Decadence Posted July 6, 2003 Author Share Posted July 6, 2003 i think they do put cause of death... i dont remember... last time i saw a grave up close was 3rd grade at the funeral of my grandfather so i had tears in my eyes it was a little hard to see. any ways you should go near em and when people say that say yes i am and i will send my minions after you. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 Hehee, they might get scard and run away. And the thing about the grave stone...not to good. My will really say "suicide" in the place where it would say death. I can see it now, "Cause of death: Suicicde by brusting presser point in neck." My brothers will be dancing on my grave. Heee...I'll come out and rise from the death along with some minions. ^^ Now that'd be funny! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 6, 2003 Author Share Posted July 6, 2003 title: mind of the depressed why do you people always think im sad or hurt or theres something wrong with me? well you were right i am normaly like that but you wouldnt understand why so i say im not and you buy it my callusness my unwillyingness to let people get close to me why is it the ones i let in close to me always end up useing me? so i push the good ones away the ones who most likely care i am so pathetic i am nothing worthless, unworthy of the slightest hint of kindness, every ones better then me why.... why do i think such things... maybe cause i had that messege beat into my skull for three years strait by the kids in my class? yes that must be it i knbow its a lie but i still beleave it... WHY? why cant i ever stop beleaving lies whent he truth is staring at me... it is true i am pathetic.. worthless, a waste of space. nothing more nothing less....i hate my self. pure loathing for myself and others. why do i act like this? why can i not accept the help of others because i must relie on my self or i will get hurt... just like always when i open my self to others every ones alike... they all hate me or use me so whats the point i may as well end it i dounbt any one would miss me except the ones using me... but that would be one less person they could use to get stuff. why do people treat me like im worthless i must be because i am or they wouldnt... maybe the kids in my class were right.. please some one end this life... i am a coward to scared to do it my self. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 I like it, it's great. I'm sure more then half the people at the whole OB can relate to it. Or they should...I can. But that's probly why I like it.^^ Always getting hurt when ever some one gets too close, or just being used like a door mat. Those people who use other just piss me off. No one should use other people yet they do, those kind of people are evil. Anyways back on topic, I love the poem. Keep up the good work! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 6, 2003 Author Share Posted July 6, 2003 a vortex of pain the remenents of a bloody whirlpool from where you cut me wide open please just come back id forgive you i dont care people make mistakes i refuse to beleave thatyou did that on purpose so please come back to me fine leave and never come back... i mean never SO STAY AWAY FROM ME FOR-EVER. please... pah... pah.. pah... please just g...go away. please leave me alone i just want to die go i dont want you to seem me let my life just run out of my wounds. so go this is not for you to see. LEAVE! i said LEAVE! now go away... just please go i still care for you... you dont deserve to see this you you cant save me now i wish i had waited but i was hurt that day so please leave you shouldnt have to see this just go... or stay if you want to see me die but just know this i will be happy the last thing i saw was you good... good bye Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 6, 2003 Author Share Posted July 6, 2003 i see you there blood pooling around you tears start to run down my face and fall like rain blood smears the ground cooling the parched ground you seem so peaceful there on the ground blood running out of you i cry tears mixed with blood the blood of my past of my sins of my love so it ends like this it seems this is not fair but oh well a man falls down his body racked with sobs he ends up laying there for ever so this is truely how it ends.... how sad... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 Hee, it's great. The person can't save them because they didn't understand. And the stumbling, and the way it was worte it's great. ^^ I like it, sounds great like it was a part of a story turned into a poem or parts of some one's life. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 6, 2003 Author Share Posted July 6, 2003 which one the one on page 8 or 9? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 The last one on page 8. I'm commenting on the one for page 9 now. I like this one too. ^^ Mixed of blood and tears. Having it end with the prached ground feeding off blood. Well not really feeding but Ithink you know hat I mean. I like the last one it's kinda like a twist with ending "how sad..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 time passes slowly though the tears run fast i see your body fall your slife and soul gone from it a useless shell now it hits the ground with a sickening thud tears mix with rain as though trying to wash away the pain ive just seen they wont that image was just burned into me my heart my mind my soul the very core of my being so i stay there looking at that body that just gave its life up for me what were you thinking i ask your life was more important then mine why why did you give it for me? please come back dont leave please please come back DONT LEAVE i get up and walk away from life where is your god he couldnt even protect one person and then took her from me... how can you say your god is merciful? my life has been like going through hell on earth and if this is a punishment i dont know my sin so i walk away from life all of this is a lie to me no reason to play along so i leave. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 Very good! *clapps* I like it, the concept in it is great. A merciful god...god...I won't go into that right now but it's great in your poem. Having a mercifu god, but that god isn't really merciful. Only to the ones that it had confounded in side for them to prise it. This poem is great. Tears flow quily but time gose slow, that's one of my favorite parts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 ok thanks ~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~ diffrent shades of night all distinguishable by my eyes you see the pain fall around you in waves but you seem to enjoy it. thinking the night a cover for your perverted pleasures. you bathe in the blood shead. blood lust washes over your eyes the pain falls in cresent waves from your sword so some one ends it all with thier own sword into your back Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 o_O Pain falling in waves...reminds me of a masicure (sp)...Anyways I like. ^^ The different shades of night being used for waves of pain. Blood and lust cover the true view of there surronding. Hee..it's great.^^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 um sure.... i just wrote it i wasnt trying to convay anything... in this poem the messege is in the eye of the reader... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 Well...um...then that's my veiw point....hmm...I have weird view points compared to every one else, I should be locked away....Hey! that proves I really am crazy. That's not a good thing, is it? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 i heard once if you think your crazy you arnt so i doubt you are. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 When did you hear that from? Plus almost ever one I know says I'm crazy, and people tend to avoide me because a rumor got out.The rumor was I wanted to take over the world for my birth day. Are you sure that dosen't make me crazy? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 no i think the world or at least emerica (spelled wrong on purpose) would be a better place if you did. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 I still think I'm crazy, and by the way hope the [Sarcasm] qoutes chatch on. It'd be fun to see every one useing them. And I think I kinda want to take over the world. Um...remind me please...how did I take us from a poem to taking about being crazy? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 cuz you said that your point of veiw was crazy cuz i said my poems messege was by who ever read. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 Oh yeah...I need to try to remember more about these things. So it was because of point of veiw...ok, I remember now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 um right now ive lost all my creativity '-.- Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 Hmm...I see. Try thinking about something that you like or that inspieres(sp) you. If you think or do something you like you might get your creativity back. That or go listen to muisc, but if that dosen't work try listing to heavey metal, hard rock, or punk. That always works for me. ^^;; I have bad tast in music Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 7, 2003 Author Share Posted July 7, 2003 hey i resent that thats the stuff i listen too... whats (sp) meen? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 I usally get in trouble cause ever one I know says it's too loud, they compane about going deph and needing hering ads...any ways 'sp' means: spelt wrong, not sure on how to spell, can't spell at all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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