Suicide Prevention Month

Published: August 30, 2021

Poems Raising Awareness About Suicide

37 Poems Raising Awareness About Suicide

September is Suicide Prevention Awareness Month. It's a month dedicated to raising awareness about suicide and sharing hope for those affected by it. It's a month to help destigmatize this widespread and heartbreaking topic.

Often, people don't want their lives to end; they just wish the pain they're experiencing in life would end. Life can become overwhelming for people of all ages. Unfortunately, according to the National Alliance on Mental Health, suicide is the second leading cause of death of people ages 10-34. 

Suicide has a far-reaching effect. When someone chooses to end his or her life, the people connected to that person are left to grieve. Many times, they also live with guilt and have questions that will never be answered. 

We hope that by shedding light on this topic through poetry, people can see that they're not alone. May we come together and help those who are hurting -- both the people experiencing suicidal thoughts and those who have lost loved ones to suicide. 

Many people have felt hopeless at some point. You are not alone. This is not a battle you have to fight by yourself. Let’s encourage one another.

If you are hurting, please reach out to someone. If you feel like you are drowning with everything happening around you and you wonder how you will go on, there are people who want to help. If you have been thinking about ending your life, we urge you to reach out. In the United States, you can contact the National Suicide Hotline at 1-800-273-8255. There is hope!

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    My poem is about holding on for better days and waiting for the bad times to pass. With all the sad news recently about Caroline Flack and mental health/suicide awareness being so prevalent in the news, this poem is just trying to say please don't think things will always be this bad. Please don't give up. You are not alone. It is a plea to anyone who might ever feel like there is nothing left to live for.

    Just Wait For The Sun

    • By Lisa Marks
    • Published: March 2020
    Better Days Will Come

    in Hope Poems

    When everything's darkness
    And you feel so alone,
    When the rain doesn't stop
    And you can't make it home,
    When it feels all is lost
    And you just want to run,
    It can't rain forever.
    Just wait for the sun.

    When family is pain,
    When friends can't be found,
    When you just want to scream
    But you can't find the sound,
    When it's all your fault,
    And you feel like you're done,
    Just wait for the sun.
    The sunshine will come.

    The storm always passes.
    It won't last forever.
    The rain always stops and gives way to good weather.
    The brightest and warmest of days still to come.
    Please wait for the sun.
    The sunshine will come.

    People who need you,
    People who still love you
    Can warm up your soul like the sunshine above you.
    You're never alone,
    No matter what's done.
    Wait for the sun.
    Just wait for the sun.

    Dark clouds always pass.
    I promise you, hun.
    We're all waiting with you.
    Just wait for the sun.

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    I wrote this poem for my nephew who died by suicide at the age of 16. He was such a sweet kid and very talented. He taught himself how to play the piano and guitar and wrote a song at only 15 years of age. He left this world too soon.

    If You Would Have Known

    You Left Too Soon

    in STOP Suicide Poems

    If you could have seen the devastation,
    shattered hearts you'd leave behind, 
    would you still have left this world that day?
    Would it have made you change your mind?

    If you'd known we'd cry so violently
    and struggle just to breathe,
    would that have made a difference?
    Would you still have chosen to leave?

    You left without a warning;
    you left without saying "goodbye."
    You left us with only questions.
    The most important one is "why?"

    Why did you believe
    you had to face this world alone?
    Why did you suffer silently?
    We would have helped if we had known. 

    How long had you been hurting
    before deciding you were done?
    I'm glad your pain has ended,
    but our pain has just begun. 

    So when you see us start to fall apart,
    when our pain is too much to bear,
    please take our hands and guide us;
    remind us that you're there.
     
    Help us hold on to the part of you;
    you left us with your song.
    Keep playing it in heaven.
    We'll write the words and sing along.

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    This poem is sort of about me and my demons, although I've never actually gone to a bridge to jump off it. I find comfort in writing about how I feel because generally it helps people to understand how I feel as well. It's hard to show people how we feel, so I choose to express myself through art, music and writing. I hope you enjoy my poem as much as I did writing it. Stay strong.

