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                                                          ©    PoeTTreeZ Publishing

Akin to a suicide bomber 
Self hurt a must
Oh sin

life with no meaning
despair that cannot repair
with death, that last breath

I wake up in pain
my wrists have shiny handcuffs 
I am in jail  

My heart feels ice-cold
It will not stop its beating 
I wish it would stop

My cell mate is gone
I am feeling so alone
I just want to die

In his suicide note
My poverty is to blame
No one else, he wrote

spin doctor
off spin or
spin gore

Clear morning
no warning impedes
the intention of many

If you lost a hope
here is a nice fluffy rope
and a scented soap.

©LR

Thoughts of depression
Dying is easiest when
Living seems hardest

I was just eighteen
Then i wanted to be six
Guess this is the end.

Haiku 104 
	
	
	her eyes 
	are open yet don’t see 
	night arrives
	
	
	
	
        12.11.2013

Haiku 81
	
	yielding to the blade...
	arc traced on his left forearm
	surgeon’s staples

Blueberry-cream waves
make sweet this bitter journey
carry this load home

A molt of white robe 
                                       Cold blade plunges into shame
                                             Crimson flower blooms

Much maligned are men.
So mentally mangled that
Many self murder.

Democracy nears

   For unknown Arab countries

    Angry Arabs yell


  Suicide bomber

  Islam, Religion of peace 

  Perhaps when they're free


 The Crowed Goes wild
                             
  Egypt  you are next in line     

  Democracy nears

I will love you like
Clouds do rain as they form together
till they depart, and more...

The sun slit his wrists
Murderess Moon just watches
I bet she did it

Mutual numbing
Ice cold tears that no one hears 
I can't keep strumming

My reality sucks.
What's the point of being sane?
....................................................................................Can't escape myself.

empty void blossoms
pared from societal core
suicidal thoughts

Watch! Watch!
My debacle into flames
That consumed dusk!

-Pin Dew (04/05/2017)

Note: Experimental Haiku- The meters are not according to rules.

mushrooms
growing on the forest floor –
suicide

Ó December 4, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Smokey mountains smoke
Babies are born to commit
Some things are obvious

Molten lava seeps,

From severed volcanic veins:

The earth bleeds magma.

Straight lines.
Blurred lines. 
Life-lines .
Flat-lines. 
This world is a sphere ,
We live on lines.

No means No you sick
Pile of useless, vile cow dung
Her poor ears have rung

1. 
alone, the boy cries
he is no longer loved
because he is gay

2. 
the hall is unsafe
punished in the name of god
he hides how he feels

3.
we hear on the news
of a suicide
who was there for him?

moonlight blade his choice
frozen by her icy stare
suicide by love

Long Tooth
June 4, 2016

No one loves me here

One bullet would do the trick

Just pull and release

As the end draws near
I reflect upon my past
Memories fleeting

Moments passing by
Images and colors flicker
Dancing through my mind

I want to believe
That it was worth all the pain
That I was worth it

I close my blue eyes
Someone is calling my name
I think “this is it”

Shoddy and Ungodly

He seemed so shoddy
What he did was ungodly
Damaged bodily. 
(And mentally as well.)

Was an involver;
For a sure problem solver,
Needs a revolver.

Commit suicide 
For many times he has lied
And instantly died.

Jim Horn

despair
grandson is no more
suicide

Shoddy and Ungodly

He seemed so shoddy
What he did was ungodly
Damaged bodily. 
(And mentally as well.)

Was an involver;
For a sure problem solver,
Needs a revolver.

Commit suicide 
For many times he has lied
And instantly died.

Jim Horn

Fresh reek, Wisteria
Sublime sun casts a umbra
Hanging by a rope