The Best Death Quotes

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  • 1

    A Favorite of 2256 users

    Her hair was up in a ponytail
    Her favorite dress tied with a bow
    Today was Daddy's Day at school
    And she couldn't wait to go.
    But her mommy tried to tell her,
    That she probably should stay home.
    Why the kids might not understand,
    If she went to school alone.
    But she was not afraid;
    She knew just what to say.
    What to tell her classmates
    Of why he wasn't there today.
    But still her mother worried,
    For her to face this day alone.
    And that was why once again,
    She tried to keep her daughter home.
    But the little girl went to school,
    Eager to tell them all.
    About a dad she never sees,
    A dad who never calls.
    There were daddies along the wall in back,
    For everyone to meet
    Children squirming impatently,
    Anxious in their seats.
    One by one the teacher called,
    Each student from the class.
    To introduce their daddy,
    As seconds slowly passed.
    At last the teacher called her name,
    Every child turned to stare.
    Each of them was searching,
    For a man who wasn't there.
    "Where's her daddy at?"
    She heard a boy call out.
    "She probably doesn't have one"
    Another student dared to shout.
    And from somewhere near the back,
    She heard a daddy say,
    "Looks like another deadbeat dad,
    Too busy to waste his day."
    The words did not offened her,
    As she smiled up at her mom.
    And looked back at her teacher,
    Who told her to go on.
    And with hands behind her back,
    Slowly she began to speak.
    And out from the mouth of a child,
    Came words incredibly unique.
    "My daddy couldn't be here,
    Because he lives so far away.
    But I know he wishes he could be,
    Since this is such a special day.
    And though you cannot meet him,
    I wanted you to know.
    All about my daddy,
    And how much he loves me so.
    He loved to tell me stories
    He taught me to ride my bike.
    He surprised me with pink roses,
    And taught me to fly a kite.
    We used to share fudge sundaes,
    and ice cream in a cone.
    And though you cannot see him,
    I'm not standing here alone.
    Cause my daddy's always with me
    Even though we are apart.
    I know because he told me,
    He'll forever be in my heart."
    With that, her little hand reached up,
    and lay across her chest.
    Feeling her own heartbeat,
    Beneath her favorite dress.
    And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
    Her mother stood in tears.
    Proudly watching her daughter,
    Who was wise beyond her years.
    For she stood up for the love
    Of a man not in her life.
    Doing what was best for her,
    Doing what was right.
    And when she dropped her hand back down,
    Staring straight into the crowd.
    She finished with a voice so soft,
    But its message clear and loud.
    "I love my daddy very much,
    He's my shining star.
    And if he could he'd be here,
    But heaven's just too far.
    You see he was a fireman
    And died just this past year.
    When airplanes hit the towers
    And taught Americans to fear.
    But sometimes when I close my eyes,
    It's like he never went away."
    And then she closes her eyes,
    And saw him there that day.
    And to her mother's amazement,
    She witnessed with surprise.
    A room full of daddies and children,
    All starting to close their eyes.
    Who knows what they say before them,
    Who knows what they felt inside.
    Perhaps for merely a second,
    They saw him at her side.
    "I know you're with me Daddy."
    To the silence she called out.
    And what happened next made believers,
    Of those once filled with doubt.
    Not one in that room could explain it,
    For each of their eyes had been closed.
    But there on the desk beside her,
    Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
    And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
    By the love of her shining bright star.
    And given the gift of believing,
    That heaven is never too far

    Posted by babygir08 in Death  ID#:33683
  • 2

    A Favorite of 1394 users

    This is a true story:


    Her dad was a drunk
    Her mom was an addict
    Her parents kept her
    Locked in an attic


    Her only friend
    was a little toy bear
    It was old and worn out
    And had patches of hair


    She always talked to it
    When no one's around
    She lays there and hugs it
    Not a peep of sound


    Until her parents
    unlock the door
    Some more and more pain
    She'll have to endure


    A bruise on her leg
    A scar on her face
    Why would she be
    In such a horrible place?


    But she grabs her bear
    And softly cries
    She loves her parents
    But they want her to die


    She sits in the corner
    Quiet but thinking,
    "Please God, why is
    My life always sinking? "


    Such a bad life
    For a sad little kid
    She'd get beaten and beaten
    For anything she did


    Then one night
    Her mom came home high
    And the poor child was beaten
    As hours went by


    Then her mom suddenly
    Grabbed for a blade
    It was sharp and pointy
    One that she made


    She thrusted the blade
    Right in her chest,
    "You deserve to die
    You worthless piece of s***!"


    The mom walked out
    Leaving the girl slowly dying
    She grabbed her bear
    And again started crying


    Police showed up
    At the small little house
    Then quickly barged in
    Everything quiet as a mouse


    One officer slowly
    Opened a door
    To find the little girl
    Lying dead on the floor


    It must have been bad
    To go through so much harm
    But at least she died
    With her best friend in her arms

    (add this to your favorites if your against child abuse)

    Posted by jaja_9534 in Death  ID#:126184
  • 3

    A Favorite of 556 users

    Suicide is killing the one person you can actually change

    Posted by Sherris in Death  ID#:4662
  • 4

    A Favorite of 521 users

    A thousand words won't bring you back i know because i've tried, neither will a million tears i know because i've cried.

    Posted by .::Serenity::. in Death  ID#:124848
  • 5

    A Favorite of 517 users

    Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting; she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy It's just the way she wanted her life to be. On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, Because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you had to have clout, And dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got ready for the big event But as she rushed around like she had no sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies, But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, But the moonlight ride would have to wait. For Dan was half drunk by this time. But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Dan took a puff. Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Dan was ready to ride to the point But only after he'd smoked another joint. They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, And Dan started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football.) "Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb." With all of her might, she pushed Dan away: "Please take me home, I don't want to stay." Dan cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast. As Dan drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, But he just got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride." Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember the force of impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, And heard, "call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble! Voices she heard...a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck. Then wondered to herself if Dan was all right, And if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, As they gently told her that Dan was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died." Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied, And that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best To bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad." This story is sad and unpleasant but true, So young people take heed, it could have been you.

    Posted by 23girl in Death  ID#:18998
  • 6

    A Favorite of 488 users

    I AM NOT THERE

    Do not stand at my grave and weep;
    I am not there. I do not sleep.
    I am a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the diamond glints on snow,
    I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
    I am the gentle autumn's rain.

    When you awaken in the morning's hush,
    I am the swift uplifting rush,
    Of quiet birds circled flight
    I am the soft stars that shine at night.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die.

    Posted by aschrage in Death  ID#:7878
  • 7

    A Favorite of 408 users

    I know what its like to want to die
    How it hurts to smile
    How you try to fit in but u cant
    How you hurt yourself on the outside
    to try and kill the pain on the inside

    Posted by suzie88 in Death  ID#:64952
  • 8

    A Favorite of 406 users

    "Death must be great, because no one has come back from it"

    Posted by Anonymous in Death  ID#:11015
  • 9

    A Favorite of 390 users

    *It's not death that I am afraid of, it's time. I am afraid that my time will be up before I find my place on this Earth*

    Posted by Paige in Death  ID#:42186
  • 10

    A Favorite of 375 users

    “The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us.
    It is the darkness in your own heart you should fear."

    Posted by DarkenPoetsBlade in Death  ID#:19517
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