    Demons Of Darkness

    • By Olivia B
    • Published: September 2015
    Poem About Demons Inside

    in Depression Poems

    She stood on the bridge
    In silence and fear,
    For the demons of darkness
    Had driven her here.

    They cut her heart
    Right out of her chest,
    Making her believe
    That the demons knew best.

    They were always there,
    Sometimes just out of sight,
    Waiting in the background
    Till the time was right.

    These demons were destructive,
    Knocking down the life she knew,
    Hating everything about her;
    She hated herself, too.

    These demons can't be seen,
    But they're far from fairy tales.
    They live inside your mind;
    Their evilness prevails.

    So on the bridge she stood,
    About to end the fight.
    Then she stopped and thought
    I'll fight them one more night.

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    This is such an inspiring poem. I am a seventh grader with depression and it is because of my loving boyfriend that I am still alive. Please, anyone who is depressed, know that there is...

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    My brother Jim - age 46 - took his own life 5 years ago and left our family devastated. As far as we are aware, this was due to financial problems. A death by suicide is a death that leaves so many unanswered questions and so much guilt. It is hard to comprehend and makes the grieving process so much harder. Too many young people are finding it harder to cope with the pressures of society. This poem is just my story. There are many, too many more stories that are sadly the same.

    Jim

    Suicide Of Brother

    in STOP Suicide Poems

    If I had reached out my hand,
    Would you have taken it that day?
    Could I have made you feel better?
    Could I have made you okay?
    Could I have pulled you away
    From the dark into light?
    Brought you right back to a safe place
    And just held you tight?

    Why didn't you shout louder?
    Why couldn't we hear?
    You were all alone that morning,
    All alone in your fear.
    I know we could have saved you
    If we had just seen
    You stuck in that pain and torment.
    How long had it been?

    Your burden you carried
    In an invisible case.
    You suffered in silence
    With a smile on your face.
    So many questions we have.
    So many words unspoken.
    Why didn't we know
    That your life was so broken?

    I miss you each day.
    I try to understand your choice.
    If I close my eyes, try hard,
    I can still hear your voice.
    I know you are free now,
    Free to fly high.
    I imagine I see you
    When I look up to the sky.

    I can't turn the clock back.
    I can't change time,
    But oh how I wish I could,
    Sweet brother of mine.
    I know you are still with us,
    Watching, keeping us safe,
    And one day we'll meet again
    In a heavenly place.

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    I started writing about my depression. I finished the poem quickly, but realized it had no resolve. I need a way for the depression to cease and then I found my answer... I opened my eyes. Truth sets us free and lies hold us down. In writing this poem, I realized that the beast or the depression is all a lie to myself from myself. I quickly thought of truth in my life and realized I have no reason to be down. Life is a blessing from God, and that is truth.

    From Oppression Comes Light

    • By Erik Whitehead
    • Published: August 2015
    Finding Hope To Overcome Depression

    in Depression Poems

    Depression is oppression.
    It's a deadly hidden message
    Defined by self-hate.
    It seals its prisoner's fate.
    It holds you captive and throws out the key.
    It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed,
    Inflicting wounds that scar for life.
    Destruction is its mother and death its wife.

    You can cry, but it will always ignore your screams.
    It terrorizes your soul and haunts your dreams.
    It sends you false hope through a bottle or pill.
    It destroys your goals and inflicts its will.
    You can't run, nor can you hide.
    By its rules you will abide
    Until it celebrates that you have died.
    Open your eyes, or you will be its prey.
    It will blur your vision in the most twisted way.
    It will seek your destruction and call for your head.
    You will lie and wait but never rest in your bed.

    Peace will come to those who want peace,
    But as long as you feed him, you will see the beast.
    You can't run, nor can you hide,
    But if you conquer the beast, you will survive.
    Prayer and hope can lead the way.
    Cling on to every word you pray.
    Hope is in truth.
    Hate is in lies.
    Pray for your soul and open your eyes.

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    This poem is very well written and it gave me chills because of how amazing it is. I'm going through these poems in search of one to use for prose and poetry, an academic event, i take part...

