Terminal, no hope or reason to keep going there is only the bucket list and checking off the final things before retiring from life itself. It is time now to meet your maker and cross of the remaining items on the bucket list. Meeting your Maker From this view the lip of a mountain …
Tag Archive: suicide poems
From This Life Lost without purpose only a quick death seeking the release from this life Instead prolonged suffering each day a bloody wound soul scars uncountable from this life Hearing and seeing plenty but learning nothing heart barely beating from this life In the end less is more stillness of being …
A Life Ended is a poem about someone depressed and contemplating, then finally on the verge of committing suicide. This poem was written on New Years Eve.