Suicide prevention

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I feel hollow on the inside. The only way out is suicide. At least, the only way I think. Haven't thought to visit a shrink. Maybe that's my issue. The fact my immediate reaction is to pierce my tissue. I look to my left. Then to my right.
How messed up is it that we live in a world  Where blue is for boys and pink is for girls   Where it’s better for men to have a gun than a doll
We all play a part of this twisted world. We all fall apart in the rain. We all trip over are useless words. We all regret that one thing every day. 
Birds sing and children sing. Time passes by, as I wait here to die. This mortal flesh turns to dust. Enjoy life we must. But how can I? When I wish to end this suffering. All this pain that goes unseen. Laying beneath the stary sky.
The greatest struggles of our time begin with the mind, I remember when I couldn’t see a future, When my third eye was blind,
  She was taken When she was needed the most Her pure innocence Shattered And only by words
Everyday, people are wanting to die. Everyday, many people try. Few are successful, Others are not. All of this is dreadful. Why is none of this taught?
Everyday, people are wanting to die. Everyday, many people try. Few are successful, Others are not. All of this is dreadful. Why is none of this taught?
Valleys form in the face of her. Canyons slice into her arms, exposing the red.  Razor blade winks at her, letting her keep her secrets.  She breaths in her smoke, deep. "Hey, you're taking forever in there!" 
Courage Poem I am no Superhero!  I am Faith Rodriguez and making  a difference in this world I suffer from depression, and I refuse to let fear take hold
I know no other feeling, i've experienced it deeply all my life. Seeing the baby deer lost on David Attenborough is something I can easily  empathise with.
by Ariel Douglas (14 November 2014)   To you it's an opportunity To end the life we love An opportunity to take a chance To gamble with your life
It all started with a purse. A beautiful deep plum crossbody. Embossed with a household name. Kate Spade.
When I look back on that day, it as if I am looking through the eyes of someone else. The throbbing in my wrist, aching disappointment in my chest, and numbness of my mind do not belong to me. 
Dear Sister, I see you in a bind. I see you trying to make up your mind. I know you feel like you're running out of time. If you decide that it's the end...
To the bystander, What is the use of a camera when it tapes a man falling? Or when it films a woman drifting to her doom? As her limp body breaks as she breaks the waves beneath
1/30/18 A boy at the highschool down the street from mine killed himself.  It's sad, I know.  But I'm not sad, I'm livid. 
When a child dies,  who is left so wise as those surviving youth? Within souls of stone we all but condone a deeper death of them all. 
With her came a voice, a voice full of joy. As if she was granted a brand new toy. I gazed in her eyes, full of affection. Sadly for me, I saw just my reflection.
To you, I gave the world, Yet to I, you saw no such need. Under the worst of circumstances, we met, I, being a mess bent on self-destruction, and you, a loner. To you, I gave you my world,
To you, I gave the world, Yet to I, you saw no such need. Under the worst of circumstances, we met, I, being a mess bent on self-destruction, and you, a loner. To you, I gave you my world,
Drowsiness creeping into my eyes Reaching up. Pulling my eyelids down like curtains. Blocking out the light. Mind plummeting into darkness. Hands growing weak. Unable to fight anymore.
I close my eyes  before I sleep Hoping that my heart will keep, Wishing that it all won't end Praying that my soul defends, Wanting more but showing less Pleeding for one last breath,
Beauty doesn't always come easily. Insecurity will rear its ugly head. But you, my love, You are so perfect. To be like you, one could only wish. So please
there she was laid out on a dusty bed still as a rock sleeping because the thoughts in her head never seemed to stop   oh look, prince charming handsome as ever
All the dark colors, Bind me to the ground, Trapped with the memories I hate and fear the most. Burn me to ashes, And when the wind blows, My death is everywhere. All the dark colors,
Suicide is slow. Suicide begins as a small blob, sitting in the dark corners of your mind, black and heavy with emotion. Suicide is always there, always sitting, always whispering.
