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This is where you write poems when you are very bitter about something that may have happened in your life that you may want to vent out through poetry. I'll be more than happy to start because it will be easy for me right now. Here it goes:


I talked to my ex-girlfriend today.
I hate her. I hate her.
I was wondering if she had my mail.
I hate her. I hate her.
All she wanted was her guitar back.
I hate her. I hate her.
The guitar she gave to me as a gift.
I hate her. I hate her.
Too bad I sold it.

hella creative TH

True story by the way.

Remembrance
by NIKKIE

She remembers it all,
All the people who had said
They cared, but did they really?

She remembers it all,
The sound of laughter and
How happy she'd been, but was she really?

She remembers it all,
His arms around her and
He said "I love you," but did he really?

She remembers it all,
The pain she'd felt when he left,
How her heart ached, but was it really?

She remembers it all,
The feeling of being so alone,
The feeling no one cared, but did they really?

But now they'll remember her,
Staring at the knife in her hand
How easy to slit her wrists, but will she really?

http://www.killermovies.com/forums/images/moresmilies/cry.gif as sad as that is its beautiful !!

REALLY?

yes it touched me i really like it

Wow they come from the heart

you have a talent

really alot of people just think i should shut up and stop thinking this shit

expression is always great in any form

really wow i love how you understand your the first to thank you

you are welcome but i didnt do anything I loved your poem that all

yea but so far you under stood all of them and you dont diss me you dont know how much that means to me

well its no problem i love poetry......and i think yours was very true in todays society

yea i know i have a few happy ones but not alot

no matter what people say dont be discouraged......do what you like best

I liked the poem too. It actually accents my poem quite well, even though my poem was more of a vent fest.

so mine is good huh

here is another one


Confessions of a Cutter
by nikkie

Silence
Only tears
As I press the blade
Against my pale skin

Red
The blood flows
From the wounds
Echoing my inner pain

Satisfaction
As I feel the knife
Slicing into me
I only deserve pain

Anguish
As I realize what I've done
I feel accomplishment
As I gaze at the marks upon my skin

Stares
People are horrified
Don't understand why
Neither do I

so sad

want more poens

yeah

Walls
by Nikkie

No space around me
Stifling walls
Closing off my view
Numbing thoughts
Aching soul
Suffocating dreams

Memory stirs
Pain wells up
Trapping me again
Nowhere to go
But inside myself
Devoid of any aim

Too scared to move
Barriers raised
Hearts freedom restrained
Tentative
Withdrawing hand
Fear of hurt again

Thick breath and clouds
Within my head
Oppressive atmosphere
Numbing thoughts
Aching soul
Suffocating dream

oh man thats sad but very nice

i like writing poems on here it makes me feel better because your all so nice and never call me weird or retarded

why would we they are very good

well everyone on my old forum did they called me bad names and it hurt so i just left that place

well welcome to KMC

i already feel welcomed

good Im going to bed but good luck with your poems

thanks

dont listen to narrow minded poeple nikkie.....do what lets u be urself....ur poems are brilliant!

umm thanks

das ok

Prayer For The Living
by Kevin Rose

Why does the thought of death
The feeling of ending this life
The torture, the pain, the hurt
The discomfort I cause,
Why does it feel so right?

But the thought of the pain
The mechanics, the method
The hows and wherefores..
Why is that so beyond me,
my abilities, My confidence?

I know I would be better dead
All I care for is others
All I do is hurt others
All I want to do is leave others
To their lives away from me

Is my inability from caring?
Knowing the final act of hurt
The final ability to screw others
To give those who truly care
A pain even I haven't done before?

But they would recover
And they could see it was done
Maybe not consciously, but truly
For the best for them
And therefore the best for me.

Is it fear that stops me?
The inability to take the pain
I couldn't inflict on myself
The woman I am,
The quitter, never finishing the Job

So I carry on to conceal the feelings
Trying to do all I can for all
And still I hurt and give pain
Cause confusion wherever I go
That is why I pray to die.

that ones really good...its like what everyone feels inside but is too afraid to admit

yea

i have more but i want to know if you guys wanna see them

i would like to

Darkness
by Nikkie

I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why doesn't someone grab my hand
pull me from darkness's grasp?
because no one knows I stand at the boundary
the boundary between light and dark
so I give in to the thing that holds me
All of the strength and all of the courage
that I once held in my heart
can't save me from the water
So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness
undetected by the occupants of that world
I don't want to fight anymore
I've given into darkness

FrEaK.COM, are you in a cult or somethin'? LOL!

is that suppose to be funny

Those are all good, but do you write about anything more than loneliness, death, knives and suicide? You are a good writer, we just don't want you to hurt yourself

(is that suppose to be funny)

I don't know - you tell me.

yes it is and dont worry i wont hurt my self i hope

-er- Freakie, I was just saying that because of something you told me on a pm... When I told you my age, you asked if I was in a cult... I just found it funny...
I would never want you to be hurt.

oh yea i remember sorry having a bad day that day didn't meen to offend you

Not offended. I promise you. You ok?

no alittle up set today

You can always pm me if you need to talk and if you don't pm me it's ok too. Just make sure you get help if you do need it.

pm you

heres one i wrote a few days ago... i was kinda pissed off wif sumone...sorry bout the lingo... wut can i say?? i was pissed...

