Untitled...Suicidal Thoughts/Misery

[sexydeltagirl]

It's sunny outside but inside it's very dark...
A cloud hangs over me...
Sometimes it rains in the form of tears...
And when I feel light headed I consider it the lighting...
It's a war going on inside this head of mine...
I'm battling demons, evil thoughts, suicidal feelings...
But I mask them in a calm demeanor...
In a smile that will brighter a dark alley....
My eyes speak truth cause they don't sparkle...
If you look closer you can see their tanted...
I try not to give into temptation and once...
I dreamed the devil was laughing at me...
Telling me that eventually he'd win...
He knows I'll give up trying to make it...
Resort to my old ways and violent behavior...
I'll stop caring and rearrange my life back on the wrong path...
They'll say at my funeral....
That my death was unexpected...
But if they took the time to look past my phony displays...
Of saying I had a good day...
They would have seen I was calling for help...
The minute I said....
What's the purpose of living when your dying within....

[Marie 03]

my nephew committed suicide last november so this poem hit a lil close to home with me.

especially the latter half of the poem. his death was totally unexpected. he was the last person i thought would do something like that so this tugs at my heart.

[sexydeltagirl]

my nephew committed suicide last november so this poem hit a lil close to home with me.
especially the latter half of the poem. his death was totally unexpected. he was the last person i thought would do something like that so this tugs at my heart.

Awww mama I'm sorry to hear that my condelences to you and your family :hug: But sometimes I get thoughts like these and the only solace I have is writing them down and at least trying to get them outta my head...

The mind is a powerful thing...

[Marie 03]

Awww mama I'm sorry to hear that my condelences to you and your family :hug: But sometimes I get thoughts like these and the only solace I have is writing them down and at least trying to get them outta my head...
The mind is a powerful thing...

i agree. there were times before, and there's been times after, though few and far between, when i've had thoughts like that. i'm sure everyone has. it definitely does help to get it out on paper

[PSY4KUMPLETE]

Indeed the subject of suicide among young African American's needs to be addressed in a more public arena.

I've talked many a friend out of ending that which has just begun...your words moved me in a way that stung my heart...damn you got my eye's waterin'...*snap* snap* snap * snap!

[sexydeltagirl]

Indeed the subject of suicide among young African American's needs to be addressed in a more public arena.
I've talked many a friend out of ending that which has just begun...your words moved me in a way that stung my heart...damn you got my eye's waterin'...*snap* snap* snap * snap!

word. I def. agree...Aww, I'm sorry I got you a little teary eyed but that's was my state when I put this piece on paper...

Thanks for peeping this joint and keep on helping others that at some point can't help themselves...

[Irish-dipstick]

It's sunny outside but inside it's very dark...
A cloud hangs over me...
Sometimes it rains in the form of tears...
And when I feel light headed I consider it the lighting...
It's a war going on inside this head of mine...
I'm battling demons, evil thoughts, suicidal feelings...
But I mask them in a calm demeanor...
In a smile that will brighter a dark alley....
My eyes speak truth cause they don't sparkle...
If you look closer you can see their tanted...
I try not to give into temptation and once...
I dreamed the devil was laughing at me...
Telling me that eventually he'd win...
He knows I'll give up trying to make it...
Resort to my old ways and violent behavior...
I'll stop caring and rearrange my life back on the wrong path...
They'll say at my funeral....
That my death was unexpected...
But if they took the time to look past my phony displays...
Of saving I had a good day...
They would have seen I was calling for help...
The minute I said....
What's the purpose of living when your dying within....

i know what this feels like i thought about killin myself b4 but then i just got on with....plus my friend hung himself dam its hard.....

nice poem chikka

[sexydeltagirl]

i know what this feels like i thought about killin myself b4 but then i just got on with....plus my friend hung himself dam its hard.....
nice poem chikka

Thanks, a friend of mine hung himself earlier this year - it was so sudden and unexpected - even to this day I think what could have caused him to do that but I can only answer my own actions...and sometimes with them I second guess...