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21. I Didn't Want You To Die
- By Bruce Cassidy
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2008
I felt like it was my fault when my best friend committed suicide after quitting drugs because I accidentally overdosed...

Poem About Guilt Over Friend's Suicide

I miss you man; won't you please come back
'Cause you were loved; didn't you know that?
You saved my life; I could talk to you.
I would have saved yours if only I knew.

I miss you man; won't you please come back
'Cause you were loved; didn't you know that?
You saved my life; I could talk to you.
I would have saved yours if only I knew.

Was it my fault that you ended your life?
Did I hand you the rope? Did I sharpen the knife?
I can't help but think that the night I OD'd
Was the moment that Death came and planted the seed.

The reruns come often: you sitting so still,
The sounds and the smell and the bone crushing chill,
The note on the table, your hand on the ground...
They haunt all my nightmares yet save me somehow.

So this I am writing to lessen the pain,
And maybe just somehow you'll hear me again.
And if on occasion you notice I cry,
You'll understand I didn't want you to die.
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22. Richard Cory
- By Edwin Arlington Robinson
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.

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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23. She Finally Gave In...
- By JJ
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2012
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.

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 ɛ
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24. 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 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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25. All On A Silent Night
- By Rebecca MaCarthur
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2010
I have contemplated suicide many times... This is how close I came, and how I felt..

On a silent night.
I lay in the dark, not caring, trying not to breathe.
It's almost time, time to say goodbye.
Never again will I shout in pain....

On a silent night.
I lay in the dark, not caring, trying not to breathe.
It's almost time, time to say goodbye.
Never again will I shout in pain.
Never again will I scream in vain.
I'm done with these feelings I can't control.
There is no more time to make amends.
No more time to fix everything.
My time is finally up.
I lay silently.
In the dark, alone.
Never moving, never speaking.
Not making a single sound.
I don't want to hurt anyone.
The people I love are better without me.
This is what I think, for now.
I put the blade to my wrist.
Cutting deeper, and deeper.
The blood flows, and I slowly slip away.
Consciousness fades.
The pain finally ends.
Only to begin again.
I look back as I float away.
Look at the pain, on their faces.
The pain, as they discover my body.
The pain that will be there, forever.
It tears my heart in two.
To watch them, as they cry.
Cry over me.
More pain, even in death.
I thought it was the end.
But I guess there is no escape.
From this much pain.
Never an escape.
I hurt those I love.
And I realize, that was what was hurting me.
But now its to late.
I ended it, forever.
There is no going back.
Their pain is endless.
I caused it, my fault, forever.
All on that Silent night.
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26. What Would You Do
- By Christina
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2008
What happens after rape

You look at her and call her a whore
when she is fighting in this secret war.
you do not know what she has been through,
but with the most sincere regret I do....

You look at her and call her a whore
when she is fighting in this secret war.
you do not know what she has been through,
but with the most sincere regret I do.
I cried with her every night
but then one day she gave up the fight.
the truth of the story is that she was not a whore
it was without consent that he came through her door.
there was nothing she could do or say
he pushed her out of his way
she tried to scream and shout as loud as she could
but it didn't do her any good.
Once everything was said and done
9 months later she had a son.
She could never get past the pain
so here in front of me she lays
there's a hole through her head as she lies in a pool of red.
There is nothing that you can do or say
For she has long gone away
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27. Troubled Heart
- By Ron Tranmer
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2011
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.

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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28. Jim
- By Jacqueline A. Grieve
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018
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?

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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29. Stress Is A Killer
- By Krista Ceci
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011
I wrote this poem after I got in a fight with my mom about wanting to kill myself.

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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30. You Will Never Know
- By Joshua Abbott
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2009
It is of a time when I had nobody to turn to and contemplated suicide. I eventually let myself open up and I have since overcome it.

You will never know how I feel inside,
The pain that still resides,
Happiness was once in my life,
Those days have long since ceased....

You will never know how I feel inside,
The pain that still resides,
Happiness was once in my life,
Those days have long since ceased.

My body covered in holes,
One for every soul who hurt me,
I have begun to become transparent,
You can see right through me.

The lies, the anguish, the pain,
All of this shows,
The look in my eyes that never glows.

A face of desolate proportions,
One that shows every imperfection,
I can no longer hide myself from the world,
I can no longer feel this way inside,
If I continue I will die.

In a sense I have,
My blood is all around,
Splattered in a beautiful pattern,
Where in ecstasy I laugh and smile.

