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Poems about Suicide and Depression

When a friend or family member commits suicide, everyone is plunged into confusion and grief. Life is instinctually valued by all of life's creatures. Even a blade of grass or flower fights for the privilege of life. When someone close to you voluntarily ends their lives, your entire value system is thrown into question. Family members or friends may also be consumed with guilt, thinking that they somehow should have seen the signs that led to the individual's suicide. Group therapy with others who have experienced this trauma as well as individual therapy may be necessary to help cope.

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1. Richard Cory

A narrative poem, "Richard Cory" was first published in 1897, as part of The Children of the Night. It is one of Robinson's most popular and published poems.
The poem describes a person who is wealthy, well-educated, mannerly, and admired by the people in his town. Despite all this, he takes his own life.
- By Edwin Arlington Robinson
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
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2. My Best Friend's Departure

My cousin was my best friend, and sadly, he took his own life. I wish I could have helped him and changed the outcome, but the past cannot be changed. This poem is based on my grief and my regret and also my love for him and his life.

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- By Carina Spencer
- Published: November 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Grieving Cousin's Suicide

I jumped; you caught me.
I laughed; you joked.
I was down; you picked me up.
I crumbled; you glued me back together.

I jumped; you caught me.
I laughed; you joked.
I was down; you picked me up.
I crumbled; you glued me back together.
I loved you; you loved me back.

You jumped; I couldn't catch you.
You forgot to laugh; I couldn't remind you.
You were down; I couldn't hold you.
You crumbled; I had no glue.
You loved me; I still love you.

Without any warning or sign,
You ventured to a world divine.
I refused to say goodbye,
Yet tonight I cry.
My tears are for you, my friend,
But our legacy will not end.
For I shall see you soon,
But first I have living to do.
I promise I won't forget.
Your face is embedded in my heart.
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3. If You Would Have Known

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.

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- By Shelby N. Merchen
- Published: September 2020 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
You Left Too Soon

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 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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4. Troubled Heart

I have a friend who lost a son to suicide. I, too, have lost loved ones, even a small grandson, but realized through my friend that his kind of loss was likely the most devastating kind. His son was a great young man who unknowingly had trials, which brought him to take his own life. I wrote this poem for my friend and for all who experience such a loss.
- By Ron Tranmer
- Published: December 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
The moment you took your life,
I felt mine ended too.
If I could only turn back time,
there's so much I would undo.

The moment you took your life,
I felt mine ended too.
If I could only turn back time,
there's so much I would undo.

I didn't see the warning signs.
You held them deep inside.
Struggles you were going through
you did so well to hide.

I'm left with guilt and sorrow
and confusion as to why.
You didn't tell me of your pain
and felt you had to die.

Every soul is precious
in the eyes of God above.
He will heal your troubled heart
with His never-ending love.

I'll put my faith in Him,
as I pray my heart will mend
and keep you in my memory
'till I'm with you once again.
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5. Jim

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.
- By Jacqueline A. Grieve
- Published: October 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Suicide Of Brother

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?

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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6. Save A Life

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.
- By Emily Tekavec
- Published: January 2016 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem About Stopping A Friend From Suicide

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 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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7. That Girl

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 it's too late.
- By Amber
- Published: May 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Dad Doesn't Love Me

Forever feeling her life is dying,
But the doctors keep on lying.
"Your daughter will be fine,
Just give her some time."

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 pleas 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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8. Suicidal Thoughts

I am a 15-year-old African American male. I was not supposed to be born seeing how my mother had kidney problems and was a smoker, so in her womb I was diagnosed mentally challenged, also both of my parents were suffering from type 2 diabetes. I was born via a c-section because if I had come out naturally I would have died. I had to stay in the hospital for weeks. When I was 3 I got diagnosed with ADHD and asthma. But my mother was abused so she was free from that with a divorce when I was 8. And I was abandoned by his love.
- By Jonathan Davis
- Published: July 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
I'm trapped in a box with no intentions to survive
Praying...asking God why am I still alive
I go to sleep each night knowing everything I say is a lie
Knowing that is enough for me to break down and cry

