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Just let me die,
because it's easier than living,
just let me slip away,
because life is less forgiving.
Don't try to console me,
because I already left you,
don't try to change my mind,
because I warned you, you knew.
Stop the finger pointing,
because you're the reason I tried,
stop throwing around the blame,
because you encouraged my suicide.
Leave me alone,
because you only bring pain,
leave my life,
because it's for my gain.
I'm sick of you pretending,
because I know you coudln't care less,
I'm sick of you hating me,
because you created your own mess.
Forget the apologies,
because they weren't sincere,
forget the excuses,
because they aren't even near,
compensating for the pain you instigated,
compensating for the monster you've created,
compensating for all the lies that've faded,
into the backround, the tears that cascaded,
down my face as I realized,
that you weren't my friend,
you were just trying to use me again.
because it's easier than living,
just let me slip away,
because life is less forgiving.
Don't try to console me,
because I already left you,
don't try to change my mind,
because I warned you, you knew.
Stop the finger pointing,
because you're the reason I tried,
stop throwing around the blame,
because you encouraged my suicide.
Leave me alone,
because you only bring pain,
leave my life,
because it's for my gain.
I'm sick of you pretending,
because I know you coudln't care less,
I'm sick of you hating me,
because you created your own mess.
Forget the apologies,
because they weren't sincere,
forget the excuses,
because they aren't even near,
compensating for the pain you instigated,
compensating for the monster you've created,
compensating for all the lies that've faded,
into the backround, the tears that cascaded,
down my face as I realized,
that you weren't my friend,
you were just trying to use me again.
Literature
Suicide
I cut myself today
and I started to bleed
The pain is so intense
and I start to scream
I cut myself today
and I start to cry
why did I do this?
I don't want to die
I crawl to the door
I'm at the top of the stairs
I try and yell for help
But the words don't come out
I try to get up
but my knees are so weak
I take my last breath
with one tear rolling down my cheek
Literature
Suicide
Suicide
Tortured, suffering, living in pain
haunted by his past
he writes a letter to his family and friends
and for unknown reasons laughs.
He thought he was alone and uncared for
he heavens a sigh of grief
tears flow freely from his eyes
he seeks to find relief.
Into his room he silently went
is parents not to wake
takes the revolver from his drawer
his hands begin to shake.
A loud noise echoes through the house
his parents run indred
for on the floor with a gun at his side
in a pile of blood their son lay dead.
Literature
Suicide
You called me up,
crying,
down the phone,
you said you'd taken some pills,
and didn't want, to die alone.
Is your life,
that messed up,
you had to take steps,
to make it stop?
I cried to you,
to call 999,
you said you couldn't listen,
to voices other than mine.
your voice sounded weak,
fighting for breath,
the silence was noticeable
as if i was deaf.
The streets of heaven,
are already full tonight,
full of souls,
souls of angels,
souls like yours,
souls of people,
whose life ended too soon.
Your death,
has brought nothing but pain,
upon this world.
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Okay. I'm now kicked into suicidal gear ;.; I REALLY need to keep writing or else I have no way to vent and I'll... explode xD
Hope you enjoy this one,
<3Missy<3
Hope you enjoy this one,
<3Missy<3
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