i'm sorry i was the disappointment i'm sorry i could never figure my shit outi'm sorry i was such an embarrassment i'm sorry i can't fix myselfi'm sorry i'm the reason for your paini'm sorry i thought i matter i'm sorry i thought i could do someth
You told me once that you were fine I told myself you were right, you’d never lie I know now where i went wrong Seeing you today was the reminder you are gone
I watched it before I didn’t speak You let it happen to me I couldn’t speak I couldn’t stand up for myself The taste of being ignored Behind a locked door Was an abuse that became too familiar
Just because they smile doesn't mean they're happy Cause when you look away, it fades away sadly When they say they're okay, don't think that they're fine Cause containing suffering is best done through lies  
Dark, cramped, and alone  
I promise I thought the darkness would never get to me Tears in your eyes  Seems like it will never stop Never end You wish for hope but it never seems to come Hopeless. Wishing things would end
I am courageous and hopefulI wonder if I will ever truly recoverI hear my ED and OCD thoughtsI see a possible future without recovery and that scares meI want recovery and freedomI am courageous and hopeful
As I’m lying stiff in my bed, Listening to the empty streets, Absorbing the buzzing of tiny insects, And analyzing the peaceful swishing of leaves As they sway back and forth in the wind, I inhale.
Whatever you do don't claim your life, I understand this life isn't easy  I've been to the verge myself. Death has glory  Only if sacrificed for another.  When you feel depressed, discouraged, or down,
“Practice makes perfect…” she told herself as she tangled her legs between his. That’s what she was taught, the motto running through her head. She didn’t want to be this person; the one that falls into bed to push the pain away.
Today is the day, the day to rise. Rise above all that has been lost, all that has been done. I have been told that hope is lost. I believed that all hope was lost in this imperceptible darkness
On Monday, she’s weary, teary, and unsure. She is sure that she’ll be able to fake a smile, but unsure if her friends and family will know it’s fake.
You never know, never see can never really tell for sure because everyone has different limits  everyone has different heights  and even if it's not bad for you it might be bad for them. 
you hear the wind breezing through the forest around you and the crickets chirping almost mournfully in déja vu   finally you hear a horn screaming
The strangers walk past the child, Unknowingly adding to the burden. Running from the oddity of the child’s sickness, Making it seem mild Or attempting to deny it’s existence.
I went to look at myself in the mirror And I saw no reflection  Because my fist met the glass earlier that day...
If tonight I found myself missing I disappeared without a trace You’d spend your nights wishing I was home warm and safe   If tonight I took my last breath
Not a word they saidUnspoken words hung aboutPain inside but smiling withoutShe said goodnightAnd away she wentHe asked her to stayTo explain why she leftBut inside she was simply falling apartFeeling nothing is not what they sayNothing is so much
A candle is lit in the windowA year after the darkest of daysEvery song played upon the radioTorments the soul in the saddest of ways.
When Robbin Williams died,Suicide,My family sighed saying, that's just how things are sometimes.
Do you remember when wewent and laid on top of your car, justso we could get drunk onthe stars? Remember how we drove forhours, took four wrong turnsand saw the same small piece of Earth thatwe have called home forEighteen years,then, finally saw
There are shadows Down the hall In the corner On the walls   Words are shallow I hear voices Some are deep Most are small   They direct me And inform me
Author's Note: This was inspired by the song "Knives and Pens" by Black Veil Brides.   Hello loneliness, My old friend. It seems that my plight doesn't end, For here we meet, yet again.
The wind rushed quietly as I made my way down the backroads of my small town Picking up speed, cruising as if there was all the time in the world The sky was a lilac blanket, quiet and still
What’s the easiest way to kill yourself?Funny how smoke twenty a day,fake a smile for the customersand drink heavily at night is neverthe right answer.
school is where they hide their shame, fear, and hurt. she puts on the smile, laughs at their jokes so they never know how deep they stung. she couldn't let them know, they would attack her,
Tell me, brother, what do I do with a broken soul? Tell me, sister, why is sadness all I know? Tell me, father, why do I feel so alone? Tell me, mother, how do I make a frail heart whole?
Pushes and punches, teases and screamsNo one ever wanted to listen.No one ever wanted to really see. She gripped it- cold and silver. Sharp, stinging to the touch.
My screams were a muffled whisper My nightly tears – unseen. My parents were not worried, Because, “She’s just a normal teen.”   No one cared to listen So nightly my wrists bled
How could it be? Someone such as you and me could be so different. I'm walking around the halls of this school so smiley and cheery. You're scuffing through them all sad and dreary.
