This Is For The Best

• by HAILEY BORCHGREVINK
• 3 weeks ago

This one really hit me hard. My aunt shot herself in December. I just don't even know what to say to this poem. In a weird way this is the most beautiful poem I have ever read. Please, don't take that offensive. I can just relate to this poem in so many ways and the feeling it gave me reading it was just I don't know; I've never felt anything like that. Please know that if there is ANYTHING you need, I am here. Life sucks, I know. And no one deserves the pain they are put through. It just breaks my heart. Rip Auntie Steph <3

• by Jenuel Salvador
• 5 months ago

I was also depressed and lost. I couldn't find help anywhere, so I cut myself and used pills, but now I found true friends who are there for me, and I found God who helped me find hope. Help others to be happy. It might seem simple, but it's not. Only a few can do it, so let's start now!

• by Nicholas J Parmer, Antigo Wisconsin
• 1 year ago

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 is it was my 11th anniversary and my 4th oldest daughter's birthday. My oldest daughter watched me take 80 some pills. That all happened Feb 4, 2017. I didn't see the pain I was causing. I was too focused on my own things, trying to keep it in because when I tried to seek help nobody at that time wanted to listen, so I kept it in. I'll probably not truly understand what I put them through, but now I have people to talk to, and I'm even seeing a counselor. I've spent a lot of time writing. On top of that, my wife and I have separated for 10 months, but I've been given a second chance to fix what's broken. I get to see my 5 beautiful bright children. This is my story, and I'm stronger now as I sail and weather this storm again.

• by Christina Daniels, Georgia
• 3 years ago

I had a love. And he was going through things. And he sent me this poem. And I cried within. But I stayed strong. Because he needed my strength. Life is so precious...his life is so precious. But no one knows the pain he is experiencing but him. I've prayed. I've sent loving texts. I've stopped my life. I've called his phone. I'm responding to this email he sent me. Because lord knows if he took his life. I'd be left empty. A part of me would be gone. Suicide is nothing you can take back. Pain is temporary. Suicide is forever. Make your forever with me. Not with that bullet or knife. People love you unconditionally. We love you unconditionally. His future wife..if only if only. Coco

• by Jasmine Littleton, Washington
• 4 years ago

This story made me think about my life. I was so tempted to end my life like him. But instead of a gun, I was going to cut deeply and then stab my heart with the knife. I thought about life and how much it meant to me. I love life now. I have so much to live for. Instead of thinking you need to end your perfect life, stop and think about these 5 things...
1: Your family
2: who will miss you
3: what you're doing to yourself
4: What you're going to do to your friends
5: who will approve of what you're doing.

• by Brenda
• 4 years ago

Thanks for sharing! I was searching for a poem for my stepson's newspaper memorial! He died almost one yr. ago in almost this exact way! Heartbroken and lonely but scared to reach out to anyone. He shot himself when his Dad, Mom and myself were trying to get into his house, his Dad held him as he died. Please never give up! Life can hurt a lot sometimes but suicide is never the answer, get help! I sure wish Michael would have asked! We all loved him and miss him very much!

• by Marti
• 4 years ago

It hurts to read these poems and see that people all live through this suicide situations. My brother did exactly this. He shot himself two years ago after a fight with his girlfriend that was cheating on him and she told him to do everyone a favor and he shot himself. My father attempted suicide a month ago and he lived and was a miracle and three days after he came home from hospital, he shot himself. I attempted suicide a year before my brother and it's a serious problem. It makes me sick there is nothing we can do when people don't reach out. The ones who are suicidal don't lead on anything because they don't want to be caught and it's to late. My heart is sick. And hurts for those who suffer and for my mother and children that lost their papa and uncle. It's my mother and I now and we are a team and we will survive.

• by Liliana Martinez
• 4 years ago

This is a very beautiful poem. I had tears going down my face. I recently lost my best friend to suicide also by a gun shot and this poem just reminded me of him so much .

• by Dave, England
• 5 years ago

This is exactly how I feel the only thing that stops me is my beautiful 6 year old princess whom I could never hurt, even though the hurt and pain gets worse every day.

• by Yvonne, Ct
• 5 years ago

I lost my ex-husband to suicide on July 30th, 2011. He did this right after we got divorced and I didn't realize how much I loved him until he was gone. I discovered him in my bedroom, with a gunshot wound to his head. I am now dealing with the TREMENDOUS guilt and pain because I feel I could have tried harder in our relationship. I feel that if we hung in there, he would have been alive today. We have a now 6-year-old girl and it is so hard to explain to her why daddy is no longer here. To those thinking about it, please don't. There are people who love you. Call someone, just talk to anybody but please don't do it. I wish I could reach out to every single person contemplating suicide because loved ones would feel more pain than imaginable. This path is not the answer. I will forever suffer without my daughter's father and I would never wish this pain on my worst enemy.

• by Hubert, Planet Earth
• 5 years ago

I thought so many times of committing suicide. I am at this moment. I try hard to think what it would be like for my two kids that have come back to live with me in search of a family. They lived with my ex-wife for a few years, but found themselves alone most of the time. Before coming back my daughter asked if they could come live with me. She said they didn't feel grounded to anything or anyone. They were looking to me for a sense of family. Now I have my ANGELS back with me. I am currently going through hard times and the thought of ending my life often enters my mind. Then I hear my angels' voices, and it brings me back. The three of us are a family, and I can't take that away from them. They have so long wanted that. They're my angels and they'd fall from heaven if I wasn't here. They'd be without a family again, and I wouldn't be around if it wasn't for them. Tomorrow I have my angels looking out for me. And for them, the family they wanted. I LOVE MY CHILDREN, MY ANGELS.

