one sad, cold night
a boy sat in his chair
picked up a gun
as he ran his fingers through his hair
he sat and cried as he thought
everything that's happened
has all been my fault
he said if I was gone
this would all be better
and he told her
"I love you now more than ever"
he said "trust me
this is for the best
you will see
cause after I'm gone
no more fighting, you'll be free"
he grabbed a bullet
an put it in the gun
said, "I love you so much
but now I have to run"
he said "I'm sorry I can't take this no more.
I've let down so many people
I wish I could go back to before"
he hung up the phone
and pulled the trigger
looked down at his chest
as the pain grew bigger
his eyes filled with tears
they started to pour
as soon as his family ran in
he fell to the floor
Too Much Pressure In Life
This poem touched me in a way. I, too, attempted suicide by my prescription pills meant for helping me with anger, pain, and hurt through my childhood. The worst part I'm trying to deal with...
This Is For The Best
Published: February 2008
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I lost my brother to suicide, and let me tell you, it's been 10 1/2 years and here it is, 2:30 in the morning, and I've been sobbing for 30 minutes, talking to him. So I looked up suicide poems and found this. Stay strong. There are people who love and need you.