STOP Suicide Poems

STOP Suicide Poems

Poems about Suicide and Depression

When a family member commits suicide, the entire family 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 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.

60 Poems about Suicidal Depression

  1. 1. 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.

    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'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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  3. 2. 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.

    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. 3. 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.

    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?
    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. 4. My Best Friend's Departure

    • By Carina Spencer
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011

    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.

    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 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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  7. 5. Save A Life

    • By Emily Tekavec
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2016

    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.

    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 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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  8. 6. 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.

    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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  9. 7. A Friend Can Save A Life

    • By Paige Bryant
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015

    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.

    Poem About A Friend Making A Difference

    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!"


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  10. 8. Became

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

    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,
    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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  11. 9. How I Feel

    • By Lyn
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2007

    A poem on battling dark thoughts

    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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  12. 10. The Fight

    • By Anna
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2009

    I wrote this not because I wanted to commit suicide; it was just all the emotions I had in me that wrote this...

    My body's cold,
    lips are blue.
    Why did I do this because of you?

    I feel the earth below me
    like a pillow under my head.
    No knives, no guns, but pills instead.

    The bottle lays empty,
    cap unscrewed.
    What did I do? What did I do?

    My spirit floats, my body lays.
    My lover finds me,
    and he prays.

    I reach for him.
    I'm sucked away,
    like a deep crest of a wave.

    He pounds the ground,
    screaming why, oh why?
    I asked myself why did I?

    My parents arrive, my best friend too
    I thought to myself, what did I do!?

    I look away, the pain's too deep.
    My life is over because of me.

    I look back for one last glance.
    They zip me up in the body bag.
    I did this to ease my pain.
    I lost instead of gained.

    As I look down at my family,
    I regret that night.
    My life stopped ticking
    because of a fight.

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  13. 11. Gone Too Soon

    • By Lisa Milczarski
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2013

    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 I tried to express the feelings for her in writing.

    Brother Suicide Regret Poem

    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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  14. 12. Stay With Me

    When life gets too hard, and existence itself seems endurable, why should anyone hang on? When you reach the point where even the thought of the people you're leaving behind can't stop you, it is impossible to look back, to see the light in the world. I have a friend who has reached this point many times and attempted to take her own life on multiple occasions. There is so much I wish I could say to her. So much. I know it might not make a difference, but it helps me to know I tried.

    Poem About Begging Someone Not To End Their Life

    How can I tell you
    How can I say

    What you'll miss
    If you throw it all away

    How can I warn you
    How can I show

    This is not the end
    Don't let go

    How can I make you understand
    How can I make you see

    You still have a life
    You have a choice, listen to me

    Let me explain
    Let me plead my case

    You life is worth the world
    You can't be replaced

    Don't do it
    Don't make this choice

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  15. 13. Zach's Poem

    • By Morgan
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2015

    On August 26, I lost a close friend, and I wrote this poem to let out some of the emotions.

    Regret About Not Stopping Friend From Committing Suicide

    I wish that I could talk to you,
    and beg you not to go.
    I wish I asked what you were going through,
    but now I'll never know.

    I wish that I had some warning
    of what you'd do that night,
    and that you'd given me a chance to save you,
    to help you make things right.

    I wish that you could've soldiered on,
    and worked through the pain.
    If you had, I promise you,
    you would've been happy one day.

    I wish that the last time I saw you
    I didn't rush away.
    I wish that I had hugged you harder,
    and told you I loved you that day.

    I wish that I could bring you back
    to see you one last time,
    to hug you close, to hear your voice,
    and then the world would be fine.

    But all these things can't ever happen,
    the nightmares are all about you.
    There's not one thing I can change,
    because these wishes will never come true.

    Regret About Not Stopping Friend From Committing Suicide, Zach's Poem

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  16. 14. The Same Old Stuff

    I think I have had just about enough
    of the sympathetic "stick it out and be tough."

    I abhor the person who said the line,
    "Don't worry honey, everything'll be fine."

    Beware to the person who comes my way
    saying, "Tomorrow will be a better day."

    I wish I could meet the person who made
    that all around classic "don't be afraid."

    Can you understand what these lines do?
    Nothing, that's my point of view.

    People get sick of the same old stuff.
    Not everyone is your definition of "tough."

    These lines are a way to justify means
    that we've done our part as human beings.

    Some people think "oh they're fine"
    after the end of your clever little line.

    But do you understand the turmoil and strife
    that may be poisoning this person's life?

    They dig for understanding like a heartbroken miner,
    and all you can give is a sorry one-liner.

    We all must do our part
    in helping people gain a new start.

    These things go slowly, I know.
    The least we can do is try though.

    People get sick of the same old stuff.
    As I've said, I've had enough.

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  17. 15. Why Dad Did You Choose Suicide?

