Suicide: Prologue Remade
"suicide is not the answer!" i chuckled lightly and responded, "of course not. it the question." "this isn't a joke drake!"
Hi.
Hi Hi are you there. See you sunday. I'll be there in five. You coming. Thanks so much. I hate him. I'm sorry. Text me back please. We need to talk. You such a dosh. I hate you. Haha you think your so funny. Pathetic. Die....
Selfish Death
**selfish death** by kanga liu ~ _just a short little piece i wrote at the top of my head one night about suicide._ the snow bit my face, but i didn't mind the feeling. the snow was my friend today.
Poem - Suicide
My life is a struggle I yearn for release. Like a knife through butter, I am finally relieved. Where the sun will shine, The stars will remain. My blood will be grime, My attempt is in vain. Together they will cry, Their hearts will bleed. I...
Justifiable Suicide
Justifiable suicide (01/17/2018) life has been a struggle, with the darkness in my heart, his voice is often muddled, but recognition is a start, i do the best i can, to walk always in the light, i do not know his plan, it's every
Second Chances: Chapter 1
And "do you believe in suicide as an answer?". so it just seemed a little ridiculous.
The Suicide Message
#3 of poetry sad that ive seen a lot of people wanting to commit suicide here and there. this is more of an anti suicide poem than anything.
The Moon Didn't Lie (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The cold wind filled the calm night with a mixture of rustling leaves and swaying branches as the groans of the car's engine settling into the ambient temperatures dwindled to faint creaks. The dragon clutched his arms tightly to his chest as he...
The Blessing and The Curse - Part 3
What stopped me in the past was the worries of regret and shame that i'd bring on everyone for committing suicide. my parents would open my bedroom door, see me lifeless in bed, and be devastated.
JUST FOR LAUGHS: SUICIDAL BLONDE.
'well, i was trying to commit suicide,' the blonde replied. 'what?' sputtered the doctor. 'you tried to commit suicide by shooting off your finger?' 'no, slly' the blonde said.
An afternoon in the cells
The door opened to the holding cells and two wolves walked in to the small room. One wolf was grey the other was black. Each was in uniform navy blue jacket,trousers and a white shirt. At their sides where a set of handcuffs and a bat ton. A third wolf...
Alone
But still here i sit wondering aloud would my harsh suicide be so endowed for if i pull the gun to my . neck would my death be short painless and quick...