The pain is there still but it fades,
I deserve this hurt,
It makes me get thrills,
I feel everything and nothing at once,
Overcome with things I should leave be,
I will never understand them.

Now I must move on,
No more pain,
No more anguish,
No more lies,
No more me inside.

Goodbye from my inner self,
Hello from my outer self,
The one that I have locked away and imprisoned,
It will return and soon I will show you who I am,
My happiness is important so don't hurt me anymore,
I cant take the pain,
So Until I can ,
Goodbye
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31. 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,

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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32. Forget
- By Devon
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2011
I lost a very dear friend to suicide... It has been very hard to cope with the loss. He was everything to me...and now, he is gone </3

Poem About A Best Friend's Suicide

So lost, just as you were.
As I made my way into the crowd.
Black surrounds me...
So do the many tearful eyes of my friends....

So lost, just as you were.
As I made my way into the crowd.
Black surrounds me...
So do the many tearful eyes of my friends.
My eyes are red and swollen as well,
I had cried myself to sleep last night.
I remember three days ago,
You had looked me straight in the eye,
moved closer, and wrapped your arms around me.
"what's wrong?"
"nothing"
in reality, everything was wrong...
But I am here now,
placing my sight my best friend.
Now lying still in the soft lining,
Of his casket.
Tears flood my puffy eyes,
they sting...
reminding me that this is real.
That I can never forget my best friend.
R.I.P. Justice Goodwin </3
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33. No More Pain
- By Reann Roden
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2009
My uncle committed suicide the day after Christmas in 2007. It hurts so bad that he did what he did. I miss him terribly.. I don't and will never understand. To the people who are thinking about committing suicide you can live through anything. YOU can make a difference. Your family DOES love you, and friends. Even people you don't know...like me. Don't let your family go through the pain I feel right now and will for the rest of my life.

Crazy thoughts in his head,
all he wants is to be dead.
Inside he's screaming, feels a lot of pain,
day by day he's going insane....

Crazy thoughts in his head,
all he wants is to be dead.
Inside he's screaming, feels a lot of pain,
day by day he's going insane.

His drinking increases he wont stop,
all that including smoking pot.
Drugs thinking for him, he can't think,
all he wants is for his mind to be blank.

He plans the day, says goodbye,
we think jail, but that was a lie.
He's screaming we don't hear him,
"This is the only way", he thinks,
"I'm not going back to the pin."
He tries to seek help, they don't listen, they didn't care how he felt.

That night he took a rope put it around his neck and choked.
No more pain, at least not for him,
all because of drinking and drugs I lost my best friend.

No more crazy thoughts in his head,
he got what he wanted...now he's dead.
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34. Let Me Go
- By Tiffany Lacour
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2010
I'm 14 years old. I am living with major depression. I wrote this poem in class one day. It's a small look into my head. All day I have these awful morbid thoughts. I know suicide would be selfish. I used to cut, but not anymore. I have been inpatient hospitalized three times. I know all about what I'm supposed to do and how to deal. Except it's like my mind is a demon fighting back at me. My worst fear is my own mind killing me.

Just a girl
In this world while it twirls when it whirls
her head in a haze
can't seem to find away out...

Just a girl
In this world while it twirls when it whirls
her head in a haze
can't seem to find away out
If she screams no matter what she shouts
Not a soul hears her cry
There's nothing but dark skies
She's consumed by her morbid thoughts
Everything around, the pain has brought
Her slit wrists
Her bloody grip
She raised her arm once more
on the bathroom floor
the blood reaches her neck life flows out
still not a soul listens for her shout
she's left she's flown
to a happier place
where even her scars are no disgrace
that girl now has a smile on her face
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35. A Life Unlived
- By Amber Kruger
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011
About the pain and agony of a family left behind after the death of a loved one. there is not much to the poem, it gives you enough space for your mind to play with it.

A blood stained floor,
An opportunity missed,
A life unlived,
A bleeding wrist....

A blood stained floor,
An opportunity missed,
A life unlived,
A bleeding wrist.

A silent scream,
A silent cry,
A moment of weakness,
a minute goes by.

A decision made,
A taken life,
A letter written,
A razor knife.

A broken home,
A mess to clean,
An empty gap,
A horror seen.

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36. All My Life
- By Jackie
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2008
This is dedicated to my second cousin, who was very, very close to me.

