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Angelakillsluts 12-31-2005 12:15 PM

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Quote:

Originally posted by The STE
There once was a man from Nantucket
lmao

The STE 12-31-2005 12:50 PM

Delicious burbon
Finest of all the spirits
a drunken haiku

filmmaker2 12-31-2005 01:34 PM

could we have one about a cat named putt putt

wood_elf_pansy 12-31-2005 05:23 PM

people always take shit out of context.

wood_elf_pansy 12-31-2005 05:26 PM

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Originally posted by trippin_the_rif
One of the large number of problems with the internet. You keep up the good work. I hope you're still writing.
yep yep!

thanks!

have a safe and happy new year.

Marroe 12-31-2005 05:27 PM

That's cool of you to stand up for a "n00b" like that, trip:p

This girl here is a good friend of mine, and I think she's an awesome poet...and if her poems seem a bit dark, she has every right to write them that way. It's not like she was posting a fucking suicide note in here.

AUSTIN316426808 12-31-2005 05:34 PM

I like 'em for the most part, as for the issue of how dark they are...well, that's my favorite kind, so do what you do.

wood_elf_pansy 01-01-2006 08:29 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by trippin_the_rif
My pleasure. I like her writes. It's time for some people to get off the cross, other people need the wood, ya know what I mean?:p
I'm a nut...

"...people need the wood..."

hehe...

*blushes cuz you said "wood"*

lol

MisterSadistro 01-01-2006 11:11 PM

hmmm or maybe I'm personally sick of hearing kids cry out for attention when ones who do need it end up dead because it wasn't seen in the first place since they didn't take the drama route ? Yeah. I'd say that was pretty safe bet. Maybe your friends were replaceable to you and you were able to "get over it" like it was a lost football game, but I will never get over that loss. Know why ? My friend wasn't old or sickly or killed off in some unforseeable accident that happens every day. It was quite obviously pre-meditated. I will never "get over it" and let it be known. Obviously WEF read my post on it before I pulled it and you decided to jump in on whatever vendetta you have with me (which obviously raised it's head during the babygurl20 pic threads) from the only part that was quoted.
I apologize to WEF if I jumped up on the soapbox, but I don't take to the subject matter lightly. We all have bad days and I wanted you to think before you did somthing stupid.
As for you, Trippin, I still only have small clues as to what your problems with me are from mutual friends on here (assuming you think any of the Nine stuff is true), but you're more than welcome to throw down with me on here any time you like as I've stated before. Act like a punk and I'll treat you like one to everyone's amusement. And I will make it a lot more amusing than any pic of your tiny contribution to anatomy being posted everywhere :D
CK

mothermold 01-01-2006 11:46 PM

Re: A poem I wrote...
 
Quote:

Originally posted by wood_elf_pansy
Give me feedback.

Death as it is.

As I lie awake thinking of what I've done
Hating myself while lying here with my hand on the gun
I put the gun to my head but still no trigger I pull
I cant kill myself people will think of me as a fool
As I soak in the pool of blood from my loves heart
I realize my life is falling apart
I think again if I should or should not
I'm now getting cold but, on the inside I'm boiling hot
He shouldn't have gone to her place
He shouldn't have lied right to my face
I put the gun back to my head after I rose
I turned and looked out the door then at my blood red toes
I pulled the trigger now lying on the floor
I looked at the ceiling then toward the door
Now I know how he felt when I let him go
My breathing is getting heavy my heart is beating more slow
As I lie awake thinking of what I've done
Hating myself while lying here with my hand on the gun.
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This was written in October of 1998. I was in seventh grade.


shut off your internal filters...never try to second guess an audience.you have talent,but you gotta let loose.



don't hold anything back when you opt for this subject matter(or any other),true or not.


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