2015 Slam for Suicide Awareness and Prevention
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No one knew how close you were to the edge, you'd turn to a bottle before you turn to a friend. You could've said something , you should've still been here.
Being different is rare
Even if you're judged, be yourself
You build your own life
With the break of day approaching..
a young boy strugles in his deep sleep...
tormented by his folks past misfortunes...the demons they thought they had gotten rid of..
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at 6 I learned that marriage can't end well and that families can't be happy
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at 7 I knew things that I shouldn't have. 7 I wrote stories about death and sex and murder.
The Church bells are tolling and crying
A women dead before her years
remembered only by empty tears
and the cries of "Oh the humanity!"
But those Humans took away her abillity
The air is hard to breathe. Nights are too long and the days are too bright. It is hard to see the world as others
I laugh.
I smile.
I tell jokes.
I'm okay, is what I say.
(I cry
I weep
I'm falling,
spiraling
Help)
The Bicentennial man for 200 years seeking to a real human be
Santa Claus by accident but the best Santa and no question indeed
With a smile as bright as diamonds
With a mind as bright as the sun
I am not a statisitc.
It is shown that there is 1 death every 13 minutes by suicide;
Suicide takes the lives of over 38,000 people per year;
Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in all ages
Am I alone?
I was looking for someone
In a thick mist,
but I couldn't see anyone.
I could see clearly
but my mind was clouded
with fog so dense
that I felt like I was being suffocated.
Every tear that siliently falls from underneath your eyes
Is just a piece of the pain you feel inside.
The pain is so overwhelming that you need to find a solution,
But instead you find the temporary conclusion
She had a mouth full of metal
Spent her nights running from horses
and riding her days after dreams
My skin is paper
Thin and weak
I look for shields
Over the weeks.
My skin is a canvas
Nice and strong
Ready for painting
All night long.
But my time is nearing
I should have known him better
Because he was my friend for a year
Our interests differed and we never saw each other in class
But I promise I knew him
Once
They said he became a pot head
A ghost of a girl still remains,
in a family photo with a broken frame.
Tattered skin, fake smiles,
a bleeding soul that could run for miles.
Long sleeves, baggy clothes,
Her last words before she left
Not Amazing
Not Great
But Fine
Words that fell from lying lips
Slid through clenched teeth to give us the relief and calm we needed
Appease our minds
Someone switched my lenses, someone turned my world to gray.
Someone has me dodging fences life keeps putting in my way.
Someone took my purpose, someone drowned all my hope.
The tears fall down my cheeks,
The wounds will never heal.
It burns, stings, tugs,
The pain is so surreal.
Life is much like a movie
From horror all the way to comedy
Scream, laugh, and cry
Nothing is easy for you and I
The light seems to fade
But someone will remove the shade
Stop and think about what you are doing,
This time you feel like it's the end of the line.
Please don't do it please,
You may not see your purpose now;
There is a reason why you are here.
I battle everyday
with myself, family and friends.
It hurts so much
to admit something is wrong.
It's hard to ask for help
when I don't want anyone to know
everything I've been going through.
I've been there, And I think you, too, know where.The state of uselessness; the curisoity as to if anyone cares. To this feeling of desolation nothing else compares.
A poem inspired by the 2014 suicide of a high school senior from my alma mater.
Another empty chair
Another soulless stare
From the eyes bulging out
No one could ever care
Am I desperate or just insane?
Because in this moment all I see is the pain in my face as well as yours,
You won't let me apologize for this because you say it's not my fault,
But you tell me it is my fault,
Imagine...
You're just a normal person
You live like everyone else
Happy, smiling, the most loved person in your circle of friends
Great grades, fantastic job, nothing could possibly be wrong
I'm just an average dude in some average shoes,
and I'm writing this letter addressed strictly to you
so I really hope you're listening, paying some attention
Because there's quite a few messages that I fit in here
Sit
Sigh
Wait.
Nothing
Seems To Come
And Again You’re Alone.
They’ll Leave You
Alone At
Last.
Yes.
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Time
Slows
And Lets
You Think
You may think that no one understands how you feel, but we do. We all have depression or anxiety and those thoughts that will take over your life, But we do understand. We just have the feelings at different times.
I cry every night. You think I'm fine because I cover up with a fake smile. Later, I cry infront of you. I couldn't hold it in. You asked why. I told you. I'm suicidal And I want to die. I don't want to live anymore.
Pain fills her body
One final tear falls
Blades across her skin
Pills in her hand; down her thorat
Her body falls to the ground
Her body hits the floor so hard
Her mom runs uptairs
This boy is seen as happy
He does not seem concerned
How he presents himself
His feelings are not discerned.
He is angry at the world,
He is angry at his best friend,
He is angry at his family,
Whose to say goodbye?
Dare and do not try
Any longer to live in sorrow
Lights cut to black, no tomorrow
Fade far into the other side
When targeted and victimized
Paralyzed by words made in disdain
Can you come over?
It's a matter of life and death
Can we talk?
It's a matter of life and death
Answer your phone
I don't know what to do
I was hoping I could talk to you
I know that you won’t understand. I don’t think anyone will and that’s okay. I just have to release these thoughts from my mind. I am pretty. That’s what I should believe, right? Well, I don’t. People tell me that I’m not hefty, I’m not big.
Maybe he didn't see the wall.Maybe the darkness forbid sight.Maybe the fog of Depressionsettled over his eyes, blinding,obstructing his perspective.
Every night I hear it call to mefrom across the room,the tintinnabulation of its twin tines
enticing me to indulge; threatening,
promising to keep its hold on me forever.
you are not alone
I promise
one day you will smile
and your eyes will light up
and you will mean it
and I will hold your hand
and I will mean it
you are here
you are okay
Not mad, sad nor happy
Just tried and sleepless.
Laying in bed,
Just thinking and thinking.
My dreams are blurring,
It's all fun and games to us,
Sticks and stones can't hurt them.
Words are harmless I'm sure.
But sharpened knives and loaded guns
Can end their lives in a flash.
They know me as your smile
I’m bright, I'm cheery
To me, every day is worthwhile
But you know me as dreary
I know it might seem like the world is crashing down
Trust me I know what it's to feel like that
It feels like you're standing in the rain without an umbrella
Stuck in an eternal darkness
I live for the little things
I’m not a thug or a gangsta
But I live to hear Tupac spit his illest lyrics
I’m not a mighty chocolate colored goddess
But I live to read the inspiration of Maya Angelou
Give me the strength I need
To love me
Give me the strength I need
To keep breathing
Please give me strength I need
Because I don’t have any left
I thought it was over
I want to kill myself when there’s no hope that things will change.
Nobody will let me forget how I look.
I don’t care how I look, so why the hell should everybody else?
Don’t you see me crying?
Deep inside I'm dying.
You ask me if I'm fine.
Why can't you tell I'm lying?
The tears are building up.
They're tumbling down inside me.
In the wonderland of life
There should only be one use for a knife
For it would be a choice you cannot undo
Your life won’t be brand new
Hush little baby
Don’t you cry
Sissy’s gonna sing you a lullaby
Don’t grab that bottle
Don’t say goodbye
The darkness swallows him
The light in his head is too dim
Not much happiness to be found
He screams but you hear no sound
He’s fading faster fast
If only friendships would last
We never knew it,
never saw the signs,
never saw the tears behind the dry eyes.
All the covered brusies,
He conveys a word with weary eyes,
Expressing emotions so profoundly wounded.
Suicide.
But a sweet smile is too believable,
With the sun naked from waning clouds,
Waning until there is no more,
