All Alone

Suicide poems

All Alone.

Not knowing what to do,where to go.

The voices are driving me insane.

If only you knew.


I slit my wrists,

my throat's next.

I lost my friends,

i guess i should find them.


I know where they are though.

It won't be hard. 

Just slit my throat and meet them in the grave.


I try my best,

but it's too hard.

To just stay quiet all my life.


I'm tired of trying,

sick of crying,

I might be be smiling.

But inside i'm dying.


I'm alone.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It took be awhile to write this. My inspiration for it was losing my two best friends in the same week. Sorry if suicide's a sensitive thing for you

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