Violent poems

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POEMS FULL OF WEIRD HATE FOR THIS THREAD

Wrote this one last nite :


Take it to the text, oh baby
And she keeps hating herself with all her heart
And extreme nostalgia because being a Birthday girl isn’t all fun for once
And she wets her pillows in both ways at night
Take it to the text oh baby
Because you’re allowed to say just anything
Even if it’s completely wrong sweetie
Learn that everything is permitted
Lemme pop your pimples and swallow your mucus now wontcha
Take it to the text oh baby
Rainbirds is a german band you idiot
But she screamed at me first
In the US it’s a trial the consequence
Take it to the text oh baby
And as he repeats it
Noone has noticed the accumulation
And why is she the only one living deaf
And as he reports it
Noone has noticed
And as he speaks silently
Noone has noticed anything
It’s a class drama for the papers
Lifeless or faded or crushed or extinct
Noone has noticed
Or bloody fucking dead she smiles
Noone has noticed
It’s a class drama for the papers.

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Are my poems this bad or are you all too lazy to read them? ? ?

[Smurph]

With material as stong as that is hard to think of any reply! Amazing stuff Bugg, as always!

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Actually, it made me think of one I wrote a long time ago. It was actually a song thet bever got music written for it....


Scarred, just like me
Scarred like the way you used to be
The deeper the pain hides inside
The longer it takes for you to find me
I’m scarred, the way you want to be
Scarred, you stole those feelings from me
The more you get inside yourself
The more I wish I was someone else

Freedom from yourself
Letting go before it hurts
Take what’s inside out
Lose you darkened shroud
Why cant you leave it all behind
Why cant you make it go away
Its always cruel when your kind
Lose the hate that scars your mind

Scarred, just like me
Scarred, forgotten how to bleed
Longer I make this moment last
I count my stitches with every moment that passes
Scarred, the way you made me feel
Scarred, the wounds you say aren’t real
Unwrap my bandages, see the surface of my skin
A pale reflection of what’s deeper within

Scarred….

[smithversusneo]

It's hard for me to express my exact feelings on this. What I mean is, I find your words to be quite thought provoking, but what really caught my eye is how the pain and anger really stand out (does that make any sense?) It's one thing, at least for myself, to write about pain or what's pissing me off, but you convey the pain in the mere 'rat-a-tat-tat' of words which really expresses much more.

I find myself having to 'take it to the text' just trying to get through another day.

Awesome poem... weird hate is my favorite kind of hate.

darC