hola so i dont really rite poetry, im not reely tht great at xpressing my feelings persay X-D but i figured id take a stab at it. i dont no if i wud necesarily call my self emo i meen i guess i thnk like an emo and lisin to emo bands and other emo steryotyped things *cough cough* but i dont dress the part wich ive noticed is a big thing for some people so idk call me watever te fuck u want. i do like to write and im sitting here at around 4 in the morning lisining to marilyn manson and i figured fuck it ill write sum poetry. so ill stop talking toro shit and jst write it hows tht :) here it is (p.s. dont blame me if it fuking sux)
staring at my arms ther are scars of moments past
my long blond hair hangs in my eyes
the pale white scars from a mind harased
a boy who cuts insted of cries
what the fucks the point!!!???
why do we live this life???!!!
ur hoping an afterlife? i hate to disapoint
i curse every religion as i pull out my knife
wat reasons do i have to live each painful day
the only thing tht comes to mind is music
to lisin and to play
but how will tht suffice no i need a specific
its happiness i need
but how to get it in this fukd up world
so i cut myself i watch it bleed
and my troubles all unfurll
i focus on the pain
it takes my grief away
for segundos my depression slain
but after tht my life is again grey
i make a decision
im ready to do it
goodbye cruel world
and eveything in it
the wrists
are slit
the job is done
my geath is pitied por none
staring at my arms ther are scars of moments past
my long blond hair hangs in my eyes
the pale white scars from a mind harased
a boy who cuts insted of cries
what the fucks the point!!!???
why do we live this life???!!!
ur hoping an afterlife? i hate to disapoint
i curse every religion as i pull out my knife
wat reasons do i have to live each painful day
the only thing tht comes to mind is music
to lisin and to play
but how will tht suffice no i need a specific
its happiness i need
but how to get it in this fukd up world
so i cut myself i watch it bleed
and my troubles all unfurll
i focus on the pain
it takes my grief away
for segundos my depression slain
but after tht my life is again grey
i make a decision
im ready to do it
goodbye cruel world
and eveything in it
the wrists
are slit
the job is done
my geath is pitied por none
They call to me at night and fill my room with bright lights I cannot remember the last time I had seen tu but I remember tu were once here tu had thought tu could do no wrong that it would only be in a song but tu did know all along that we couldn't belong we had our last song our last moment before tu dicho goodbye that moment tu had the courage to say tu were wrong I can't stay long I don't think your feelings for me are true I can't believe I'm the one that turned out to be blue tu come to me as a blur a forgotten memory how will I live without tu here how could I live in fear of your return I shall run into the sun to make sure the pain would be done bright lights flicker into the sky no words to say my last goodbye I can't say I'm sorry it was tu that betrayed me can't tu see all tu did was drive me away no I'm not okay.