Poem For Cousin Who Killed Himself

All of my life
I've been waiting for you,
but what's the point in waiting
for someone that only is your dreams come true?...

All of my life
I've been waiting for you,
but what's the point in waiting
for someone that only is your dreams come true?

I remember what you like,
but in case I forget I have one photograph,
but the things I will remember most
are things like your smile and things like your laugh.

I will always remember
sitting in the front of your car,
with music playing too loud,
playing air guitar.

When you pulled the trigger in your car,
there was a pink blanket in the make seat,
and that pink blanket was mine,
You had seen wins, and loss, and now showed me defeat.

You thought since I grew up
and you knew that I would be okay,
that it was finally time to end your life,
but did you know you did it on my birthday?

You said in the note
that I added four years to your life,
and I wish I could have added more,
maybe if I would you'd have had a wife.

I don't have many memories, but the ones I do I'll never forget,
because even though I was only four
I remember what you looked like on the outside
and so much more.

I think of you every day,
and often shed a tear,
you would be turning fifty
next year.

All of my life
I'll wait for you,
and in Heaven if your there,
you'll know what you put me through.
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37. May Eleventh
- By Abby Miller
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2012
I wrote this poem trying to describe in so few words what I was feeling the night I lost my best friend to suicide. My Tanner was an amazing person. He was the kind of guy who could light up a whole room. Losing him was the worst thing in my life I have had to endure so far. To anyone that reads this, don't ever put your best friend through this. They will never forgive themselves.

Best Friend Committed Suicide

It started out quiet
Like a dull hum
Then grew like cancer
Till my body was numb

It started out quiet
Like a dull hum
Then grew like cancer
Till my body was numb
The shock
The hurt
The tears
And the pain
All to form something I could not sustain
A part of my heart broke
My eyes bled the tears
I cried out the memories of many, many years
They started out quiet
Then struck me like lightening
Attacking my soul more than ever so slightly
My face forms a mask
Shields this demon inside
A demon of guilt, anger, sadness
All in one night
It started out quiet
Then part of me died.
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38. Why, What If, And If Only
- By Lucy
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2011
I wrote this on the anniversary of my mother's death, she committed suicide shortly after her 50th birthday, loosing a life-long battle with depression and mental illness. I was only 21, I had spent my teens caring for her through her illness and as a mother myself now I find myself asking why it had to end the way it did.

Four years have passed and still I have to ask myself, why, what if, and if only.
Why did you choose that day to die?
What if I had been there for you?
And if only I had gotten there sooner....

Four years have passed and still I have to ask myself, why, what if, and if only.
Why did you choose that day to die?
What if I had been there for you?
And if only I had gotten there sooner.
I know how much you hurt inside,
How scared and lonely you must have felt,
But why that day, why not wait things might have changed, things might have gotten better,
What if I had said something different to you, done something different, been someone different,
If only I had been a better daughter, cared for you more, done more.
Was it my fault that you made that choice, that you chose to leave that you left no note,
Did you know what you were doing, did you know that you were leaving me that morning when I kissed you good-bye before work,
I want to know that you don't hurt any more, that you're happy and that your pain has gone away,
I want to know that you don't regret it, that it was the right thing, the right day, the right way,
I want to know that you love me Mum, the way that I love you.
I miss you Mum, today and every day.
We all do.
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39. Stay With Me
- By Olivia M Likens
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2015
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

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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40. 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.

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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STOP Suicide Poems - Page 2

21. I Didn't Want You To Die

I felt like it was my fault when my best friend committed suicide after quitting drugs because I accidentally overdosed...

22. Richard Cory

23. She Finally Gave In...

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.

24. 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.

25. All On A Silent Night

I have contemplated suicide many times... This is how close I came, and how I felt..

26. What Would You Do

What happens after rape

27. Troubled Heart

28. Jim

29. Stress Is A Killer

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

30. You Will Never Know

It is of a time when I had nobody to turn to and contemplated suicide. I eventually let myself open up and I have since overcome it.

31. If Only You Knew

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

32. Forget

I lost a very dear friend to suicide... It has been very hard to cope with the loss. He was everything to me...and now, he is gone </3

33. No More Pain

34. Let Me Go

35. A Life Unlived

About the pain and agony of a family left behind after the death of a loved one. there is not much to the poem, it gives you enough space for your mind to play with it.

36. All My Life

This is dedicated to my second cousin, who was very, very close to me.

37. May Eleventh

38. Why, What If, And If Only

39. Stay With Me

40. 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.