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Suicide, talk about it.
Ended September 29, 2016 • 4 Entries • Created by greasedlightnin
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Cover image for post Oh Dear, Oh Dear, by fallingundone
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fallingundone in Poetry & Free Verse
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Oh Dear, Oh Dear

Oh dear, oh dear,

How do I say this?

I'm telling you go,

I'm saying goodbye.

Oh dear, oh dear,

I hate this life.

I just want to go home,

Home with the gone.

Oh dear, oh dear,

Why am I here?

I feel as a failure,

Perfectionism killed me.

Oh dear, oh dear,

Everyone hates me.

The world would be better

If I wasn't here.

Oh dear, oh dear,

I'm a waste of resource.

I use up paper and water

And way too much money.

Oh dear, oh dear,

I'll never get anywhere.

I'm lazy and stupid,

No one would hire me.

Oh dear, oh dear,

I've written it out.

I'm guess I'm really

Going through with it.

Oh dear, oh dear,

Where will I find poison?

It must be perfect,

Fast and painless.

Oh dear, oh dear,

I guess it's time.

I've said farewell,

I'm swallowing the pills.

Oh dear, oh dear,

I'm going to sleep.

Forever and ever,

Goodnight, my friend.

Oh dear, oh dear,

No one will miss me.

But I don't regret it,

The world will be happier.

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Makyla in Poetry & Free Verse
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Goodbye

I've already said goodbye to my friends and my family

So in with the pills and out with the blood

Into the beautiful heavens above

Or maybe I'll be sent to relentless hell

Any whereʼs better than here, as far as I can tell

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Cover image for post Weary, by YAngeL
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YAngeL in Poetry & Free Verse
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Weary

Today I will rise up and take what's mine.

I will seize back the power over my own life.

It's been a long time coming,

I've been fighting for so very long.

I will no longer be at the mercy

of a man's vindictive hatred.

I will no longer be on call

for a man's fickle love.

I will not be tossed carelessly aside.

I will not be trampled on when he leaves.

I will not be a punching bag or a doormat.

I will stop spinning aimlessly,

stop going with the flow,

stop stumbling and tumbling,

I will stop ruining lives with my failures.

I will stand up, I'll admit my shortcomings;

I wasn't the mother I needed to be.

On my knees, I will beg his forgiveness,

I'm so sorry I loved you all wrong.

I will give him the best gift I never received,

I will hand him the absolution I sought,

I will carry the blame on my shoulders,

the guilt on my heart, as I say goodbye.

My exit from life means freedom

For those burdened by my broken love.

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