#suicide poems on Hello Poetry

Esme 2d

Can I be selfish for once?
Can i leave my friends because i cannot deal with fighting for them
When i am already fighting to survive
I want to be selfish
I want to cry in front of my girlfriend and have her hug me
I want to curl in a ball and go quiet wishes for touch
But i cant
If im selfish i will loose my best friend
So i will run myself into the ground
If im selfish i will lose you
#i want you
So i will breathe another day, for you
But one day it will get too much
And i wont fight for you
Because i didnt fight for myself

#suicide #death #greif #sadness #freinds #heartbreak #sob #sad #cry

alex 4d

The Wood of Lost Children

A small stream of sunlight
through the foliage
illuminates a noose
hanging from a tree.
A swirling darkness surrounds it,
the sounds of fractured voices
whispering relentlessly.

He cried
until capillaries burst.
She screamed
until vocal cords shook.
They all pleaded
again and again—
but their words
fell on deaf ears.
No one protected them,
no one picked them up.
They learned to walk
on broken legs,
and no one questioned
why they limped.

Obviously in the wrong state of mind.
Unexpected.
Tragic.
—or was it
blindingly obvious?

She tried her best,
learning to be a parent
while still a child herself.
It was her first time living.
People make mistakes—
but hers left bruises,
cracked bones
that never quite healed.

Children aren’t meant to be broken.
And yeah, maybe she was still learning,
but so were they.

#lost #broken #abuse #neglect #trauma #parents #child #suicide

Esme 6d

Before i die

I lived
No survived
For love
The hope that i could have teenage love
Then i could die in peace
But im getting closer to that edge
And as much as i love my first girlfriend
The urge to jump is too high
The one thing i lived for is slipping away
And soon i will have nothing left to live fore
I wanted to experience love before i died
No i want to die before my death

when i was younger i didnt attempt suicide because i wanted to be a teen, now im a teen and id ont want to suicide for teenage romance, now i have my first girlfreind and have realised having a relationship doesnt make me want to not die...small me was wrong, she shouldve died when she was 6, instead of put it off till now

#suicide #lesbian #wlw #gay #heartbreak #death #love #girlfriend

Esme 6d

Illusion of a smile

Im loud
I laugh loudly
I love loudly
Maybe one day
i can perfect the art of loudness
The loudness that drowns out
all other feelings

I smile alot
I laugh at jokes
Can you tell someone stabbed me
if I laugh and cover the wound with my hands
i f i laugh as my breathe slips away
and my hands turn red with my own pain

Im an extrovert
But can you tell that i secretly cry myself to sleep
That i have sad playlists so
maybe one day my last tear can be shed

I love my friends
But can you tell i hate people
Sometimes even them
When im on my phone and i get a text
i have to smile at my phone just to prove
Prove im not a horrendous person

Maybe one day
It will be the end
My loudness will quiet
My laughs will stop
And i will be in the ground

Maybe then the only loudness
Will be your sobs
As they echo in my brain
Hollow of thoughts

can u tell im a intorvert who is suicidal?

#introvert #suicide #heartbreak #smile #false #fake

Esme 7d

My girlfriend

I have a girlfriend

I have a girlfriend so why do i still wish for my breath to be stolen
I have a girlfriend so why do i wish to have my whispers be a memory to those who forget my shadow,
So why do i wish to die

I have girlfriend so why do i still wish to not exist,
Why do i still want the blood to slip down my arms like truth is spilling from my veins
Why do i wish for the blood to crystalise in my heart till it suffocates and gets blackened

I have a girlfriend
So why do i still feel empty-

this poem is because for about 2 years now i just assumed that once i had my lesbian dream girlfreind my depression and suicidal thoughts would go but it didnt go and as much as i love her i still wish to not be here :(

#girlfriend #lesbian #wlw #suicide #pain #death

Esme 7d

Remember being Forgot

My school held an assembly,
They passed around notes saying ‘who do you want to remember you by’
I wrote down who they wanted me to write,
‘I want my friends and family to remember me’
I was lying

I wish none had ever remembered me
That way when i go no one will grieve
But sadly the only reasons to live,
Aren't even the people and their love
But that they love so disgustingly if i leave i know they will suffer
And thats why i stay

But in all honesty I want to forget being remembered.

i kinda wanna die but if i do i know it will destroy others lives and its not worth it for them to suffer because of my pain.

#suicide #pain #heartbreak #love #family #freinds #selfharm

Esme 7d

The last time

I was seven,
The last time i thought about suicide,
I was severely bullied,
my dad left,
my mum worked
and i had no friends apart from a singular cat
that also died
My family grieved when i was born
And all i wanted was love
People mistook it for attention seeking
But i was attention needing

I planned ways to die,
Self harmed,
And from ages 6 and 7 cried continuously

Im now 15 and in year 11
And i feel like that same kid

I have a girlfriend now
Im queer
And neurodivergent
Yet somehow i still feel like that sad child wanting it to be over
Im 25 days till 8 years clean
And yet i still want to relapse

Have some scars so im valid
Cry because i can and because i have no better response

I want to die-

i think i need help but
camhs is so slow i might as well just grab the razor

#suicide #attempt #selfharm #death #greiveing #greif #heartbreak

Esme 7d

painting my heart red

I want to die, words i mutter to often now,
I tried accept that i will always be blue,
But when i paint my blackened heart red ,
i know they can smell the imposter,
Yet they say nothing,

Every time the paint washes off people help repaint it
As if my heart will beat weakly till i die ,
but atleast then its not their fault
How could it be, they didn't spot the signs
But they did,

They painted over them till they would deny plausibility,
I don't blame them, they love me
Yet somehow when i mutter the hush of my pain,
All i get is laughs and ‘that is so real, i have double maths next’
i mutter truths you turn to jokes,

It's not their fault
They do not get it, its a trend
But one day i wont turn up to maths
And maybe then will they realise that maths
isn’t the worst thing that could happened to them

basically a poem cuz my mates and my gf all laugh n stuff when i say 'imma **** myself' as if im not dead serious <3 dont **** urself babes over double maths with miss awe (my maths teacher)

#red #love #painting #dead #suicide #selfharm #trends #pain

Izan Almira 7d

Prayer

If we’re God’s paintings,
I want to ask him
to stop adding layers
to mine;
that I have always liked
incomplete finishes.
That I need no more
lights–
no more life–
Than he can please
bring me to an end.

I was looking through old stuff and re-read this long poem about life as a painting in Spanish. It ended with this stanza and it shattered my ******* heart in pieces.

#god #religion #prayer #suicide

Izan Almira 7d

Memories

The hall boozed with excitement.
The first exam of your GCSE—
it was a subject you could barely pass.

And so you sat, while everyone else
laughed, cried or revised,
you closed your eyes.
Your left hand on your right one’s wrist.
Adding pressure to it as if to stop the bloodflow.
More and more until someday
a blade would no longer terrify your brain.
Training yourself
for the moment you died.

Oops, who wrote that?- (i'm okay now, i promise)

#suicide #suicideplan #suicidalideation #memories #wrists