    • By Christina M. Butz
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

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

    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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  18. 16. Self-Harm

    Good to let it all out... :)

    It calls me closer, it calls me near.
    "Just once and it'll be over,"
    Death whispers in my ear.
    Irresistible is its sweet entice.
    Staring down, which one to slice,
    I observe my previous tries,
    My unseen hurt and earlier cries.
    No peace in my mind, no peace in my head.
    The quiet, intelligent me, long since fled.
    Anger and rage consume me.
    My mind's demons bursting to be free.
    The walls of my cage finally cave.
    "Just be still, just be brave."
    I slash down with an improvised knife.
    "Forget this world, forget my life."
    Blood oozes and drips down the drain.
    A slight tingle but no real pain.
    A calmness comes over me.
    My last attempt please, it's got to be.
    "Screw everyone that's made me into this."
    The very same people who I'm going to miss.
    Tears stream down my cheek,
    My head feels heavy, I get dizzy and legs go weak.
    Darkness surrounds me, I get a glimpse of the abyss.
    I embrace the darkness, then hear a shriek...

    Then nothing.... blankness, no sound
    I feel my body drifting
    I hear scraping, something's stirring around.
    Surrounding me, I can hear creatures shifting.
    I hear a scream, I hear a moan.
    I want my family, I'm all alone.
    I hear a cry, I hear a sob
    And realize it's my own.
    I know I have sinned, still I pray to God,
    "Please get me out of this hell."
    I start to yell...
    No sound out of my mouth, only in my mind.
    No one to help me, no one for me to find.
    I've never felt so scared....
    My soul finally screamed and despaired.
    "I give up..."

    A light???
    My consciousness returns
    As it starts to get bright.
    I feel myself falling.
    A faint faraway voice, I hear someone calling.
    Brighter now, getting brighter still.
    I feel myself escaping from this hell.
    Has it been months or has it been years
    Since I was stuck in that prison,
    Trapped with my fears?

    I open my eyes and look around.
    I'm lying in a bed in a hospital gown.
    The worried looks on their faces makes me ashamed.
    Sitting and staring, no one makes a sound.
    "Sorry" is all I say...
    Mother starts crying, my farther is sad.
    Finding me like that, must have been bad...
    I get a kiss and a cuddle,
    A pat from my father.
    My mind's in a muddle.
    I still manage a small smile,
    And close my eyes for a while.
    I promise myself, from this day on and till I die
    I'm going to be the best person I can
    Or at least try.
    Like an old cliché,
    "Live every day like it's the last."
    Forget all the bad days, I'm leaving them in the past.
    The sun is shining, my dark clouds have vanished.
    My demons have gone, finally banished
    Life is good, life is great.
    Forget wallowing in self pity
    I tell you, straight.

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  19. 17. That Girl

    • By Amber
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2008

    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.

    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."

    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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  20. 18. If Only You Knew

    • By Jackie
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2009

    A poem I wrote to get over the suicide of a close family member/friend.

    I never told you because I thought you knew,
    but I am not sure that would change what you planned so long to do.

    I had a funny feeling something was wrong,
    when my cell phone went off at two in the morning - playing our song.

    And then I woke to find that you had died,
    but I couldn't find the tears or I would've cried.

    Your parents loved you and they told you,
    but that didn't stop what you planned so long to do.

    You were a terrific person, a tough and determined guy.
    I never saw you worry and I never saw you cry.

    I have wasted many tears on you,
    I have prayed for you too.

    But every day I wonder if you'd still be here if you knew.
    If only you listened, you would have known I loved you too.

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  21. 19. Isolated And Forgotten

    • By Tamara
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2009

    My name Is Tamara. I'm twelve and in 6th grade, and I want to be a famous poet/author when I grow up. Wish me luck!

    If anyone will listen
    to what I'm about to say,
    please understand the hurt I feel
    And how I got this way.

    Left behind in darkness,
    wedged between walls of ice,
    I pray that someone hears me,
    friend, foe, or even Jesus Christ.

    Isolated in my fears,
    caught between truth and the lies.
    Will someone hear me screaming,
    Or hear my desperate, pleading cries?

    I don't believe in loving,
    or having a caring friend,
    because the second that you trust them,
    is the second that they bend.

    So in this hollow heart of mine
    Is a ivy of envy that's staring to twine
    and sprout the weeds of guilt
    That slowly began to quilt

    Over my hatred that began to grow,
    Over my soul's ocean to ever flow,
    Which to that I began to fall,
    and to which I lost it all.

    I'm sorry for the people I've hurt,
    With this death I have presented,
    But seeing what this could've been,
    There's nothing that could've been prevented.

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    Hi, I am Nobuhle Maseko and am 13 years of age, and I, too, have the same dream. I want to do better in life, succeed, and make myself happy by reaching my goals.

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  22. 20. The Mirror

    This poem was originally birthed on 8/28/07. I was going through some rough times, and crazy thoughts were going through my mind...

    Suicidal Thoughts

    My life is now my delusion,
    A world made of fantasies.
    Happiness is no longer the illusion,
    My life is my new disease.

    No longer waiting to see what happens,
    No more waiting on fate.
    I will decide where it all ends,
    I will show you all my hate.

    You claim to be full of anger,
    You spread nothing but lies.
    Your time in my mind is in danger,
    For you are whom I truly despise.

    The look in your eyes is hard to handle.
    It's almost something to be feared.
    Is this true or just another scandal?
    Where is your face--just mine I see mirrored.

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    I really liked this poem you should write more because this really touched my heart and it's deep ......Wow this is awesome

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