Courage is one thing that no one can ever take away from you. 
Don't Do It You're Worthless You're Too Stupid You'll Never Make It You'll Never Be Good Enough I Didn't Listen I Did It I Made It   Don't Do It It's Too Hard
That night in April was the worst night of my life. Oh here she goes again Blades weren't helping There were no more tears to cry
You say I never smile when I look at you But it's because these feelings in my chest are petrifying Like hospital shocks after death
You're sitting in class You're walking in the sunlight
You don’t know my name. Tell me now. Why are we sharing the same tears? I stare in your face, Yet I remain invisible.
Today is the day The day to begin To begin a new life A new life full of love Love that will be shared Be shared to those around To those around who may have lost
Sometimes  Everytime there is a person, who carries the weight of the world on their shoulders,
Me. Its not as simple as most people would think to define me.
There's a scared young girl Filled with hurt, sadness and pain Let her voice be heard  
When the toes of my shoes dangled off two inch concrete cliffs, you put a hand on my shoulder. I wasn't sure if you were going to pull me into you or push.   The cars whizzed by.
Go to sleep, my darling. Close your pretty eyes. You’ll never see the morning  If you don’t make it through the night. My meart stops, my stomach drops, My bloody hands are shaking, and
All of us have known one or  two that have tried
“It’s all in your head.”                                     “Chemical imbalance. You just have to deal with it.”             “You’re just looking for attention.”
Her world held together with a string Rather our world, As we sit twenty across and forty back Red bows in our hair, We mourn.   Her world was masked by red lip-stick Face covered the tears
Who are you to tell me what I am and what I’m not Where I come from, where I’ll go What I have been through and what I’ve seen What I will go through and what I’ll be Who are you to say I am wrong
"What was she thinking?" they sneered "That's plain dumb, I'd never do that" they judged Go on Keep talking shit about matters you are all so obviously ignorant of
I remember that day so many years ago, The time you texted me and said ‘time for me to go’, The fear I felt at your careless tone I can only feel blessed that you trusted me though,
Wake up brush the teeth, wash the face. Avoiding the mirror, can't stand the feeling I get when I stare right at my face. Disgusting, Weak, Nobody, Sinner.
Hope: It’s mentioned almost every day, Tossed around in conversation like a boat at sea, Its true meaning unknown.   Hope can be seen as a bird by one And a pen by another.
Minutes, hours, days, years Graduation, Prom, College Laughter and  T         E                A                       R                             S You weren't there
Hidden behind the shadows underneath all the grass and the meadows. Eyes red from all the many tears and it's all because of you my dear.
Darkness everlasting Swallowed by failure Haunted by past mistakes Meet my inner demons Laughing, jeering voices Little peace of mind Telling me to end it all Meet my inner demons
  Preferences
Please get up, please get up, as she holds her lifeless boyfriend around his waist, she hoped to hear a gasp of air.
You see the pain in her look How all of her strength Goes into that smile.   It's hollow though. You see the darkness beneath. You could be her candle.  
Walking To Blue Cars An exhausted mother gently lifted her child out of his crib and cradled her small baby boy with periwinkle eyes that fluttered like butterfly wings.
It hit me like a resounding gong, BANG, like a gun. I couldn’t even comprehend it. A life, just gone. She was so young, so gleeful, so Positive.
run little baby girl, let the wind and the sirens comfort you as you go, run as fast as you can, get as far away as you can it's okay, it's not like the others will ever understand
Preventing the Preventable Written By: Daniel Halloran     What would you change? Would you change self-harm? Eating disorders? Suicidal thoughts?
Suicide thoughts Going through my head All I want  Is to be dead She texted me today  And told me to kill myself She replied with  just joking I didn't believe it
If I could kiss every malady from the cells on your heart And the neurons in your brains Then my mouth would turn red and bloody raw Because I would not stop until all were healed.  
There was one thing that I couldn’t forget
Changing the world is an impossible thing,
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two years ago,
Where have you been? Can you hear me? I am having trouble finding you.   Are you under the rocks,
  Remember— Walking in the sand, wiggling tiny bits and particles, between your toes, looking out beyond the waters, toward the horizon   To where your dreams are directed
War
War.War within myself,War surrounds me.Inside I'm freedom,but self-made bonds are magnetizing me.
