Suicidio Novels & Stories

My inability To compete With my life's misfit Am I not dying Or approaching death Closer and clearer Each day appears My end Am I not dying With pain in the chest With the inability to compete With sorrows, I have met Dead past too Unfortunately It is not dead for me As I move I carry much pain Many angry thoughts For revenge Still, I work Though I fail to succeed How long without water Will plants breed There is no seed remaining There is no place called Relief No friend Enough to guarantee Peace I am at unease I am at unease Is suicide Is murder The only way we die Is killing a person Each day by hurt Agreed way that One can apply Or is this not murder Or is it sane Who will define Ill hea

"Can you not poke my shortcomings? People avoid talking about it. You told at home all day, yesterday stimulated me, aren't you afraid of my psychological distortion and suicide?" "If you want to commit suicide, I can provide you with countless ways to ensure that you commit suicide is beautiful and successful. The least recommended suicide method is lying on the rail. Judging from my experience in investigating cases for so many years, the suicide method of lying on the rail is too tragic to be suitable for a beautiful teenager like you." "I'll go, is this still my sister?" "I can put up with you, yes i am your sister." Bright Santos burst out laughing when he heard this, and the refreshing

You've been killing me softly And finally, the pain is too much Oh And I'm all out of whiskey To soak up the damage you've done Oh It's there is anything I'm guilty or of It's loving you too much If anybody asked how we died Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them, baby It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know..... Ahhhh, Call it suicide Oh... Don't fabricate (No don't fabricate it) Just tell them, baby It was suicide (It was...) Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know Ohhh...baby Just let them know Ohhh, just...heyy, hey

After returning from the kitchen with seconds, her face paled as she heard her friends mentioning the suicides from the previous day. "What do you mean "unnatural"?" one of her friends asked Sophie. "Well from what I heard, they all killed themselves in horribly gruesome ways. Supposedly, one them drowned himself in boiling water, another stabbed himself to death, and the third gutted and then hanged himself."

“But what Riley didn’t know was that at the same time she was carrying Hugo, Rachel was carrying me. Things rapidly spiralled downward after that. Riley was hastily married off to Max, much to his and Rachel’s horror. Rachel was quickly married to Josh Chroder, who’d always had a crush her. It was all a mess. “But Riley should’ve thought twice before pulling her despicable stunt. Her marriage was a sham; not surprising since she was married to someone who didn’t love her, but was head over heels for her sister. She was unhappy and so was he. She wallowed in despair and drowned in self-pity. She tried to drink the pain away and smoke the jealousy out. The more she drugged herself, the more un

I would want to laugh so loud at this in an ordinary situation but it's a sad one, so I can't. Not until he tells me, I know what he is passing through at this point. I just wish he would be able to overcome it. I remain with him for more than three hours petting and caressing him, draining him any thought of despair and death out of his mind. As I'm leaving, I take the bottle of Ceridian with me. I intend to destroy it such that he wouldn't come for it and such that no one would come upon it and mistakenly take it, we all know that's it's a poison, it kills faster than any other poison and it's the favorite of most suicide victims. ****************************

It seemed like he was completely unaware of her being anywhere near him until she touched him; his bereavement even had his mate bond on pause. As I stood and viewed the sorrowful couple together, I could feel the heat from all the nearby fires that had been lit to be a part of Corbin’s questionable torture regime. But even as I could feel the heat on both sides of my face, making the skin there feel tight and itchy, it still could not soothe or warm the chill that had settled deep within my bones.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

Aracely cried FLASH BACK “No, Adrian it's fine. I am used to her taunts, after all, she did threaten to kill me” Aracely sobbed. “She did what? Ara—” Adrian seemed doubtful, Aracely pulled him close, he was knelt down beside her wheel chair, “Do you— do you remember the day I tried to commit suicide, you and asked me why, why I had tried to do something like that? it's because— it's because of your mother, she—she threatened to kill me!”