I'm trapped in a box with no intentions to survive
Praying...asking God why am I still alive
I go to sleep each night knowing everything I say is a lie
Knowing that is enough for me to break down and cry
My father taught me to be tough and conquer your fears
My mother taught me how to love and it's okay to shed a couple tears
I struggle each day to survive living my life with doubt
I'm trapped in a death hole with no hopes of getting out
I've been tormented by the devil ever since I was a little boy
He is the puppet master and I'm his #1 toy
I've been bullied, misunderstood, charged with guilt to my heart
Slowly but surely I'm loosing my mind...and my heart and soul is falling apart
I can't help myself no matter how hard I try
I need to find a way; the clock is winding down to the day I die
It's like the devil has control over me, at least that's how it seems
He usually gets me like Freddy Krueger...when I'm asleep, in my dreams
I was raised in the church; my mom said when you're in trouble look for a way in the light
But I'm too lost in the world and blinded by the night
At this point in my life I am mentally unstable
But I'm going to keep my eyes on God because I know he is able
I have worn a mask all my life; nobody knows or understands me
They think I have it all good...look harder and you will really see
I love you, Mom, and I'm really trying to find a way
But the only way you can help me is to continue to pray
There were times you never listened to what I had to say
That's part of the reason I am who I am today
But I'm on the right track; I'm determined to find my way
All because you said you loved me and it will be okay
I used to live each day with no hopes for tomorrow
Walking with my head down filled with shame and sorrow
There were times where I felt I was on the world's hit list
So depressed my face looking like death ready to slit my wrists
As a man I feel for myself I have to provide
It's enough pressure for a man to commit suicide
As I engraved death in my arm I started to bleed
Even though God is all I want and all that I need
Stress is building up in my heart and mind
Wondering when my time is up and if I'm ready to die
I put the gun to my head and closed my eyes
I said Lord, take me now, I'm ready to die
As I pulled the trigger no bullet came out
Then I thought to myself aren't I supposed to be dead now
I opened my eyes and saw the light
A voice said I love you with all my might
If it was my mom I don't know why
Then they said I love you; it's not time for you to die
So as I look to the sky I thank God for saving me
If it weren't for him, I don't know where I would be
I know it's all over; my faith has been restored
I have no thoughts of death...evil can't touch me anymore
Now you know who I used to be and how I became the new me
When I was trapped in a box...but now I'm free
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9. Happy 17

I am a father who lost my daughter through suicide at the tender age of 15 in February 2007. I cherish the time that was given to me while she was with me. There was truly a magical spirit within her that made her unique, like all our children. I unfortunately know the pain this brings to a parent. I have a beautiful son who I devote all the time to. Don't let a chance go past without taking it.
- By Shane
- Published: October 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Dad Loses Daughter To Suicide Poem

Was on this day that your were born
A ray of sunshine that I adorned
From heaven above you were sent to us
Hand crafted and unique, one of a kind you were made

Was on this day that your were born
A ray of sunshine that I adorned
From heaven above you were sent to us
Hand crafted and unique, one of a kind you were made

With big brown eyes and a gorgeous smile
Why couldn't you stay longer than a while
An aura you had that shown like a star
I search and look in the night sky you are

As quickly as you arrived
You had suddenly departed
Not right, not fair
For your life had only just started

So today a wish I make for you
One of love and happiness
Happy birthday to my girl so true
You'll always be in my heart and soul

Beautiful as a butterfly
Your spirit set free
Wishing I could be near you
To hold you close to me

Happy birthday my sweetheart
Forever loved
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10. A Silent War

When I was 15, my Dad committed suicide and I never got the chance to say goodbye. I want to tell this story to help others understand the value of time that they have to spend with loved ones. Always say "I love you" because you never know what may happen. It is the worst feeling in the world to know that they may not have known.
- By Lisa Miktuk
- Published: February 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Letter From Daughter To Dad Who Committed Suicide

Leaving us without word, nothing left to say,
Mom and me are never going to forget that day.
Something must have hurt so bad and I simply turned my back,
There's so many things I want to say, but it seems the right words I lack.

Leaving us without word, nothing left to say,
Mom and me are never going to forget that day.
Something must have hurt so bad and I simply turned my back,
There's so many things I want to say, but it seems the right words I lack.

I never got to say goodbye or tell you that I care,
You must have felt all alone, desperate, hurt, and scared.
I wonder why you felt so bad that your pain engulfed your life,
I wonder if you thought of us, your daughter and your wife.
If I could go back in time and try to ease your pain,
I would dry all your tears when they fell like rain.
It must have been a place so dark that you could not see the light,
But here I am, your pain I feel, I cry myself to sleep at night.

So Daddy please forgive me, I was only 15 at the time,
I didn't realize how lucky I was that you were all mine.
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11. Stress Is A Killer

I wrote this poem after I got in a fight with my mom about wanting to kill myself.
- By Krista Ceci
- Published: June 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Stress is feeding on me,
Sucking out my soul.
I feel my body weakening,
it refuses to let go.

