself
Jennifer West Feb 2019
Hide me away
Wish I was gone
Give me a kiss
But bite my tongue

Slap away my faith
Laugh at my tears
Then hold me tight
Chase away the fear

Walk into the night
Leave me blind
So I can no longer see
How love died
Lewis Irwin Feb 2019
When she looked me in the eyes,
My heart collapsed into a black hole of love and ecstasy.
When she severed our ties,
My heat collapsed into a black hole of emptiness and entropy.
Lewis Irwin Feb 2019
There once was a boy,
Lonely and stripped of all joy.
He burnt his skin,
As his soul withered within.

As the days passed,
He coveted for the days that'd be his last.
And all his acquaintances shrugged,
But it was his grave they dug.

All those nights alone in a room,
On parchment pieces he sculpted his doom.
And with prowess he slipped into the unknown,
Into the hell where youth and laughter go.
I wrote this as a modernised homage to 'Suicide in the Trenches' by Siegfried Sassoon
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