Suicide Poem

This poem was one I wrote after my dad told me he didn't love me. if you ever feel like this then get help before its to late,

That Girl

© Amber Pell
Forever feeling her life is dying
But the doctors keep on lying.
“Your daughter will be fine,
Just give her some time.”

But she wasn’t okay
Because your baby girl took her life today.
She couldn’t keep running
And she wouldn’t stand living.

Her silent plea’s for love
Left her heart on black doves.
“I’m in pain”
Her innocence cut, her pride slain.

Her cries fell on deaf ears
So no one realized her fears.
No one saw her fatal change
Until her heart was out of range.

She wrote out letters
Saying her life would be better.
She laid the pistol on her heart
And blew her body apart.

Her parents cry themselves to sleep
And all her friends weep.
They loved that girl well
And left her alone in Hell.

Maybe her soul can be free
And everyone will see
The lost life of one teen
And the love there could have been.

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Published: May 2008

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  • it really reached me
    your really good at it
    keep going because at some point your life will seem worth it, even if it doesn't seem so now x

    Annie M. Submitted Mar 2009
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  • My friend, was a happy person to most people. She was beautiful, popular, middle class, and had all the guys at her feet. But, to those who really knew her, Sarah was a very depressed and lonely person. For a girl of only twelve years, Sarah had been through a lot. Sarah had a relationship with a nineteen year old boy. Now, I know what you are thinking, "Where was her mother?" Don't blame her mother for this. Sarah told her that the boy was fifteen, which is why she was allowed to see him. He turned cruel to Sarah and sent her awful messages On Myspace telling her that she would be easily forgotten, and she was a stupid, naive little girl. The next morning, Sarah logged onto her Myspace for the last time. Afterwards, she tied a scarf around her neck and jumped out her window.

    Kimmie, AR Submitted Dec 2009
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  • I'm much older, but I feel the same pain still this day! My mother supposedly committed suicide when I was 23 so I don't know if I can do this to my children...I'm loved but lost and miserable also.

    Leslie, TN Submitted Jun 2010
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  • hi my name is Rebecca I'm 15
    about last year my mum tried committing suicide and my uncle picked me up from school to tell me what was happening and I had to stay with them by this point I had already been trying to commit suicide for years and find a way out I still can't forgive my mum for what she done I don't think I ever will she never stuck up for me when comments where made about me being a women of the town and told I was gonna fail I was told to ignore it and this year I tried again and nearly succeeded in dying but I was in pain because I started bleeding and well I wanted it to go so I have to deal with life before they make me go anywhere

    Rebecca, England Submitted Oct 2010
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  • Hi, I'm 12. My parents divorced when I was 7. Everyone at school, when I came to Washington, said I was just a fat b*tch. I was already traumatized by having to go back and forth to my parents every 2 weeks. Today, I realized that my dad never always...showed...his appreciation when it came to my accomplishments. I have been crying since 3 pm. Its now 5 pm. I immediately started crying when I read this poem.

    Devon, WA Submitted Dec 2010
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  • I wanted to cry when I read this, I'm only 13 and I have never felt true appreciation or love from my dad. Yesterday, I got accepted into a great high school. When he got home from work, I rushed to him to show him and he didn't even care. He didn't even say congratulations or good job. My dad's always saying that I'm stupid and it really hurts. But I also want to say that this is an amazing poem.:)

    Lindy, CO Submitted Jan 2012
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  • This poem is amazing it's nice to know others are having problems it helps a lot to know you're not as alone as you think. Though it's painful everyday knowing I'm alive when at times I just want to disappear. I feel resentment towards my mother at times for giving birth to me when I really don't want to be here.

    England Submitted Aug 2012
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  • While I'm only 13, I have gone through some hard time in my life time. Maybe not as much as some other people, but enough to make me depressed from time to time. I wouldn't say my parents are abusive, except verbally. My mom, sister, and I are always screaming at each other about unnecessary little things. To make it even worse, my bestfriend was turned out of my life, when her mom cheated on my uncle and moved her far away. It has become so bad, I have started cutting myself, and have even thought about suicide. When people look at me, they see happy, hyper, loves life Bekah. But, if only they knew, I wonder if they would look at me a different way. "That's the freak that cuts herself." I can already see it now. The whispers, backstabbers, and altogether mean girls. I don't want to end my life. But, the thought won't go out of my head.

    Rebekah Submitted Oct 2012
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  • I love this poem. I'm 22, I just found out my dad got out of the hospital, and when I called him the only thing he told me was don't call me I don't need your pity, I hate you, you bad daughter. He lives with his 2 daughters from another marriage somewhere else. Ever since I was 11 I tried to commit suicide but eventually time passes by and you quit... however tonight doesn't change my mind much. I love this poem.

    Ana, South Beach Submitted Oct 2012
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  • umm hi my name is Kira I am 12. I have wanted to die ever since I was 9 my father the one that is the one who keeps you safe, killed my childhood innocence and my will to live by abusing me and my older sister. He used to leave us close to death all the time but at age 9 I just lost my will to live because he raped my sister in front of me and said if I wasn't born then it wouldn't have happened. Any of the things he has and will do is my fault so I just can go and die. Now we are far from him but the things and memories still haunt me I attempted suicide more than once and I may or may not self harm... but you probably don't really care or know me so sorry for wasting your time.

    Kira Nixa Submitted 6/30/2013
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  • I loved this it touched me. I had tried to commit suicide several times and this really touched my heart. And Kira I'm sorry for what happened to you and your sister. I hope your father receives punishment for this horrible thing he did. And you didn't waste my time.

    Breanna, Broken Bow Submitted 12/16/2013
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  • I burst into tears when I read this, my real father neglected me at just 18 months, he didn't want kids, so he left my mother to find himself. It's been 7 years since I last saw him and still he is finding himself. I looked at other kids wondering what it would feel like to have a father, I didn't get that so it broke me down. I started self harm & more days than others I feel I'm on the edge, it took my parents 5 years to realize what I was doing, when I was 14.. my step dad realized my cuts.. and only when him and mom got divorced in 2010 did I feel I have someone to feel my pain, but not anymore because he is so busy with working overseas. I see him once a year, I don't want to share the pain I still suffer so I try to make the best of the few days we have.. no one knows what's been going on with me.. and I hope I'll soon find help. For a child to not have a father growing up, tears out a piece of your heart.. stay strong.. I'm sure life will get better.. eventually :')

    Tammy, South Africa Submitted 12/21/2013
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