Venting If I had any last words

[CuriousAboutThis]

If I had any last words,
I would sing to the birds,
The birds of heaven,
The birds of hell,
The birds of Annihilation,
The birds of reincarnation,
Maybe even resurrection,

For the time I sing,
For the time I cry,
I wish to die,
I know that won't happen,
Life is not done with me,
For what is purpose without happiness,
This emptiness bothers me,
It is not loneliness,

Maybe desperation,
Within this nation,
Of the people who want to die,
But even if we tried,
We could fail,
And have to relive,
This pain and suffering,
And this misery,
Let it be gone from me,
Just end it please,
Because I don't know what to do,
With my life or my future if I have one,
Just destroy me, Annihilation,
Should be my destination.

 

[21Neberg]

That's a beautiful poem. Did you write it yourself?

 

[CuriousAboutThis]

That's a beautiful poem. Did you write it yourself?

Yeah, I've been doing that lately to get my mind off of suicidal thoughts more or less since I don't think I can CTB so fuck it might as put my time to some use on here I am or less did the same sometimes on suicideproject.org but you can't discuss methods in there.

 

[21Neberg]

Yeah, I've been doing that lately to get my mind off of suicidal thoughts more or less since I don't think I can CTB so fuck it might as put my time to some use on here I am or less did the same sometimes on suicideproject.org but you can't discuss methods in there.

Well I think you're very talented. Extremely well written, you should be proud!

 

[CuriousAboutThis]

Well I think you're very talented. Extremely well written, you should be proud!

Thanks gives me something to do while reading through the stuff on here.

 

[Broken]

At the moment If I had the oppurtunity my last words would be "you taught me what it means to care and love and I know I had to learn that lesson. I'm just so sorry I didn't understand that before I met you"

 

[YellowJasmine]

You made me want to write a little too, I hope it's ok if I share it here.

But thats not it!
It's not the moods!
It's not the fears,
not the anxiety for years.
It isnt dread,
its not my head,
it's not the cost
of tears.
Its not the war,
its not disdain,
it's not the constant throbbing pain,

It's something else entirely
that colours my fate direly:

A fruitless search
For what I've lost:
It's me, Myself,
my Breath!

So journey goes, the only place
I'd chance of finding me -
- Is not a spot on earth per se,
but deep in space
called Death.

 

[CuriousAboutThis]

I've always felt partial to "Yes something COULD have been done...nobody would" since I hear "There is nothing anyone could have done" constantly after someone ends their life.

I think it depends on whether the people "care" enough do something before the reach their threshold.

 

[CuriousAboutThis]

You made me want to write a little too, I hope it's ok if I share it here.

But thats not it!
It's not the moods!
It's not the fears,
not the anxiety for years.
It isnt dread,
its not my head,
it's not the cost
of tears.
Its not the war,
its not disdain,
it's not the constant throbbing pain,

It's something else entirely
that colours my fate direly:

A fruitless search
For what I've lost:
It's me, Myself,
my Breath!

So journey goes, the only place
I'd chance of finding me -
- Is not a spot on earth per se,
but deep in space
called Death.

Good I like it.