Suicide Note

Rays of sunshine
blinded my sight
so I turned to the darkness
where the shadows
hid my pain
from the light
now
alone
and unheard
my soul
aches from the internal screams
of the brooding silence
of secrecy
that has stolen faith
from my dreams

I contemplate
each pill
while thinking of
hate’s passion
tired of wondering
if in the end
there is no life everlasting
or if there is a heaven
and a place to heal
is there a place
where I don’t have to feel
hurt
and misunderstood rage
will anyone understand
the red ink
I left on this page
my hand shakes
I want to feel numb
the first word is a struggle
so I take the first pill
then another one
soon the ink’s
thoughts flow
like the river of blood
I’m ready
to let go
Goodbye

Sounds like its time to visit a psychiatrist and immediately too!!!

Those words were so vivid and real. I was there once years ago

why do you read poetry if you dont get it..i am fairly certain the majority of people on this site not just the writers deal with this subject once in awhile ..i think this is helpful to some including myself..i like it well written..who cares if its written from experience..or thought cant be a writer if all you do is deal with comfy stuff..lol how do you know the pills he refers to didnt come from psych..ha ha mine would kill me if i abused them...also smarty pants i have seen 3 shrinks and 1 of them made things worse not all "experts" are worth their weight in crap..sorry if you meant humour you hit a sore spot

regret hearing you suffer as well from the issues we all face thank you for proving hard work pays off thank you for not hiding this issue under a rock people complain all the time about how this or that kills so many:::::drunk drivers,smokers.fat people,cancer, very few people seem to realize that depression anger and related issues are the cause behind almost all these killers or at least i think so

Poem of truth, I think the best of us have contemplated suicide. Because the best of us had to go through the worst in order to realize our potential and passions. Thanks for the read.




Not sure what to think about your comment.... Maybe its bad humor? Ignorance? Or just plain dismissive?

There is this beautiful woman that I know and recently her youngest daughter experienced a plethora of emotions that led her to almost breaking down emotionally and mentally. Thanks to her mom’s relentless and (sometimes annoying . . . but I love her still) strength and love she is doing much better. Not everyone understands how difficult it is to face life when you are depressed or how death seems like the easiest solution to every problem. But it takes courage to continue fighting, to continue living, even when life continues to pound you with doubts and depression. I didn’t write this for me but for her. She didn’t take her life and for that I’m happy but more importantly she’s back to being herself and that’s a wonderful thing.
pkh . . . I’m glad you made it pass that point in your life and rynn1962 and dovebear thanks for the wonderful comments, I sincerely hope that your words find the persons who honestly needs to hear them. oldhippie1952, thanks as well.

This is quite a piece. Thank you for writing this.

The sorrow that the mind can bring can be overwhelming and at the wrong moment damning. Inside of that bubble it feels like there truly is no way out. Thank God there is life after these thoughts. Thank God for most of us this is a chapter we have been able to put far from our reach.

All the more reason to be a light to someone every day.

Some will understand this poem more than others, and I'm definitely one who does. It takes more than a hug, or a pill, to truly feel okay again. This is one thing in life that is hard to deny to yourself. It's easy to hide it from everyone else. But if you feel the tide rising once again, it may be time to phone a helpline. And never be ashamed of it, because this is your life. You need to do whatever to survive. It can be as life-threatening as cancer.

Its perfect