When the twin committed suicide the other questioned his own existence. How could he have not seen it coming? How could he have not prevented it? Life became his domain, his brother’s death.
She’d thought about committing suicide so many times, but one thing stopped her. One fear. The fear that she would end up in hell. Strange, because she wasn’t particularly religious.
Suicide. The thought had never before crossed his mind, but now it seemed like the only option. Either he lay down his life as a sacrifice, or the psycho would kill her. He can’t have that happen. Scratch that; he will not let that happen. She means too much to him. He’d rather die than let a hair be touched on her angelic head. No, death is the key. He just hopes she understands his absence.
bit strange it was the same word that appeared again no? Is it random, or trying to latch on to others. It’s a bit powerful to be bandied about like that. I mean what if someone used this site for ideas…..hang about
It’s a knife, and I want to use it. No one can tell me that I can’t. I’m going to use it now. But I still think about my life for a moment before I end it. Do I really want to do this? Do I want to do myself in? Am I ready to leave everything behind?
I never had anything in the first place. I remind myself of this as I lift the knife level with my eyes. Well, then. Time for the merciless act of stabbing myself in the heart.
I really am a little afraid to do this, but might as well. After all, I’ve been wanting to commit suicide almost my whole life.
Ah shit, this word. I was once suicidal you know. It’s taken me a lot of hard times and a lot of late night talks to work through it, but I don’t regret it. I suffered, but I believe that I’ve gotten better because of it. This kinda sucks as my first word to write for, because you can’t write about suicide and not be personal about it. It is the real test of character.
It’s a knife, and I want to use it. No one can tell me that I can’t. I’m going to use it now. But I still think about my life for a moment before I end it. Do I really want to do this? Do I want to do myself in? Am I ready to leave everything behind?
I never had anything in the first place. I remind myself of this as I lift the knife level with my eyes. Well, then. Time for the merciless act of stabbing myself in the heart.
I really am a little afraid to do this, but might as well. After all, I’ve been wanting to commit suicide almost my whole life.
the sun came through my window and warmed my arm which held the wheel. in my other hand i held onto the travel mug my sister got me for christmas. as i passed over the bridge, i gripped the mug a little tighter.
That’s the last time I talk to that girl. She just drives me insane. I wish I had a gun. She just thinks she can pull off any old thing. The way she tells people everything about us. I can’t stand that. Why does she do that? Can’t she see I can’t live with it? Where does Mother keep the knives?
Suicide is a depressing word. I think that there is no excuse for anyone to commit suicide. There should be at least one thing a person is happy with in their life. Im happy with my life.(:
she couldnt handle it anymore the bullies wouldnt leave her alone.she decided suicide was the answer. she knew it was wrong but other choice did she have?
Suicide is almost sad but i guess the person had to be really depressed or something to commit suicide in the first place and if those peoples live were that bad then they wouldve had a good reason otherwise suicide is stupid.
suicide is something that is a puzzling matter for those that remain
questions unanswered
the hurt will not go away because there is no closure in each case of suicide
it pains the heart for a long long time with no answers
Oh boy do i hate this word. I have quite the history with it. I somehow manage to surround myself with too many suicidal people. Firs my best friend several years ago and lately the Englishman. Seriously, there is nothing special about suicide. Give it up. Live.
I sometimes think of suicide. I don’t really want to die. But I want what I’m feeling to stop. I want to change my thinking. Stop the bad thoughts. The voice that says I have nothing to live for. I want the pain to stop. I want it to end.
Suicide Alone with my thoughts, Everything dark and gray Everything turned against me, everything I had made. I built a world out of hopes and dreams, believing love was the key. It all fell down and crashed burying me in a sea of tears and hurt. I had to die. It would end the pain. I smiled and left. bye.
I have tought about killing myself. I forgive myself for doing it. It just made me stronger, and now I realizde about it, and I’m thaknful that I didn’t do it.
One day I’m going to save people’s life.
Of the mind. We work our lives away together as a race. More than half our lives devoted to doing something most of us would rather not. For what? MOney? Does it buy happiness? The more money you make, the more bills & STUFF you accumuliate. Never finding that perfect balance mour souls so desire… rest. and breathe.
i dont know what it feels like to want to die
i am sure it is not good
i do not know how it feels to take a life
especially the only one i am living
i dont want anyone to feel like me
i want to live forever
my ego is huge
i will last and last
i will not take this life for granted
i want to be huge
big
big big
i will survive this suicide
Just an animal looking for a home
Wander with open senses
dance in the moon light, drink from a river
Enjoy the smell of your dogs breath
Panting over you’re still waking mind
Open your eyes to appreciate the sun
but if clouds fill the sky
Close your eyes and listen
to the guitar strum
No man is rich enough to buy back his past
Eh. What an ugly word of the day. Like honestly. I guess this website was going for the drama word of the day. Sorry, I wont be expressing my suicide feeling/thoughts here.
its dark, it takes over the beauty of fame, why?…mom, i need you…don’t leave me. this is not what I want. why me? God, have faith in me. I know I have a purpose… i don’t want it to end……
oh god.
my sister didn’t try to commit suicide.
