Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
||||
Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 10-June 22:07:55 AEST | ||
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 24023
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Self-Surgry
[time] => 2003-09-28 23:05:00
[hometext] => The price of life is too high, Self-Surgry is the way to go.
[bodytext] => A world gripped in fear, drowing in their own tears, Blow by blow, nightmares expload, Your darkest desire burns like wild fire, The afterbrith of life, reincarnated into night, Swallow a bottle of pills even when I'm not ill, Watch my lungs engulf another breathe while I cut open my own chest, Do open heart surgry, playing tick tack toe with my arteries, Watch the blood shoot, making a mess of my living room, I got a tumer in my brain, cut open my skull, take a picture and put it in a frame, Who needs anesthetic, cut off my legs give me prosthetic, Remove my own eye and give me a glass ball, now I can play mables down the hall, Replace my spine, give me a rubber one that will be fine, They say an apple a day keeps the docter away, Will I guess I won't eat, I want him to come, look see what I've done, Look I'm a science project, what's that's nitrogen, let me inject, Whoa that's pretty cold, if you tap my bones they will expload, Self-surgry is the way to go, maybe I'll become a docter that's my goal, Sitting in a wheel chair, I'm about to roll down ten flights of stairs, This ought to be fun, give me that catheter so I could stab someone, Prices are cheap, here inhale this and go to sleep. Heart & Soul Kane [comments] => 3 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Kane [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
|