Md: Bored as FUCK! *grabs a fucking coke*
Music: Eric Serra - She Is Dead
So all of you who read this.
2! Hahaha, only 2. I love you guys!
As you can see, I am bored out of my mind with nothing to do on a Monday night. Hrmm, what to write about. Oh I know. I'll post some of my poetry. Yay! Mind you, this is some old whiney shit that I wrote some time ago so I'll try and keep the format that it currently is in. Here it goes:
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Black December
Wednesday July 26, 2006 - Thursday July 27, 2006
You grasp the trigger, pointing the gun at me
Trying to drive me in the ground
Drill my ears with the sound
Of your smiling hatred
I can see now that
"I am Jack's smirking revenge"
Vengeance is in the hands of an angry man
Hollow points loaded into the gun
In his hand
The trigger grasps your finger, gun pointed at yourself
Driving you six feet in the ground
Fill the sound that drills your ears
Of my smirking revenge
The hate cannot be found
For reasons that are up to the angry man
With vengeance
Your eyes are finally open
The world all-askew
The view
That this new life will bring you
The ticket is in your hand
The trigger is your only ride
The hollow point your sight
And leave me alone
In this dread you call life
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I know I don't write "awesome" shit so say what you must. I could care less if you shoot me down. Besides, I only made it for one reader and that reader is I. I'm just sharing it with the rest of you(2) who read my stuff.
I must be on some weird ass drugs or something because I'm feeling loopy right now. I went out at 8:00 PM and felt very sleepy when I was driving. I mean I got up at 1 today so I don't know. I've been sick for the past week and a half now. It really has been getting on my nerves.
Music: Eric Serra - She Is Dead
So all of you who read this.
2! Hahaha, only 2. I love you guys!
As you can see, I am bored out of my mind with nothing to do on a Monday night. Hrmm, what to write about. Oh I know. I'll post some of my poetry. Yay! Mind you, this is some old whiney shit that I wrote some time ago so I'll try and keep the format that it currently is in. Here it goes:
_________________________________________
Black December
Wednesday July 26, 2006 - Thursday July 27, 2006
You grasp the trigger, pointing the gun at me
Trying to drive me in the ground
Drill my ears with the sound
Of your smiling hatred
I can see now that
"I am Jack's smirking revenge"
Vengeance is in the hands of an angry man
Hollow points loaded into the gun
In his hand
The trigger grasps your finger, gun pointed at yourself
Driving you six feet in the ground
Fill the sound that drills your ears
Of my smirking revenge
The hate cannot be found
For reasons that are up to the angry man
With vengeance
Your eyes are finally open
The world all-askew
The view
That this new life will bring you
The ticket is in your hand
The trigger is your only ride
The hollow point your sight
And leave me alone
In this dread you call life
_________________________________________
I know I don't write "awesome" shit so say what you must. I could care less if you shoot me down. Besides, I only made it for one reader and that reader is I. I'm just sharing it with the rest of you(2) who read my stuff.
I must be on some weird ass drugs or something because I'm feeling loopy right now. I went out at 8:00 PM and felt very sleepy when I was driving. I mean I got up at 1 today so I don't know. I've been sick for the past week and a half now. It really has been getting on my nerves.
Why do you say that?
yours is cool i think. hehe, the only poems iv written (like only 3) are much less good. and possible much more whiney and angsty and lame
*ahem*
being alone is boring. something has to happen. its time for life to take a turn,you know?