I tell people she did,
she cuts herself.
At her hip
and her wrist.
I can’t look.
It’s all pearly white wraparound scars
that scare me.
I can’t touch them.
When the twin committed suicide the other questioned his own existence. How could he have not seen it coming? How could he have not prevented it? Life became his domain, his brother’s death.
By latenac URL on 02.04.2011
She’d thought about committing suicide so many times, but one thing stopped her. One fear. The fear that she would end up in hell. Strange, because she wasn’t particularly religious.
By Rachael G URL on 02.04.2011
Suicide. The thought had never before crossed his mind, but now it seemed like the only option. Either he lay down his life as a sacrifice, or the psycho would kill her. He can’t have that happen. Scratch that; he will not let that happen. She means too much to him. He’d rather die than let a hair be touched on her angelic head. No, death is the key. He just hopes she understands his absence.
By Ellie Lynne URL on 02.04.2011
bit strange it was the same word that appeared again no? Is it random, or trying to latch on to others. It’s a bit powerful to be bandied about like that. I mean what if someone used this site for ideas…..hang about
By Paul on 02.04.2011
It’s a knife, and I want to use it. No one can tell me that I can’t. I’m going to use it now. But I still think about my life for a moment before I end it. Do I really want to do this? Do I want to do myself in? Am I ready to leave everything behind?
I never had anything in the first place. I remind myself of this as I lift the knife level with my eyes. Well, then. Time for the merciless act of stabbing myself in the heart.
I really am a little afraid to do this, but might as well. After all, I’ve been wanting to commit suicide almost my whole life.
By Jelsa on 02.04.2011
Ah shit, this word. I was once suicidal you know. It’s taken me a lot of hard times and a lot of late night talks to work through it, but I don’t regret it. I suffered, but I believe that I’ve gotten better because of it. This kinda sucks as my first word to write for, because you can’t write about suicide and not be personal about it. It is the real test of character.
By Mark URL on 02.04.2011
yes.
By laura on 02.04.2011
It’s a knife, and I want to use it. No one can tell me that I can’t. I’m going to use it now. But I still think about my life for a moment before I end it. Do I really want to do this? Do I want to do myself in? Am I ready to leave everything behind?
I never had anything in the first place. I remind myself of this as I lift the knife level with my eyes. Well, then. Time for the merciless act of stabbing myself in the heart.
I really am a little afraid to do this, but might as well. After all, I’ve been wanting to commit suicide almost my whole life.
By Jelsa URL on 02.04.2011
the sun came through my window and warmed my arm which held the wheel. in my other hand i held onto the travel mug my sister got me for christmas. as i passed over the bridge, i gripped the mug a little tighter.
By inthesouthland URL on 02.04.2011
That’s the last time I talk to that girl. She just drives me insane. I wish I had a gun. She just thinks she can pull off any old thing. The way she tells people everything about us. I can’t stand that. Why does she do that? Can’t she see I can’t live with it? Where does Mother keep the knives?
By Chuck URL on 02.04.2011
the act of attempting to kill yourself, deep emotional pain that causes thoughts of death.
By Michael URL on 02.04.2011
suicde is not cool thire is way to much of it going around the world it sucks to hear about suicide its deffinatly not cool
By rino-runner URL on 02.04.2011
suicide is a bad thing its when a perso kills them self its a very bad thing dont do itt
By SoccerStar URL on 02.04.2011
Suicide is a depressing word. I think that there is no excuse for anyone to commit suicide. There should be at least one thing a person is happy with in their life. Im happy with my life.(:
By Shae!? :D URL on 02.04.2011
suicde is not cool thire is way to much of it going around the world it sucks to hear about suicide its deffinatly not cool so dont do it at all
By rino-runner URL on 02.04.2011
she couldnt handle it anymore the bullies wouldnt leave her alone.she decided suicide was the answer. she knew it was wrong but other choice did she have?
By Nix 6 :) URL on 02.04.2011
Is when you kill yourself. That is call suicide. Which is canna sad for people you know them.