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    I wrote this poem when I had a friend who wanted to leave this world. I didn't know how to help him by talking to him, so I wrote him this poem. I wrote it 2 years ago, and still to this day he reads it and always thanks me for it. Maybe this can help one of your friends, as it did mine.

    Save A Life

    • By Emily Tekavec
    • Published: January 2016
    Poem About Stopping A Friend From Suicide

    in STOP Suicide Poems

    You come to me crying, saying it's done,
    That life is pointless, I shouldn't have one.

    I tell you to stop, I beg and I plead.
    You say the knife is your friend, it wants you to bleed.

    But everyone here wants you to stay.
    I'm crying, I'm shaking, please don't go away.

    Life means so much; you just haven't found out.
    So forget who planted that seed of doubt.

    And as your knives and guns disappear,
    Still know that I'll always be here.

    I know what it's like, I've been through it all,
    So hang on tight, I'm not gonna let you fall.

    Reach for my hand, 'cause it's held out for you.
    My shoulders are small, but you can cry on them too.

    If you leave, you'll be missed by many,
    Especially me, and I will not forget any

    Of the moments we had, laughs we shared,
    The times we needed each other when we were scared.

    The world wouldn't be better if you left, but worse,
    And so now it's time for me to reverse this curse.

    I'll teach you how to save a life,
    So unlike many, it won't have to end in strife.

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    This poem is the poem my friend sent me when I was debating taking my life. This poem saved my life, literally. Thank you!

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    This poem is dedicated to those who struggle with depression, loneliness, and pain. You're not alone. I am here for you anytime you need anything. Feel free to lean on me in your times of struggle, and I'll be there to hold you up.

    Dancing In The Rain

    Poem About Seeking Help For Depression

    in Depression Poems

    You've had those feelings... you wish your life was done.
    You're broken, defeated, and overcome.
    Each day more challenging than the last.
    Moments of weakness...emotions consistently masked.

    There is sadness built up, stirring within,
    Reflecting on where your life has been.
    You feel alone... all you feel is pain.
    Each moment a struggle masked by crying in the rain.

    The storms of life will thunder, shoot lightning 'cross your face.
    But get up, chin up, and win YOUR race.
    You can take charge...refuse to feel defeat.
    Just get up, walk out... first step's to move your feet.

    Get out of the trench that you've dug for yourself.
    Change what you are to improve your mental health.
    There's no shame in admitting that life is harder than you can bear.
    That's what friends are for...to show comfort and to care.

    Don't take the world on all alone; the challenges are real.
    Be willing to accept the help you need, friendship, and you'll heal.
    Days will get easier; life will cease to be a strain...
    Before you know it, you'll be DANCING in the rain.

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    Despite The Storms

    Finding Joy Once More

    in Short Poems

    Despite the storms,
    beauty arrives like
    it was always going to.
    Despite the darkness,
    the light returns.
    Despite your loss,
    your heart will be
    full again.
    Despite the breaking,
    your heart will feel
    like it belongs in the
    land of joy once more.
    This is how it will
    always be. Keep living.

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    Part of the last line says, "Keep living." I'm saying keep writing. I like your style and sensitivity. Excellent flow and structure. I really enjoyed it.

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    In this poem, the speaker is considering giving up on life, but he can’t go through with it. He finds that since he hasn’t died, he has something to live for. This poem has a strong sense of structure. It’s made up of single lines and quatrains with the ABCB rhyme scheme.

    Life Is Fine

    in Famous Life Poems

    I went down to the river,
    I set down on the bank.
    I tried to think but couldn't,
    So I jumped in and sank.

    I came up once and hollered!
    I came up twice and cried!
    If that water hadn't a-been so cold
    I might've sunk and died.

    But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

    I took the elevator
    Sixteen floors above the ground.
    I thought about my baby
    And thought I would jump down.

    I stood there and I hollered!
    I stood there and I cried!
    If it hadn't a-been so high
    I might've jumped and died.

    But it was High up there! It was high!