Stress is feeding on me,
Sucking out my soul.
I feel my body weakening,
it refuses to let go.

I'm going kind of pale,
blood is dripping down my arm.
Tears are falling from my eyes;
a pain pierces my heart.

I'm confused
and don't know what to do.
I want to end it all,
but you don't want me to.

Living life is fine,
but stress makes it tough.
Your smile used to make me happy;
now that's not enough.

Stress is killing me,
putting me to rest.
But I'll try not to leave you,
I'll try my very best.
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12. Missing You Forever

I wrote this poem 2 weeks after my brother took his own life. It has been a year now, but the pain hasn't gotten better. These words are just a way of expressing the pain.
He is missed-- Mehrshad Shokravi (October 31, 1980-October 8, 2007)
- By Sanaz Shokravi
- Published: October 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
It's been two weeks today
that you finally got it your way.
You left us here, without a farewell,
leaving behind just your smell.

It's been two weeks today
that you finally got it your way.
You left us here, without a farewell,
leaving behind just your smell.

Everyone tells me to respect your decision
and understand that you fulfilled your mission,
but they don't understand my pain.
They don't know how it feels to be stuck under the rain

I wish I could hold you
and tell you that I love you.
I wish I could understand.
I wish I were there to hold your hand,
maybe I could have changed your mind.

The night that you decided to leave
and to no longer believe,
I know you weren't afraid anymore
of who would be waiting for you at the door.

I finally saw your last letter.
I was hoping it would make me feel better.
Instead, I miss you more,
and your last words made me swore.
It made me wish you weren't gone
because I don't know for how long I can stay strong.

It's been two weeks I lost you, brother.
It's been 2 weeks I lost my other.
I wish you had given me the chance
to take one last glance
at you face filled with love
before you flew away like a dove.

Rest in peace, brother.
I hope you will no longer suffer.
I will be waiting for you in my dreams
to re-live all those beautiful memories.

by Sanaz Shokravi
in the memory of my big brother
Mehrshad Shokravi
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13. A Friend Can Save A Life

I've lost people in my life because of suicide. The more I think about it, the more I think it's partially my fault for not being a good friend when they needed one.
- By Paige Bryant
- Published: March 2015 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem About A Friend Making A Difference

That girl's heart aches,
Her smile is fake.
The cuts sting,
Her phone rings.

That girl's heart aches,
Her smile is fake.
The cuts sting,
Her phone rings.
She ignores
And thinks life's a bore.
But she doesn't know
There are people who care.
She doesn't know
That they've always been there.
She's tired of being joked at school.
She's tired of being called a fool.
She's ready to pull out the knife,
Ready to end her life.
There she sits alone crying,
Wondering about if she were dying.
"Would they even notice I was gone?"
Or would they just carry on?"
As she lures the knife,
She hears a strange sound.
She hides the blade
As her heart pounds.
She walks out the door.
There's her best friend
Trying to get in.
As her friend cried, she heard her say,
"Thank God you're okay!"

A FRIEND CAN SAVE A LIFE
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14. Suicide

On 27th June 2010 my husband, suffering from bi-polar, committed suicide.
I wrote this poem shortly after his death when I realized how difficult my family, friends and colleagues found it to discuss and sympathize with my loss.
The stigma attached to suicide still exists, unconsciously, in people's minds.
The death is seen a choice. Something avoidable and so somehow less tragic. It was a death seeped in anger on my behalf when all I really wanted was to mourn his loss.
- By Derryn Brinton-Wood
- Published: June 2014 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Stigma Of Death Through Suicide Poem

Suicide the headline screams
And everyone turns their head
Too frightened, too shocked, too ignorant
To acknowledge that he is dead

Suicide the headline screams
And everyone turns their head
Too frightened, too shocked, too ignorant
To acknowledge that he is dead

Whispers in the corridors
As slowly rumours spread
An overdose, a bridge, a rope
A gun put to his head

A visit to the state mortuary
Where platitudes are said
As they slowly draw the curtain
For a viewing of the dead

Widow standing silently
While poetry is read
Mourners walking one by one
To the harbor they are led

Flowers scattered on the sea
A brightly fragrant bed
Whilst seagulls cry overhead
He is dead, he is dead, he is dead
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15. Became

We all become "something" after we leave school, but what about the one who didn't make it past school?
- By Jodi M. Kucera
- Published: September 7, 2021 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
School Age Kids And Suicide

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,

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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16. Crazy, Crazy On The Wall

Sorry if this is triggering for anyone, but stigma and prejudice are terrible.
- By Anon
- Published: March 2015 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Stigma Has Crushed And Hurt

Crazy, crazy on the wall
Are you the craziest of them all?
What you doing with that knife?
Why'd you want to end your life?

