i slit my wrists
my blood squirts out in mists
my father curls his fists
hes had too much to drink
he whips out his dink
he doesnt even have to think
hes already shuved his dink into my sisters pink
she screams and i go and hit my dad
he swears and gets extremely mad
he beats my face in until its flat
his fist crushes my skull because its fat
my face is now like a bloody mat
why is my life like this
i want it to end
now,,,,

bad poem but i hope its fictional

if youre having any real problems and want to talk you can pm me im always down for chatting, ive had friends in situations similar to yours and would hate to see you or anyone else hurt themselves despite all of the pain youre already putting up with

thnx for th eoffer lol but i was just bored and tried to write the most depressing thing i cud

-111 on a scale from 1-10

The Bishop of Central Japan
Used to bugger himself with a fan.
When taxed with his acts
He said, "It contracts
And expands rather more than a man!"

This post was edited by ionit on Mar 23 2009 02:35pm

-_- lol.

I've attempted some bad poetry before, but you took the cake. Congratulations :D

Here's one of mine:

Jazzed up


My opinion?
I don' think he's too jazzed

We are given the freedom to do what we wish
so that we can find new ways to help people

We are given emotions
so that we can sympathize with the pains of others

We are given bodies with arms and legs
so that we can work together

We're all just a bunch of brats
and before we know it
it'll be too late

"i must be emo"

lol'd

lol, obviously a satire of emo culture, was funny