    So since I'm still here livin',
    I guess I will live on.
    I could've died for love—
    But for livin' I was born

    Though you may hear me holler,
    And you may see me cry—
    I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
    If you gonna see me die.

    Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!

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    This is a poem I wrote for my best friend, who is fighting a losing war with depression and self-harm. He is the most amazing, beautiful, loyal and persistent boy I know, and I am proud to call him my friend. I would do anything to help him in his fight.

    Together

    Poem About Staying Strong

    in Depression Poems

    So--this is where we are.
    After coming so far,
    This is what it's come to.
    After all we've been through,
    We're still where we started:
    Bruised and broken-hearted.

    You'd think after fighting this long
    We'd become safe and strong.
    But as we battle close to death,
    We're still lost and find no rest.
    As we wander 'round, asking why,
    There's no tears when we cry.

    We're lost with only each other,
    Feeling as a child without its mother.
    As darkness nears closer and closer,
    We fear our lives may be over.

    But I caught, in the distance,
    A shimmer of light, so persistent.
    I grab your hand, holding tight,
    As I try to lead you toward the light.

    But now you've grown so heavy.
    I fear you're dead already.
    I can't leave you here all alone.
    I have to take you back home.

    So won't you please come with me
    And believe that I can see
    The way out, the way home?
    There'll be no more wandering all alone.

    So please, rise and stand.
    Follow me and hold my hand,
    Because together we can win.
    We can find the light within.

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    We have all been through tough times: break-ups, fights, deaths, etc. It hurts too bad or it envelopes the mind... but take heart and hope for better days. Your mountain of inflictions will soon pass.

    Mt. Take Heart

    Life Has Hope Even When We Are Broken

    in Hope Poems

    Often we can't see
    The beauty in the pain.
    Often we can't see
    The treasure we gain.

    Often we can't see
    Pain has an ending.
    Often others can't see
    Our hearts are breaking.

    Often we just see
    The mountain of blame.
    Often it's a journey
    Full of lies and shame.

    Take heart, dear little one.
    The scars will heal in time.
    I know it weighs a ton,
    But you'll be fine.

    Listen, my love.
    The mountain is strenuous.
    There comes hope from above;
    Take heart and be courageous.

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    My poem is meant for any teen who is considering ending their life by suicide. Teen suicide has become an epidemic, one that has affected me personally. I wrote this poem to make teens aware of what happens when they are gone. Hopefully, it will deter them from suicide.

    After You're Gone

    For A Person Who Is Considering Suicide

    in STOP Teen Suicide Poems

    I want to paint a picture;
    it's a scene that you should see.
    If you decide to end your life,
    what becomes of your family?

    First, someone has to find you.
    It will be a haunting sight,
    Filled with panic and hysteria,
    Screaming out in fright.

    Maybe they will find you
    Before you're actually dead.
    Instead of going to the morgue,
    A hospital instead.

    To the tiny hope that you'll survive,
    They'll cling with all their might
    Until a doctor tells them sorrowfully
    You won't make it through the night.

    The next few days will be a blur.
    A funeral is planned,
    People come from out of town,
    Neighbors lend a hand.

    The house is full of people
    To console your mom and dad.
    Your little sister sits alone,
    Feeling lost, confused, and sad.

    But then the house gets quiet,
    After everyone has gone,
    They'll try to fill the silence,
    Find a way to carry on.

    They'll do their best to live their life,
    The way it was before.
    They'll eat their dinners at the table,
    But there’s no talking anymore.

    Soon your parents will start fighting.
    Their marriage begins to wilt.
    They'll cast blame upon each other,
    Yet be consumed with their own guilt.

    Your sister will feel lonely,
    As your parents try to cope.
    She wants to be a family,
    But she's starting to lose hope.

    Fast forward two years down the road,
    Your sister's skipping class,
    Your father looks for comfort
    In the bottom of a glass.

    Your mom uses medication
    To try and ease her pain.
    Pops pills by the handful,
    She will never be the same.

    A house once filled with love and laughter,
    Feels cold and dark and sad.
    Your sister's full of anger
    Because you took her mom and dad.

