My um sort of poems

These are just some poems i wrote but they arnt your ordinary poems i guess you can say when i wrote them i was fairly angry with the world and this was a way to let it all go.

My friends really liked them and since ive been here for a fair while and i see all the people that were here when i joined as friends i decided ill share them with all of you.

I censored the swearing in it even though you will probley know what im saying in it any way also i got to warn people some of the meanings are a bit harder to understand than others well i guess you all are about to read the more twisted side of me but dw im still the same person just showing more of me.


Why the F*** Do You Care about the Future There Is No F***ing Picture
F***ing Forget F***ing Forget
F***ing Forget about You F***ing Forget about Me You Know I Believed Your Mind Controlling Bull S***
But It Doesn’t Do Me Any Good
No Not Any More Not Any More
I Trusted You with My Life but All You Did Is Stab Me with a Rusty Knife
No Not Any more
Not Any more
It's Time for My Revenge It's Time for Me to Clens Clens Your F***ing Life Clens Clens Your F***ing LIFE Now I Did It
It's Time For Me To Feel It.


There Is No Turning Back Everything Thing Is Black
Darkness Hold's You in its Grip You Can Feel It Rip Rip Rip Ripping You Apart
Rip Rip Ripping You Apart
Now you’re Insane
Ripping at Your Vain Watch Your Blood Splatter like Nothing F***ing Matters
Watch Your Blood Drip from the Bloody Whip
Now the Head's Are Rolling
The Blood Is Flowing
Darkness Hold’s you in It's Grip You Can Feel It Rip Rip Rip
Ripping You Apart.


Dead Heed My Call for the Blood Bath Pool
The Dead Feed We Breed
The Dead Feed We Breed
The Hooks Slice the Skin With Out F***ing Yin
The Moans Feel the Air While We Don’t Care
The Dead Feed We Breed
The Dead Feed We Breed
Joints Ripped Out With A F***ing Shout Why Don’t We Care When It's Not F***ing Fair
The Dead Feed We Breed
The Dead Feed We BREED.

The Suffering Will Never Stop As the Faces of the Innocent Drop
Bullet’s To the Skull Corpses Hung From Polls
As The Wiked Succeed Evil Will Breed
The Dead Will Rise to Take There Prize
As The Innocent Become the Less than Wise
Now That the Dead Have Gone and Fed the World Has Got Nothing to Feed
Now They Heed The Evil Within Now They Fear The Deadly Sin.

As The Room Gets Hazy the Mind Gets Crazy
The Door’s Will Shut as the Floor Goes Up
The People Start To Panic Like Horses in a Paddock
Knowing That Death Was In the Addict
The People Knew That There Fate Has Had It
Now That They Lay They Have To Pay the Price With
Pain Twice.

The Game to Blame Every One around It
Now They Will Be Thrown In a Hellish Pit
Burning Alive the People Are To Die
Now That the Souls Have Dug up There Holes It’s Time to Kill So They Can Feel
The Living Are Now Believing
That There Soulless Body’s Feeds everybody
Now That the Life is taken By the Scythe They Have No meaning to be believing.


Watch It Crush With A Deadly Rush It Will Swallow With A Mouth So Hollow
Now You Feel The Acid Burn As You Watch Your Flesh Start To Turn Screaming In Pain Every One Thinks you are to blame
Now You Know That You Are Alone In This Twisted God for Saken Dome
You See A Light That Shines So Bright
But Then It Goes Down With Your Hopes.


The Heads Drop as the Body’s Flop
The Pain Is In Because of a Hellish Sin
The Devil Does Damage and We Don’t Manage
The Flames Are In As the World Caves In
You Here the Screaming as You Are Dreaming We Are burning alive
Now You Wake With A Horrible Take Of The Future That Doesn’t Have A Picture.


Knife To My Throat No Sign of Hope As I Lay Dieing No One Is Crying
Death Feels the Air with out a Care
No Sign Of Light Every Ones a Fright All I See Is Black I Can’t Turn Back
Now My Spirit Haunts The One That Taunts.

Wow....that was really good. I loved it.

I didn't like it...not the writing...just what it was for. It seemed a bit suicidal and meaningless. It's poetry and that is true...just not one I felt was meaningful.

I thought it was good if you wanted it to be morbid. :lol

I think GamerABByLee would like this alot. :lol

Nice.... High five me right now, Abyss!!! :rockin

I have something to point out about the first one. I don't think you can rhyme asterisk with asterisk. *blatant attempt at pointing out the amount of swearing*

I'm doing that at the end of a lot of my post now, aren't I?

I didn't like it that much. The *'s didn't make much sense. I mean, who would put The F-bomb and the S word in a poem? And it was kinda boring.

Fire$ickle said:

I mean, who would put The F-bomb and the S word in a poem?

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Anyone who wanted to.