Historias de Suicidial

The Wake Up Call Ashley watched him going about his life as if nothing had ever happened, still laughing and joking, still being loved by everyone, watching the children hugging and kissing him ... if only they knew!

Soledad is 'big'; At least thats what people call her. She has an unsupportive mother and a variety of friends who talk about her bekind her back. When her boyfriend, Asher, (her only 'true' friend) makes her feel like she isn't worth it, she goes crazy and no one knows what she's capable of doing now that she has no one in her side.

#10 in someone 🏆 Savannah Bellamy, the only child of her lovely parents, was living really happily, until the thunderstorm of her life started. Every year on her birthday, she used to receive a letter, mentioning such sad poetries. But she never really paid attention, birthday trolls are normal, aren't they? But this year, it was different. A letter she never paid attention to, has changed her life. She never felt the feelings of being alone, working alone, crying alone, until that day. Fighting alone wasn't something so simple for her, and so, she was in the verge of giving up. But then, some lights brightened her up. Sophia and Henry, the people she never loved or cared for, showed up caring for her. Everything was confusing, though. Truths, lies, love, hate, suffering all those hard emotions, will she find the answers? The answers which are the reason for everything? Will she even be happy with the results? ~ ~ ~ Published on: 8th October, 2022. Word count: 15,000+ Category: Horror Author: @NozomiCylvia__

Amber was just another suicidal girl. She was bullied at school, abused at home. Amber started self harming at 11 years old she's now 14 and is ready to take her life. What happens when she meets Chelsea the caring 16 year old girl that ran away from home. Can Chelsea help her? Suicide is a very serious thing if you are suicidal please seek help. This story may make you cry.

"I'm fine, okay?" {contains swearing and self harm}

Cath; beautiful, bright and fun. She's the girl you never see walking alone in the hallways, She's the girl who laughs at the silliest thing, She's the girl who seems to have it all Cath; liar, cruel and everything hurts. She's also the girl who puts others down, She's also the girl who doesn't want to make a flaw, She's also the girl who's world is breaking on her palms. Cath; pale, silent and freezing cold. Now she lays on a white bed, four nurses on each side rushing her into the mergency room. In another story, a prince would've come to kiss the beautiful corpse, but not this one.

heartbreak lasts forever

♥︎ part 1 ♥︎

I cleaned everything twice and then I cleaned it all again. Dinner was skipped because my stomach is already filled, With the dead butterflies you once brought to life but then, You drew your bow, released, and they were killed. Your love is just a dessert full of empty calories. It looks so sweet and delectable, and I want it so much. But the truth is your love was just a bunch of broken fallacies, And my heart was mangled by its angry hand's clutch. Sometimes I wish I didn't love you to my very core. You used to be the one who was head over heels for me, But your love started to fade and now I love you more. But a life without you is not something I can see. I can catch an attitude and give curt replies, I can turn my phone off and painfully ignore you, But never in a million years could I ever imply, The lie that I'm not still hopelessly in love with you.

Idk?

my rants.

So most of these are just things I write when I get bored or when Im inspired.

Have you ever realised that not all is right? Let me rephrase that again.. Have you ever realised that everything you once thought, was never right in the first place..? Have you.. Yes or no? It's a simple close-answered question. Sometimes, I contemplate these thoughts of my own. Sometimes.. I wonder. Everyone can wonder; it's a part of life, of nature. Nature is everything. Not just wildlife. Nature is flesh. Is blood. Is anything, really. White is not an exception. White.. Is a colour. You cannot change that. White stands for purity and whole ness... So why on Earth are mental hospitals white? No one is pure and whole there. Everyone is either insane or dead to life. I'm just like them; in every aspect. I used to be a royal Sidney. Alexa Sidney. That is my name. A royal Sidney like myself.. Couldn't even win at suicide. Pathetic.. I've got nothing else to say, really. I've got a checkup at three. Two more hours.. Might as well stare up at the ceilings. Godspeed..

My names Brooke & I used to best friends with the Dolan Twins, Grayson and Ethan Dolan, but when things take a turn upside down my life gets flipped around

So this is not a story it's just a bunch of poems I made. your allowed to write them on a paper and give them to your crush or girlfriend/boyfriend. Some will be dark, some will be emotional, or some will be happy or romantic. others will be random or have a special theme. If I do really dark ones please don't think I'm going to commit suicide, I had a girl think I was because I wrote a poem about dying. It was awkward but I had to explain I love writing dark poetry, it's always been my hobby since I was a child. also cover image I made so I own it okay bye.

"Sometimes I don't really get you, he said, he laughed. "Oh dear, you'll never get me," I said, trying to be mysterious. "That's the whole point."

I never wrote stuff before. But this might be my first "story". I think I'm going to write down what I have to go through everyday. I'm suicidial, selfharming and depressed. Maybe writing will calm me down. Let's just try it *** This contains self harm, depressed thoughts, abuse, swearing and suicide attemps. So if you find that triggering, I'd not read it. Although I say on the beginning of every chapter if it's triggering or not. It's your choice, and you can't say I didn't warn you! "enjoy" ***

I really have nothing to say beside that it is a poem. Though this poem was made as a mini project because the activity was to make a poem using specific words. The Poem also had to be a free verse poem.