    Soon your dad stops coming home at night,
    Your mom leaves her room no more.
    Your sister's desperate cries for help
    Are unheard behind closed doors.

    Then your sister gives up fighting,
    Can no longer stand the strife.
    If only you were there,
    You could probably save her life.

    Your family now is shattered,
    And it started all with you.
    The loss of 1 child crushed them,
    And now they have lost 2.

    So before deciding to end your life,
    I hope that you can see
    The tragic ending of your family
    Is what will come to be.

    You see a family is like a puzzle,
    An imperfect piece of art.
    If you start removing pieces,
    Soon the whole thing falls apart.

    But this picture that I've painted,
    Full of darkness, death, and dread,
    Still has a chance to replaced
    With a happy one instead.

    There are people who will help you,
    You just have to use your voice.
    At least give them a chance,
    Before you make a deadly choice.

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    We all become "something" after we leave school, but what about the one who didn't make it past school?

    Became

    School Age Kids And Suicide

    in STOP Suicide Poems

    He was the geeky kid, carrying all of his books,
    That became a scientist who found the cure for the disease that overtook.

    She was the quiet one, who was afraid no one would listen to what she had to say,
    Who is now the author that writes her words for thousands to read on a page.

    He was the naughty boy, whose antics were a cry for help,
    That became a cop because he knows how it felt.

    She was the nervous, anxious girl, who took on everyone's problems,
    That wanted to help others and became a psychologist with a doctorate.

    He was the kid that was always in a fight,
    Who became a lawyer that wants wrong turned right.

    He was the jock that was under pressure to win the game,
    Who became a pastor that tells people they are more than what others say.

    She was the quirky girl trying to break free from the mold,
    That became the fashion designer who is known for being bold.

    She was the mean girl with only ugly words to say,
    Who is now an advocate for other victims in pain.

    But he was the kid that faded into the background,
    The one who felt alone even when there was a crowd.

    The one who felt like he was gasping for air.
    Even though he was drowning; people were unaware.

    He was the one whose inner demon had a voice that was too loud,
    That told him there was no other way out.

    He's the kid I often think about,
    The one whose silence should have been a reverberating volume of sound.

    He is the one that we'll never know what he could have become,
    Because he was the kid who found the gun.

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    Sometimes feeling alone can mean many things. Expressing ourselves through poems can also be an attempt at reaching out for help. I hope this poem reminds people of that, because it isn't meant to create more sadness, but to remind that there is ALWAYS someone who cares.

    Worth

    • By Joel
    • Published: September 2016
    Reaching Out For Someone To Care

    in Depression Poems

    It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
    Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.

    To feel like no one's there during all my pain.
    I have nothing left to lose and nothing left to gain.

    I struggle through the days, with no one at my side,
    To find some sort of worth, to save a little pride.

    But all my days are dark, stormy, cold and gray,
    And emptiness keeps growing as I slowly fade away.

    I have no effort left to put into this life,
    No helping hand behind me to pull me to the light.

    So once again I ask, before I leave this Earth,
    Tell me, if you care, exactly what I'm worth.

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    I wrote this poem from the viewpoint of my closest and dearest friend after her brother took his own life. I knew there were things she wanted to say but didn't know how to express...so I tried to express the feelings for her in writing.

    Gone Too Soon

    • By Lisa Milczarski
    • Published: July 2013
    Brother Suicide Regret Poem

    in STOP Suicide Poems

    I know you're in heaven dancing and free
    but there's so much more you should be here to see.

    So many things I never got to say
    because I never thought that you would go away.

    I never told you 'cause I thought that you knew,
    but would that have changed what you planned to do?

    I am glad that you are free from the fears you held inside,
    but I wish you had come to me and put aside your pride.

    The world is a lonelier place without you.
    I guess that you thought this was all you could do.

    When I see you again, I'll tell you that you were wrong
    and how much I've missed you every day you've been gone.

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    Dedicated to my beautiful daughter who has suffered most of her life with depression. I don't ever want to lose her, so I love her through her pain.

