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[sid] => 20880
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => my Ugly
[time] => 2003-07-24 06:05:00
[hometext] => a rant. meant to be read, or rather, spoken, at a fast pace. the hatred and anger just keeping getting deeper. and at their root, is my Ugly.
[bodytext] => i sit and scream in my Ugly place and tear strips of flesh off my Ugly face inside of my Ugly place i think of Ugly things to do others say Ugly things of me but there's Ugliness inside them too i sit inside my Ugly head and whisper Ugly things to myself i punch myself in the face oh god, i think i need some help i'm like a child trying to be a good i try to do the things that i know i should but the Ugliness inside is growing try to hide it, but it's still showing i can't change what i know i am and i can't fight the urge to stab faces & throats & backs & hearts just wanna tear their worlds apart they're Ugly too, but they can't see that, inside they're monsters, just like me they hide it well, they've hid it for years their Ugly doesn't eat their fears like mine does for me, a penitentiary holds no special fear for me so i keep stabbing, might as well what's the difference between this life and a cell i'll be imprisoned either way sentenced to life or just day-to-day my Ugly has become my obsession it helps to distract from depression it tells me to scar all things "pretty" so that they'll be Ugly, just like me my Ugly tells me what to do and, one day, your Ugly will tell you too that, as of now, there's Nothing Left so stab your ***** self to death [comments] => 3 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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