By alejandro URL on 02.04.2011
Suicide is almost sad but i guess the person had to be really depressed or something to commit suicide in the first place and if those peoples live were that bad then they wouldve had a good reason otherwise suicide is stupid.
By twiztid URL on 02.04.2011
sad word; wonder what it really means and where it comes from; rhymes with tide; and ride; not happy word and not easy for writing subject. the end
By tilly URL on 02.04.2011
Never give up. Never.
By sarah on 02.04.2011
suicide is something that is a puzzling matter for those that remain
questions unanswered
the hurt will not go away because there is no closure in each case of suicide
it pains the heart for a long long time with no answers
By she53lly URL on 02.04.2011
More simple than living, bound hostage by our fragility.
By MONO URL on 02.04.2011
Oh boy do i hate this word. I have quite the history with it. I somehow manage to surround myself with too many suicidal people. Firs my best friend several years ago and lately the Englishman. Seriously, there is nothing special about suicide. Give it up. Live.
By mihaela URL on 02.04.2011
I sometimes think of suicide. I don’t really want to die. But I want what I’m feeling to stop. I want to change my thinking. Stop the bad thoughts. The voice that says I have nothing to live for. I want the pain to stop. I want it to end.
By tiki URL on 02.04.2011
Suicide Alone with my thoughts, Everything dark and gray Everything turned against me, everything I had made. I built a world out of hopes and dreams, believing love was the key. It all fell down and crashed burying me in a sea of tears and hurt. I had to die. It would end the pain. I smiled and left. bye.
By mysticaldeath URL on 02.04.2011
“I don’t understand how I could not remember my death,” I said, “when I remember something as trivial as being at a party minutes before it.”
I looked at him expectantly, and he didn’t meet my eyes until I tugged at his arm.
“It must have happened suddenly — a murder or an accident. Or… or it was a suicide, and you’ve blocked it from your memory.”
By mimimanderly URL on 02.04.2011
The drifter had faked her own death so many times that it was starting to become a huge joke.
Death would have to be fleet to catch her, and if he didn’t watch himself she’d find a way to steal his scythe too.
By tHG URL on 02.04.2011
It’s so damn final. Isn’t that the point?
By Arlene on 02.04.2011
I have tought about killing myself. I forgive myself for doing it. It just made me stronger, and now I realizde about it, and I’m thaknful that I didn’t do it.
One day I’m going to save people’s life.
By Patou Sada on 02.04.2011
one is not God only He has the power over life who are we to decide?
By elsie URL on 02.04.2011
Of the mind. We work our lives away together as a race. More than half our lives devoted to doing something most of us would rather not. For what? MOney? Does it buy happiness? The more money you make, the more bills & STUFF you accumuliate. Never finding that perfect balance mour souls so desire… rest. and breathe.
By Miss Elise on 02.04.2011
this topic makes me think that the admin of this site is a dbag.
By jason on 02.04.2011
i dont know what it feels like to want to die
i am sure it is not good
i do not know how it feels to take a life
especially the only one i am living
i dont want anyone to feel like me
i want to live forever
my ego is huge
i will last and last
i will not take this life for granted
i want to be huge
big
big big
i will survive this suicide
By jen on 02.04.2011
Just an animal looking for a home
Wander with open senses
dance in the moon light, drink from a river
Enjoy the smell of your dogs breath
Panting over you’re still waking mind
Open your eyes to appreciate the sun
but if clouds fill the sky
Close your eyes and listen
to the guitar strum
No man is rich enough to buy back his past
By fish URL on 02.04.2011
Eh. What an ugly word of the day. Like honestly. I guess this website was going for the drama word of the day. Sorry, I wont be expressing my suicide feeling/thoughts here.
By OneSweetWorld URL on 02.04.2011
its dark, it takes over the beauty of fame, why?…mom, i need you…don’t leave me. this is not what I want. why me? God, have faith in me. I know I have a purpose… i don’t want it to end……
By Brooke on 02.04.2011
oh god.
my sister didn’t try to commit suicide.
I tell people she did,
she cuts herself.
At her hip
and her wrist.
I can’t look.
It’s all pearly white wraparound scars
that scare me.
I can’t touch them.
By Kris on 02.04.2011
Suicide is something I will never do in my life . I will refuse to let my friends commit it.
By theweathermanrocks URL on 02.04.2011
to kill ones self.to hurt ones self and die a slow and painful death.
By Arrazola URL on 02.04.2011
Suicide is a very bad thing this is affecting many people and teens they think that everybody hates or just that there is no point in living.
By devin21 URL on 02.04.2011