A poem (30 march 2004)
youre fu**ed in the head!
thats all i'll say
How can u be so good
to actually f*** my day??
you talked about betrayal
when i was f***in around
i was gonna say sorry
til sumfin i found
you said you aint talkin to my sis
but you dint stick to your promise
now who betrayed who??
well, i guess it was you!
you talk about shits in the poem that you sent
you cant rhyme and spell for shit cuza yer fuken accent!
you wanna see a real poem?
thats why i wrote you one
to tell you to forget me, f*** THIS! we're done!
thank you tho for inspiring me
cuz i was a mhime
now im in the fuken mood
to bloody write and rhyme!
meeting you was a fuken big mistake
talkin to you was a wrong thing that i did fuken make!
im gonna fuken delete msn
and never use the fuken net again
id also delete your numba
and forget you mutha f***a!
now am i hittin below the belt???
f*** this, i think this is how it should be dealt!
i know its insulting and its not fair
but guess wut??!!!! i dont really care!!!
i can be a good friend if i fuken want
but dun f*** wif me cuz i can be a bloody grunt!
you actually said u see me as yer brother
well to me it doesnt really matter!
you actually fuken pissed me off so bad
that ill tell you, i dint care when u were depressed and sad!
remember the thing that i once said????
well im stickin to it, i wont talk to you! you should consider me dead!!!
try to remember this, B**CH!
noone f***s wif me and my sis!
cuz ill knock yer head off
you fuken little leech!
now i realize that you cant be trusted
youre not a good lier
cuz youre fuken busted!!
i dun care if i dun get to talk to you too
i got heapsa friends, so dun even think that i need you!!

Am I missing the point of the General Fiction Area?

uh... i dun fink so..... its the bitter poem thread.. aint it? hehehe

This thread werkx very well hovering above my poem...

a network of screen nerds, sit on a chair. fart a silent fart when you type. no one will hear it. gittin' mean, rabies, a dog with a foamed upper lip. don't bite. buy me a cup of pee, and i'll send you a burrito filled with?????????????????

Err......

*is a little worried by, but very impressed with, Freak.Com*

Freak.com is banned permenantly

mary higgins went to john friggins house
a mile apart with the local bar in the middle
my lip is thursty, wet my dry perched lips,
stop the sun from bakin' them
order a tall glass of jim beam
flip the bottom to the sky, open up, down the gullet
drunk as hell a minute later
stagger the walk, walk the rest. there he is
"heey. baay-bee, whut chhaa doin'"

dumb do the dumb, while young bums drum some song.

translation..dumb people make dumb babies, a curse for future players.

how do you do. what do you do, i have the flu, got one like a guru, send me some green tea. lend me your degree, i have a memorie, so vivid like a pack of hot dogs.

Bitterness courses through your veins,
That deadly smile, always lingering on your pale lips.

Now that blood crawls down your wrist,
Unknown tears begin to fall from your sorrowed eyes.

Darkness plagues your frail soul., unforgiving, neverending.
The evils of this world will always be known to you.

You feel nothing, you see no one.
A freak to this world.

Despair wraps its frozen hands around you,
All you feel is the sting of pain to your heart.

Now all you wish for is a release from the pain.

Im sorry vera but I like the pain.

the pain.the pain of sorrow. super man can't fly no mo. split the atoms, look at my DNA. free to rome when i get down, on the next bus to somewhere. paid in full, look ma, i have the rules. come to me and i'll walk with you.

Some people like their lager,
And Stout goes well with food,
But I much prefer bitter,
It goes well with my mood...

This is mine...n i wrote it about my ex...not my current, gf

If i came to say "I've gotta go away",
would you ask me to stay?
I know you wanna say here, but you can't-I gotta send you away...
now its too late...
The closer you get pushes us farther apart,
Cuz lovin you is tearin away at my heart.
I wanna be with you 24/7,
Because when we're together I know I'm in heaven,
but when you're away I start to break inside,
because I start to long for that look in your eyes,
the look that tells me you love me too,
but I've made the mistake leavin it all up to you,
I showed you my soul, but you never revealed yours,
and now I'm lyin broken on the floor.
I can't stand how much I love you,
but now I see that no matter what I do,
there's gonna be somethin missin' for me,
So I'm gonna end this and set myself free.
The torment that has built up now begins to subside,
and I'm whole again, without you by my side...