#suicide poems on Hello Poetry

ȧ ų ǥ ų ṣ ⱦ 36m

dreams
crows
and corvids
perched on
gravestones
running
faster
until takeoff
sprouting
seeds
trees growing

i would fly
soar
above the world
if i could
just keep from waking up

dreams

#dreams #suicide #ideal #help

ȧ ų ǥ ų ṣ ⱦ 40m

dreams I

why must we be
limited
by this creature
we call home?

why do we have to
settle for what
this can do?

why must we go through
so
much
to feel happy?

why do we have to
exist
at all?

why can't we just
go and live
in our dreams?

why do we have to
wake up?

why can't we keep
dreaming?

body dysphoria getting worse :)

#dysphoria #dysmorphia #suicide #dreams #help

Odd Odyssey Poet 2h

give my life up to you

bury me alive, and let's just pretend it wasn't suicide
oh, you don't like me, well so do I — there's this ugly version
of myself that I can't deny, so to every girl I date, I always
pray you'll find a better guy

still, I fell in love with the rhythm of your eyes,
cos you always seem to view me as a better guy. to my
surprise, you give me reason to stay alive

but I always tell you not to read too deeply
on some of the things I say. darling I'm only human —
sometimes I make spelling errors, still was it a spell that
you fell in love with me?

your purpose is love,
and I'll protect it with my life.

#life #love #death #suicide #feelings #thoughts #poetry

Lucy 17h

My life, in a poem.

My life has been long and hard.
But i have survived.
My life has been stressful, and difficult.
But i have survived.
My life has been short.
but it feels long and wasted.
My life has had its ups, and downs.
every night, i lay in bed, and wonder
"Will this be my final breath?"
"Will this be the ending of it all?"
"Will this be the end of the girl named lucy?"
I just wish, that i could be free.
Free from this body.
Free from this deadname.
Free from male pronouns.
Free from this male body.
But i will never truly be free.
as long as i live.

This is like a vent but also kinda me dumping my sorrows on the internet.
hello poetry is like a safespace for me rn.

#depression #dyphoria #gender #life #death #selfharm #suicide

Peter Garrett 1d

The gallow

I can feel the rough rope
Gently caressing my neck
Embracing it like an old friend
I'm not afraid, I'm just tired
So very tired of everything

So I take a deep breath, 1, 2, 3...
And in a passionless swift move
I kick the bench under my feet
Dance in the air for a little while
Until I finally find my peace

Note 1: this poem was reported and taken out of HP. After a review, it went back on (gladly Eliot York has more sense than the one who flagged it).
Note 2: if you're having this kind of thoughts, please, talk about it. Seek help!
Original note: Another nightmare I had last week. Woke up sweating and frantically kicking the air.
It's not like suicide is a new thing to me - I attempted it when I was 15... but I haven't had suicidal thoughts in many years. And that's as scary as it gets. I don't wanna give in to them.

#gallow #nightmare #suicide

V3NUS 1d

Oh no...

"You wanna tell me what you searched up?"

STORY TIME!!! Basically, I made the mistake of searching up "I'm gonna kms" on my school computer and the assistant principal guy pulled me over and asked me this. Then he called my mom... so my parents know I'm suicidal now.

#mistake #suicide

Untrustworthy Asshole 1d

hypothetical

and finally
i had my happy ending
even though
i was laying on the floor
with no mind to house my body
anymore
i must have been happy somewhere

#si #suicide #donewiththisshit

Lucy 3d

No One

No One cares about this trainwreck.
No One wants this trainwreck.
No One loves this trainwreck.
EveryOne says they love me, But No One truly does.
EveryOne says they care about me, But No One truly does.
EveryOne says they want me to stay around, But No One truly does.
EveryOne says to me, "Life is better with you in it, Lucy."
But No One truly means it.
No One Wants Me Alive.
No One Wants Me.
No One Loves Me.
No One Cares About Me.

This is something that has come out of deep, deep sorrow and pain.

#depression #suicide #selfharm

Hawley Anne 3d

Hell Of My Own Creation

Water droplets marking my page
as if my tears cant be wiped away.
I'm at the end of my ability to cope
so I ready the noose and my neck for the rope.
I think of my life and all I regret
I think of memories I wish to forget.
I then try to focus on the good not the bad
the days with my kids, well the few that we had
The days when my smile wasn't a fake
and all of the decisions that I didn't make.
I think of what my life could have been
had I chosen the other path would I still have been me?
Who would I be and would the end still be now?
Could I have been someone different,
if I'd just figured out how?
And if I managed to do it,
to be someone else..
Would that person also truly despise themself?
Or would they be happy with the life they had made,
if they were able to take the path I didn't take?
Would they be a good mom who was raising her kids?
Or would my children still even exist?
How can my life really have any worth,
when everytime I try anything it never works?
I can't even get myself off of dope for my kids,
I never expected my life to be this.
That's why I'm ready, girls please don't blame yourselves.
I just can't keep on living,
when I'm creating and living in hell.

#addiction #regrets #broken #hell #sad #hurt #death #suicide

Lumin Guerrero 4d

Reasons why not to kms #3

The moon is too beautiful
To do something so horrific
Under its gaze.

Written under the gaze of the waxing gibbus.

#moon #suicide