Crazy, crazy on the wall
Are you the craziest of them all?
What you doing with that knife?
Why'd you want to end your life?

Nutter, nutter on the roof
What are you, some kinda goof?
Can't you just pull yourself together?
And not end it all forever?

Looney, looney tying that rope
If you're feeling low, just smoke some dope
We all feel sad now and then
But this depression bull isn't attractive to men

Freak, freak, lying in bed
I know you don't really want to be dead
Just a cry for attention from a drama queen
Stop it! Grow up! You're no longer a teen

Maybe if you didn't say this stuff
I'd get help instead of trying to act tough
Stigma has crushed and hurt
So please think before you blurt
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17. After You're Gone

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.
- By Shelby N. Merchen
- Published: September 16, 2021 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem For A Person Who Is Considering Suicide

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?

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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18. Why Dad Did You Choose Suicide?

Why Dad? Why did you chose suicide? You left no note.
- By Christina M. Butz
- Published: April 2006 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Why Dad?
Why did you chose to die?
You left no note but left me asking why.
You thought you were doing what was best and right.

Why Dad?
Why did you chose to die?
You left no note but left me asking why.
You thought you were doing what was best and right.
Why, oh why, did you have to end the fight?
Your pain is something I will never understand.
You must have been so afraid to take this stand.
You left me with a title I am sad to attain:
Suicide Survivor, but who should I blame?
I know your decision was painful to make.
The thoughts in your head
Must have been unbearable to take.
Now that you're gone, I think of you a lot.
You couldn't have known the suffering this has brought.
I pray you are at peace my angel, but I am in pain.
I count the minutes to heaven and seeing you again.
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19. How I Feel

A poem on battling dark thoughts
- By Lyn
- Published: June 2007 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Sometimes I just wish I could run away and hide.
No matter where I go though, these feelings stay inside.
How can I stay here and live each day a lie,
When all I want to do is close my eyes and die?

Sometimes I just wish I could run away and hide.
No matter where I go though, these feelings stay inside.
How can I stay here and live each day a lie,
When all I want to do is close my eyes and die?
I see the pain I cause you, with every tear I shed.
I plead with you now mum, let me go instead.
I wish I could take you with me, to a happy place,
Whether it exists though, is time for me to face.
Can I ask for your forgiveness? For you to set me free.
It may seem ungrateful, but this life's not meant for me.
Thank you for all your love, for all the time we shared,
It means the world to me, to know that someone cared.
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20. She Finally Gave In...

This poem is about one of my best friends who committed suicide. I miss her every day 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.
- By JJ
- Published: July 2012 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
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...

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
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31 Poems about Suicidal Depression

1. Richard Cory

2. My Best Friend's Departure

My cousin was my best friend, and sadly, he took his own life. I wish I could have helped him and changed the outcome, but the past cannot be changed. This poem is based on my grief and my regret and also my love for him and his life.

3. If You Would Have Known

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.

4. Troubled Heart

5. Jim

6. Save A Life

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.

7. That Girl

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 it's too late.

8. Suicidal Thoughts

9. Happy 17

10. A Silent War

11. Stress Is A Killer

I wrote this poem after I got in a fight with my mom about wanting to kill myself.

12. Missing You Forever

I wrote this poem 2 weeks after my brother took his own life. It has been a year now, but the pain hasn't gotten better. These words are just a way of expressing the pain. He is missed-- Mehrshad Shokravi (October 31, 1980-October 8, 2007)

13. A Friend Can Save A Life

I've lost people in my life because of suicide. The more I think about it, the more I think it's partially my fault for not being a good friend when they needed one.

14. Suicide

15. Became

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

16. Crazy, Crazy On The Wall

Sorry if this is triggering for anyone, but stigma and prejudice are terrible.

17. After You're Gone

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.

18. Why Dad Did You Choose Suicide?

Why Dad? Why did you chose suicide? You left no note.

19. How I Feel

A poem on battling dark thoughts

20. She Finally Gave In...

This poem is about one of my best friends who committed suicide. I miss her every day 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.

I wrote this poem 2 weeks after my brother took his own life. It has been a year now, but the pain hasn't gotten better. These words are just a way of expressing the pain.
He is missed-- Mehrshad Shokravi (October 31, 1980-October 8, 2007)