    My Daughter's Tears

    in Depression Poems

    Until it affects someone we love,
    We don't even know it's there.
    It's really not our problem,
    So why should we care.

    The statistics are quite shocking,
    One in four they say
    Will suffer from depression
    In their lives one day.

    There's not much stigma anymore
    For this serious mental flaw.
    But no one knows where it will strike,
    It's just the luck of the draw.

    No one would choose to live with it,
    And some don't even try.
    I see my daughter suffering
    And all she can do is cry.

    Most people turn the other cheek,
    They've been doing it for years.
    But I must face the pain I see,
    In my daughter's tears.

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    I wrote this when I was 13 and I added the last part recently. There is hope. Don't give up.

    There Is Hope

    • By Bethany G.
    • Published: May 2013

    in STOP Teen Suicide Poems

    There's this girl.
    She never gives up on you.

    She loves everyone the same,
    Even when they don't want her to.

    She's always smiling,
    Giving people love,

    But no one ever asks her
    If she needs some cheering up.

    She's secretly hurting,
    But it's starting to show through.

    She can't hold it in any longer.
    If only she knew she didn't have to.

    Her name starts with an M
    And ends with an E.

    She keeps on praying
    That someone will see

    Just how hopeless
    This little girl can be.

    Now that she let it out,
    Now it's not locked inside.

    Life is getting better.
    She escaped suicide.

    The light is on again.
    The darkness went away.

    The smile on her face is real.
    She's no longer fallen astray.

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    This hit me hard. I always try to make others happy, I'll smile, I'll listen, I'll make sure that they know they're loved. When it comes to myself, though, I never let anyone see how deep...

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    I am a living, breathing piece of art; I am proof that things can change, and I am proud to be the new me.

    The New Me

    • By J. Dezz
    • Published: April 2014
    Changing For The Better

    in STOP Teen Suicide Poems

    Sometimes it gets better.
    Sometimes you heal.
    Sometimes my eyes get wetter
    Waiting for these scars to heal.

    The scars on the outer,
    The scars on the inner.
    I scream and I cry louder and louder.
    My voice just gets tired and my lifeline much thinner.

    That was the old me,
    The scared me,
    The dying.
    That was the hurt me,
    The bleeding me,
    The crying.

    The night that I changed is still so clear.
    I swallowed those pills with not a single fear.
    I stumbled and fell, but I didn't care.
    No more crying, no cutting, not one more blank stare.

    The pain was unbearable; what had I done?
    I haven't lived yet, my life had just begun.
    I awoke my guardian, to the clinic we went.
    I slept off the pills and awoke to resent.

    I felt so ill, inside and out.
    I went to a center and learned all about
    How to be fine, how to live without
    The blades and the pills; it's all over now.

    Meet the new me.
    She's smiling but scarred.
    Meet the new me.
    She shoots for the stars.
    Meet the new me.
    She's doing fine.
    Meet the new me.
    She tries and she strives.
    Meet the new me.
    She's glad she's alive.

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    That is so amazing. It really touched me because I nearly killed myself because I used to self-harm I don't do it anymore, but sometimes I'm tempted, but I get through it and you will too!...

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    I wrote this poem when I was 18 and felt very depressed and alone. It was the 1st ever poem I wrote. Hope you like it.

    Feeling Blue

    • By Kt
    • Published: July 2015
    Poem Working Through Depression

    in Depression Poems

    I suppose it's hard for some to understand.
    This is not the way that I had planned.
    I don't know how I've let myself get this way,
    And sometimes feel like calling it a day.
    But then I think of those who are close to my heart.
    Ending it all would probably tear them apart,
    So while I'm thinking of my dread,
    I'll try and sort out this mess in my head.
    Then if I find I still can't cope,
    There's nothing more I can do than pray and hope
    That everything will turn out right for me,
    And someday I'll be as happy as I can possibly be.

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    This is a really good little fun sized poem the puts the darkness of the topic into a slightly lighter-hearted, almost depressingly whimsical feel. I really enjoyed it. Thank you.

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