Poetry...
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Mine and anyone else who wants to see their stuff here.

Umm don't take this stuff as a good represenative of what I am 24/7. Usually I'm giddy, but I can only write good poetry when I'm sad. Dunno why.


Richie again...

Heh the full-sized version of what's in the banner on the homepage. His songs inspire me, so he needs a spot on my poetry page. Plus he's gorgeous in my opinion, lol. Here's a really good song by his band The Manic Street Preachers...

Roses in the hospital
Stub cigarettes out on my arm
Roses in the hospital
Want to feel something of value
Roses in the hospital
Nothing really makes me happy
Roses in the hospital
Heroin is just too trendy

Roses in the hospital
Try to pull my finger nails out
Roses in the hospital
I want to cling to something soft
Roses in the hospital
Progressing like a constant war
Roses in the hospital
There's no one to feel ashamed for

 

Untitled by Ana C

Bleed me dry like the broken fucker I've become because I don't want to see the light of another day
Daylight dries up my spirit with the noise that follows it
One broad vein in a blue sky
The sky stares down at me, stanching its wounds like I never would
With the cotton of the clouds
Let me scream and cry because I didn't start out wanting to die
Revolver's too cold I don't want the last thing I see to be black
I'd say we've all had enough of that
If the noose strangles me then it'd be too reminiscent of the choking by a society that never wanted me
I want my last vision beautiful with pools of blood filling up the emptiness of my soul