• by Breanna, Danville Il
• 5 years ago

This is how my brother killed himself , suicide is not the answer to peoples questions, this is super sad. Reminds me of my brother , REST IN PEACE BROTHER

• by Aamilah
• 6 years ago

This Poem is just like what happened to my brother I miss him dearly and I still can't believe he's gone but knowing he doesn't have to suffer anymore. He called so many people and left messages because no one answered, then he wrote a suicide letter and shot himself. But now I can say Alhamdulillah because I get stronger everyday
RIP Benton Juan Williams April 19, 1993-June 9, 2010..... 3 years and I still can't believe it.

• by Tammi Super
• 6 years ago

This is my son's story...he sat in a chair in the garage and killed himself with a gun after talking to his newly ex girlfriend. I busted out crying as if my son had written this.
He was such a caring person. I think if he realized how devastated he would leave me and his 2 brothers he wouldn't have done it.

• by Heather Richson
• 7 years ago

I lost my little cousin a few yrs ago we were best friends growing up always confided in one another. Before his 16th birthday he took a picture of himself with the barrel of his dads shot gun in his mouth. Took a picture and said now you get what you wanted and posted it online for all the school bullies to see. Pulled the trigger. His name was Jacob. It is good for guys to cry, maybe if he was more willing to cry he would have came to me and told me how he was feeling. His parents were going through a divorce and worked all the time. but maybe if he would have cried on my shoulder he would still be alive :( guys need to cry too, doesn't make you less of a man. As kids we were best friends. He is still near and dear to my heart. Rest in peace to all of those who felt they were alone, when really they didn't know just how much we really care

• by Hannah, New York
• 7 years ago

Bubbles that really was an inspiration to me. You have just taught me to never give in to suicide. THANK YOU!!!!!!

• by Syko, Oklahoma
• 7 years ago

This really touched me so many nights I have sit and cried and cut and prayed for death to come. I have tried everything pills drowning. I've done it all but put a gun to my head. I still get the feeling to do it from time to time but it's not as strong anymore. I hurt but I'm fighting it. Everyone always told me it will get better well maybe they was right cause now I have a beautiful baby and a amazing boyfriend that for once doesn't beat me. So what I got to say is if your thinking about it hang in there.

• by Joey Migliorini
• 7 years ago

Dear Adam West from Hartford,
I am a 17 year old boy and I recently lost three great friends and I don't cry in front of people either for the same reason. but trust me, you giving in to suicide would ruin more lives than you can possibly imagine. I understand what you are going through and if I lived near you and I saw your friends I would have your back and I have never met you. Open up to the right people and trust me everything will seem easier. Just please don't kill yourself it's not how you should go. :)

• by Hayley
• 7 years ago

I guess I can relate with you guys, I wanted to commit suicide, I almost did. You see not to long ago my uncle (36) and two of my cousins (19 and 8) died in a head on collision, the women who crashed into them was drunk and on drugs... She survived. and even though she has caused me so much anguish, I pray for her. I can't imagine living with that kind of guilt. Bad things happen to all of us, but how we react defines who we are. A year later two of my friends died in a head on collision. This pain I carry almost kills me but I know I am not alone, I want you guys to know that you aren't either. You don't have to carry this on your own.

• by Coty Hoggle Poet
• 8 years ago

I submitted this a really long time ago but never knew it got accepted till not to long ago when a friend told me they Google's my name an this came up... this was a really bad time in my life... my dad was never around when I was little and pretty much denied my existence and my step dad was abusive while my mom was with him... and my mom was addicted to drugs and took a lot of her problems out on me... I was out of this phase for a long time after that but some recent problems have come up and I feel as if I'm falling back into that phase again :-/

• by Bubbles
• 8 years ago

Adam West, Hartford,

It's okay to cry you know it doesn't matter what other people say. A person can never ever get over something like you experienced and I'm sure you'll always remember it. The poem was so sad it brought tears to my eyes and your story was also very sad that it made me cry. I just wanna say don't give in to suicide. You have a chance today to carry on in your friends memory and maybe do what he may have wanted you to do in life. I hope that you are still fine today and well alive and maybe you could publish something about your friend so that he will always be remembered by people everywhere.

• by Maggie, Iowa
• 8 years ago

This explains so much...I understand it all too well, how the feelings swell.

• by Adam West, Hartford CT
• 8 years ago

This is one of the saddest poems I have ever seen. I looked up depression poems because I get very depressed and have thoughts on suicide, but yet I am still alive and well. I thought the world was against me and if I died the world would be more peaceful and happy. I lost one of my best friends in 8th grade. He hung himself from his fan. I cry still from the memory almost 3 years ago. It was me, him and another friend all grew up together since around age 3. I miss him so but nothing will bring him back. I fight suicidal thoughts and my teenage years are rough. I haven't had the perfect life nor the worst. I saw this poem a few years ago and it still brings tears to me. I am not social because I feel like I never belonged I guess, and it just hurts even though I never show it. I am 16 and it also hurts that my friends look down upon me cause I cry and I'm a guy and apparently guys shouldn't cry or be sensitive so I'm kind of stuck :(

• by sweetie
• 10 years ago

I can't stop crying. I feel like throwing up.

• by marie
• 10 years ago

this is good I've felt the same way before but I never thought I would go through with it. I go through this a lot dealing with other peoples problems. I guess I'm just a caring person and I care. This is good though I'm new to the poem writing too and I just wrote my first one tonight on suicide.

• by Alicia
• 10 years ago

OMG I read this poem and had tears going down my face this is really sad, My dad shot himself after writing a letter to me and my mum.

• by jennifer
• 10 years ago

recently one of my friends shot himself. he was only 16 and this poem sounds exactly what happened. he texted his girlfriend and told her he would love her forever. and I miss him. he was a great guy. everybody knew him. rest in peace. Michael