There was constant sobbing That could not be held in any longer They sat on their bed looking at their body They knew that they were not worth the effort They didn't want to belong on this planet
Standing still was not an option You wanted to keep climbing, so we kept climbing. You knew that I had your back And we were in love so we both knew that. But why didn’t you call?
these are tumultous times when men murder, rape, war, and kill yet escape from there crimes its sad indeed for this be god's will is it in my head this blood needn't be shed is everyone to wind up dead
The sleeves covered upMy secretsMy nightmaresBut the voices still echo. When did two words gain the powerto hurt worse than a blade itself?
  I feel my pulse throb in my fingers, Watch as the smoke dances between my swollen digits, But my head is lost in a haze. Take another hit, try to fly away, To rest in the sky for a while,
There are people who find solace in deathI find the angel's path sodden, indifferentThere are those who yearning to lose their breathBut stop themselves with the lord being reverent
Tim
There is a songbird with broken wingsWho sits up in his nest and always singsHe sings as he bleedsMuffles his cries and muffles his needsIt's a shame To see such a beautiful creature in so much painHe sings till he achesHis sincerety a fakeBecause
Empty promises, broken hearts, And tragic endings; they're all just parts Of where we live and who we are But the wounds still tend to scar They leave a mark on mind and soul Preventing one from being whole
You've left me here, All Alone Wondering why you let me go I do believe you've found your Home Up on high, with me waiting down below All your problems, they have ceased
The houses of the holy made from rotting pine and ichor the soft sinew of fallen things abounds the stench of decomposing things could palpitate a figure in miasmatic rapture from the grounds
In the depths of pain and sorrow, I wonder what they revealed. And I wish they gave friends a chance Before their fate was sealed
Turning the tables what could that be like? Would you be the one crying all night? Would you wake up wishing you could just stop opening your eye’s yeah I wonder what would that be like? Do you?
Look to your left, and Look to your right. Some of those people May be losing their fight So don't be afraid to ask, How are you today? You might be surprised by what they have to say.
It's three in the morning, the worst kind of call Someone you love has ended it all Your world is shattered, your heart is broken Why couldn't they have been more outspoken? You would have helped if only you'd known
I have always lived in a world of fantasy unicorns, mermaids, werewolf's, monsters. The thoughts and hopes and dreams of a child feeling beyond her years. Being made from pataches of different colors
The butterfly rests upon my wrist, Its wings emblazoned with swirling colors of a Cassia tree That fade to blue at the edges of its wings, And accented with a symmetric and swirling pattern
Alone in my room I think about what happened today With my relationship and school I just do not know what to say.
Please know that you are loved That you are beautiful, powerful, and meaningful You are alive for a reason And someone is watching out for you
Live not with your eyes blind, Or with your heart enclosed. Don’t believe the whole world is unkind, Nor that all hope is lost.
Breathing, but barely, The ship sinks again. Trying, but not fighting, And done playing pretend. Back to the brighter days, Trust still lies. I can't try to understand as the last hope dies.
As I look into your eyes I can see the pain The smile on your face doesn't mean a thing I can see the broken promises put you over the edge Pushed you right to the pills and the deadly sharp edge
Maybe You’re on the edge and about to jump Or you’ll go for the gun The rope looks like the one The drugs look the most fun Why? Because they called you dumb? Called you a bum?
Shattered My words are shattered on my tongue Slicing my gums Too afraid to swallow But the words are broken Will not come out They cut up my insides Because I have not let them out
I'm sitting here On the bathroom floor The water surrounds me in an ever changing pool of tears I search the vastness of the floor And find in my vision The bottle of pills Now empty but for a few
Drip, drop, drip, drop. The crimson tears fall from atop. Representing my pain and sorrow, other's happiness I've always had to borrow.
You're the kind of soul that I could wait for You're the sort of love I'd love the most You're the thing that keeps my heart from failing You're the answered prayer that gives me hope
I love you more than life. I can’t say what I would do if something stopped life for you. If the cause was at your own hands I would be frozen with guilt for what I couldn’t make you believe.
When things are grim and I have no one to turn to for love and support, I turn on my shower as hot as it will go and sit under the spray. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I sing. I think about suicide.
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