STOP Suicide Poem

This poem is about one of my best friends who committed suicide. I miss her everyday and nothing will ever be the same without her here. I should have said I love you back to her but I didn't.. I love you Sarah.

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My big sister attempted to commit suicide today by overdosing on alcohol and pills. This poem expresses exactly how I felt when I heard the news.

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She Finally Gave In...

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Published: July 2012

The girl who seemed unbreakable finally broke.
The girl who seemed so strong finally fell and crumbled.
The girl who always laughed finally cried
and the girl who never stopped trying... finally gave up...

December 21, 2011 R.I.P Sarah ɛ

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  • by Amy
  • 2 years ago

My big sister attempted to commit suicide today by overdosing on alcohol and pills. This poem expresses exactly how I felt when I heard the news.

  • by Emily
  • 5 years ago

This was almost me. I've been so close to doing it.

  • by Alyssa, In Bed
  • 5 years ago

This what is this, this girl who gave in you were weak, but you made it worse, you died a coward. To be remembered is great, but to be known hurts. You gave in to pain, I live in pain. Why why don't I kill myself? The truth it's useless, pain is not something to run from. Pain hides in the shadows therefore it you shadow, it lurks behind you growing bigger or smaller, but its still there, always. The truth the best to happiness is during a cloudy day where light is hidden, this lost girl it is too late but you have committed sin, I'm sorry I don't feel sorry, I feel angry, why do you get to have it easy, because you write this, no why do I have to live with pain. It's because all I know is pain so I stay strong, but you I hate those who give up without a fight know that you shall now be known and that will be that

  • by Valerie, Texas
  • 6 years ago

This really touched my heart cause it reminds me of me. Yesterday I almost gave up. I couldn't hold on any long but my dad stopped me saying that he wouldn't be able to live life knowing that it wouldn't be the same if I wasn't here.

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