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Posts: 6443
-1 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

very gay thread. midgets should not poetry its embarassing

Posts: 1000
-3 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Drop it pick it

Up again

Up again

Hang swang so low

Taken

Bliss is a mistake 

 

I have no god damn patience

Gimme what i want

You knew to not be so slow

Just let me take control

 

Beauty is a toxic

Frozen poison kiss

Place it on my lips

So tasty

Place it upon me with a kiss

So tasty

I wanted to know how it tastes

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 6443
-1 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

ugh why

Posts: 1000
-2 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Undone

One more shadow cast aside

Light reveals secrets

Forget what they say

 

The noose hangs

Ohhh

The noose hangs

I can't feel my face at all

Ohhh

The noose hangs while I stand tall

And now there is no ground below

 

Watch me swing

Release the last breath from me

The incision on wrist not deep enough

I ran out of blood and my heart goes on

 

I'll pass through the flames

Secrets revealed by their light

I'll toss them all aside

And bind the darkness inside

Only a weary tear remains

It slowly slides down the side of my face

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 1000
-3 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Can't Feel the Rain
Think About It
Umbrella Over Me
I'm a Prophet
Got a Million Things to Say
Think About It
It Ain't a Thang for May
Don't Trip About It
Slit My Wrists With a Switchblade
I Think I Found It

Can't Feel The Change
Think About It
They Don't Even See
I'm Illuminati
Take A Breath and Hold IT IN
Think About It.
Watch as We Switch Lanes
Don't You Drop It
Slit My Wrists With a Switchlade
I Think I Found It

Phone Said It's Gonna Rain
It's So Obvious
Used To Have A Soul You Could Save
But I Lost It
Promised Me A CLK GTR
Took It Though I Didn't Want It
I'm Going To Hell Either Way
I Was Just Gonna Slit My Wrists With A Switchblade
Slit My Wrists With a Switchblade
I Think I Found It

Clouds Lookin' Kinda Grey
Thought About It
I Wanted A New Mercedes
So I Bought It
Crashed When I Switched Lanes
Think It Was The Rain
Rubbed All Up In My Face
Can't See Past The Droplets
Slit My Wrists With a Switchblade
I Think I Found It

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 1000
-3 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Left me in the blue

Im a mess

I'm so stressed

You got me right where you want me

Now that I got you

Its me that you turn to

I cant get away 

Its everywhere around me

I'm a mess

I'm stressed 

This got me so depressed

Got me right where I want you

Right where you need me

Only ever leave me bleeding

Its me who brings the healing

Before i bring you for another beating

I got you

I got you

I've got you

 

If I had a voice I would say i don't want to play this game

I keep on stressin and life keeps on testing

There's no time for second guessing I hope you learned your lesson

 

I'm over I'm done

This isn't really fun

But the fun is never done

 

You got complaints?

talked to my neighbors?

They would all complain.

I live life a little dangerous. 

Forget the hangers 

Clothes on the floor

Can you tell I'm out of practice?

 

Caught In a mess from which i cant run

Im stressed 

What's next?

This cigarette tastes like its death

Nowhere to run to

Nowhere to flee to

No-one to help you

Your a mess

So stressed 

You tried your damn best

But you still failed the test.

 

 

 

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 1000
-3 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Nothing

Nothing

Inside of nothing

Nothing

Nothing

Inside of Nothing

 

I just slit both my wrists

But I ran out of blood 

I just was looking for some feelin'

But I didnt strike it rich

Might burn all my bridges

Dancing on knife edges

 

I dont need to sleep, eat or feed

But I know how to have good fun

When the moon comes up 

 

Well I was trying to learn to feel

Placed a mark in my skin 

One for each day I been put through

Wait a min~

I like to bruise myself

I wanna get hurt

But I might be actually be numb

Because I can't feel nothin

Said "I wanna know you for you"

 

Nothing

Feel nothing

Inside Nothing

Nothing

Nothing

Feel nothing

Inside nothing

Nothing

Nothing

 

I am so far apart from myself

I can't ever seem to get in touch 

intentionally endured a self reinforced traumatic painful feedback loop with a pinch

Oh silly kids can't (key) you see these trix aint for food

They are not meant for you

These are the hexes of a witch

Wait a minute

That wasn't to come thru

But then again you said 

I wanna know you for you

"That's just how it goes" some will say

That was slick

Its ok

They wanna know you for you

No no baby I wanna know you for you

 

Nothing

Feel nothing

Inside nothing

Nothing

Feel nothing

Inside nothing

Nothing

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 1000
-3 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Can you even see clearly?

I can see for thousands of miles so precisely.

Would you let go of everything you hold dearly?

Would you let it all go for absolutely nothing?

Would you hold up and try to settle down?

You really need a pick me up.

You don't understand the danger you are facing 

Never get it mixed up~

Hips switch lanes with switchblades blood

 

My heart is without a beat

Hand on chest I feel nothing

Trying to find just a single pump

I'm impatient 

Is this the end of me

Time seems to be moving so slowly

I cannot breathe and inside I scream

 

This is sacrificial asphyxiation~ blood moons and hung nooses

This is darkness misery and pain we love to do thiz

I ran the alphabet straight fucking through them

And I left all the sheep clueless

I asked myself how I do this

I'm a natural baby iz the truthez 

 

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 1000
-3 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

Aub is an autist

Aub is an autist

Who downvotes my posts with puppets

cuz she got no talent

cuz she ugly

cuz she really really wanna be

loved

but she cant be

she an ugly duckling

a gross tragedy

god played a cruel joke on us

and named it aub

 

Some people aren't born to be blessed with tragedy in their blood.
Posts: 6443
-1 votes RE: Spontaneous writings

correction: aub has a family and a boyfriend who love her very much and many many other people who wish she would talk to them and continue friendships/relationships with them, she just doesnt want to

 

also she is beautiful 

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