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jǫrð Feb 2021
Hammered the last
Nail in my coffin
From the inside sticking out
For some unfortunate
Future soles' finding
The History: Have you ever trained your replacement?
Deep Feb 2021
Asphyxiated
High on sleeping pills,
A human form lies in bed,
Who knows what grief snatched
the bag of life from him,
Now he sleeps like a body
conquered by death,

I knew him once, he was a jolly creature,
the life of party, the dream of every girl,
drank wine like Romeo kissing Juliet,
danced a happy dance which his moving-shaking
limbs professed the inner detention,
But one day, he vanished, making parties lifeless,
girls restless, and Wine heartbroken,
He was amid us but so far,

I wonder about my inaction,
why I never invited him in
when he daily came asking for his room key.
Rae Jan 2021
there was a time
when this feeling was unknown.
there was a time when someone felt
what i am feeling now
for the first time.
i wonder if they made it out alive.
i wonder if i will.
ahhhhhhhh
Sirius Jan 2021
One day, my head will hang loose.
in a shredded, old noose. The apartment will be empty;
sick whimpers in the cold.
A chair sits – with a sagging face,
      waiting to be toppled from
under me.
      
Right time – right motivation –
right moment.
My skin will be hot, and my veins will be blue;
I’ll close moist eyes, lips thin, hoping for painless death
to come true.
        I think, I’ll feel renewed.
             Only to find my legs kicking
         from under me – like I’m drowning in an ocean
           of unoxygenated ecstasy.

Laughing at the pathetic attempts of my body fighting pure
    misery.
“Not strong enough,” they’d whisper; I’ll prove them wrong
and grab peace by the neck
        like the noose
        did to me.

She’ll come home at 10 to find the lights on;
hit the door and scream of forgotten vengeance
only to find a nobody had died
and cry and cry and cry
till her eyes are dry.
Jaicob Jan 2021
I wish to be tossed
Onto the soft, rich topsoil
And devoured quickly
By wriggling worms and insects.
I wish I was dead.
A haiku about fertilization...  Nothing more :)   No secret meanings at all... This totally isn't a desperate cry for help
That Random Guy Jan 2021
Thought of you
everyday

thought of you
to tell you what you meant

thought of you
to express what i feel

thought of you
and then to end myself again

thought of you
i remembered us

thought of you
i remembered our screenshots you on call

thought of you
i look for you in my sunsets

thought of you
but i am dead to you

thought of you
how easily you moved on

thought of you
why it didn't work

thought of you
we were supposed to last forever

thought of you
you sleep great and i have accompany by darkness

thought of you
then i remembered

thought of you
you dont care

thought of you
i still remember our future together

thought of you
i remember what i am next to you

thought of you
i cry sadness and love

thought of you
i am empty broken

thought of you
you made the decision to be apart

thought of you
i spill art of sorrows and lust for death

just
thought of you
don't tell me you feel a thing and it was mutual

don't tell me it was not all very sudden

don't tell we didn't understand each other

don't tell me cause you left me broken and being brutal you once were cause it still feels same.

don't f*cking tell me you aren't happy either cause it was quick for you to leave.
Kit Scott Jan 2021
I wonder, if I drifted off
Would he come for me
Would he brush his fingers through my hair
And take me in my sleep

Would he bring me into his arms
And cradle me close
Though no heartbeat could sound by my ear
Behind his pitch-dark robes

Would he carry me away
My prince on a pale horse
My own heartbeat fading, dwindling
Lost forever in pause

Some part of me wishes to greet him
Quickly, without delay
But my sweetheart knows his work
And I know I cannot stay

So I will place my feet on the ground
And spin with him once more, once again
Yet another parting flirtation before
I spin back into life’s fray

I cannot dance long with
This on-and-off lover of mine
Because when I run to him
He (always, always) leans in, whispers, gently

"This is not your time."
Haven't been having the best time lately! But I have enough spite to keep me going! But sometimes I just want to leave.

Trying to tag this makes me feel like a proper emo though ****.
Jaicob Dec 2020
-Hate yourself to the point of misery

-Slash your skin into oblivion

-Make your flesh a canopy of the hatred you feel

-Still feel numb after all of the pain

-Get yourself a rope

-Hang the rope on a sturdy branch

-Tie the knot properly
         - make a loop
         - spiral the rope around the loop
         - tuck the rope through the loop
         - pull on the end to tighten

-Pull a stool under your necklace

-Stand on the stood and wear your craft

-Kick the stool away

-"Look, Mum! No hands!"

-Think of your mum.... and others you love...

-Gasp for air but find none

-Shed a tear, cry out in agony

-Feel your neck being stretched out

-Remember the lovely touches from your loved ones... Remember how your brother used to nuzzle up by your chest and whisper against your neck

-Remember the times your friends used to hug you around the neck

-Remember the way Their lips felt against your supple skin

-Cry out harshly one final time

...Darkness

                                       Nothing is left anymore...



-You did it!

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The pain you face doesn't go away when you do. It's simply transferred onto others. The ones who cry at your funeral, the ones who will miss your voice, the ones who notice an empty place where you used to sit, the ones who shed a tear at the mention of your name, and even the ones who seemed to hate you will still love you the same. They'll be devastated. If you ever need to talk with somebody, I've been here before. I've been to the lowest of lows, and I've attempted before. You can always talk with me. My instagram DMs are open all the time. @darlingdrawingqueen

Don't be afraid to reach out. Your life is important, and you are loved by so many people. If not until now, then I love you. I love you so much, and I really want to get to know you.
If you're ever feeling this way, please reach out to somebody. If nobody else, you can ALWAYS message me. I love you dearly, and life will get easier, darling. I promise.
N Dec 2020
II
Lover,
I still fear the heavy
silence of the night

Will you lull me
to a long sleep?
ilias Dec 2020
all the dead sunflowers
in my mind
they were drowning
in the vacuum
I gave them up
to see them
loosing their
blossoms
and I felt so
incredibly powerful
as I drowned
myself too
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