Ooookay...

[Sleen&Jaynit]

I know I've been one of the local spammers here lately, but I can't resist. I love writing poetry - even if it's in a twisted, odd, perverted place such as this. *snickers*

Blackness is You

Something is creeping up on me,
I don't know what it is,
So I sit in the rain and squint my eyes,
Hoping to finally see it.

I think about myself.
I long for something, someone to be there.
But is it real,
Or is it my imagination?

Suddenly it is gone,
As if it were never there,
The string I hang from is breaking,
And I pray for it to end.

Then I hear you coming.
My blood pumps fast.
But you come with scissors,
And then my lifestring's gone.

As I fall I think of you.
And how much I hate you.
You are nothing to me but
An empty thought lost, put away.

I hope you die, I hope you suffer,
As you look for another soul to kill.
For my heart was never yours.
And your friendship was a lie.

I fall into nothing,
Waiting to die.
It never really happens, but
I hope you hear my endless screams.

May they burden you forever.
"Friend" lost, nothing but
A broken memory.
I hope you die inside yourself.

And hope you melt away.

 

[Angeline]

I know I've been one of the local spammers here lately, but I can't resist. I love writing poetry - even if it's in a twisted, odd, perverted place such as this. *snickers*

Blackness is You

Something is creeping up on me,
I don't know what it is,
So I sit in the rain and squint my eyes,
Hoping to finally see it.

I think about myself.
I long for something, someone to be there.
But is it real,
Or is it my imagination?

Suddenly it is gone,
As if it were never there,
The string I hang from is breaking,
And I pray for it to end.

Then I hear you coming.
My blood pumps fast.
But you come with scissors,
And then my lifestring's gone.

As I fall I think of you.
And how much I hate you.
You are nothing to me but
An empty thought lost, put away.

I hope you die, I hope you suffer,
As you look for another soul to kill.
For my heart was never yours.
And your friendship was a lie.

I fall into nothing,
Waiting to die.
It never really happens, but
I hope you hear my endless screams.

May they burden you forever.
"Friend" lost, nothing but
A broken memory.
I hope you die inside yourself.

And hope you melt away.

I don't know about spam, but i think your poem is good. It's terse, has a quirky restrained passion that I like.

 

[Sleen&Jaynit]

Aww, thanks! *grins* Just had some shitty-shit happen in my life, and there it was. The poetry form.

 

[WickedEve]

I've removed a lot of spam in the last few weeks. Some of it may have been yours. So, shame on you. Oh, the poem... Great first strophe. It really pulls you in like a good mystery.

 

[Sleen&Jaynit]

Thankies! Hehe, I've only spammed a couple of times in the past few days, so it wasn't me. *grins* It was probably my friend who gave me the link to this site. But... it's nothing personal. Just enjoy acting like an idiot now and then to calm my nerves. I don't usually spam - just when I'm really stressed, need a good laugh, and someone gives me some off-the-wall link, I will do it. But it's never anything personal or serious and I always get bored of it after a while.