ITT: Write some EMO poems

[water]

myspace is down, I cannot update
I cannot update, myspace is down
How will I promote my message of hate to the world, if myspace is down
Curse myspace for being down
I wish Hitler were here, he would understand me, and be my companion
Together we would conquer the world, because myspace is down
myspace is down, I cannot update

 

[Mean Mr. Mustard]

Teacher is a bitch
Parents ignore me too much
Die Die Die Die Die

 

[simple]

I dyed my hair black
Soon I will cut my arm up
I have to go now

 

[Pandora]

Dark
in the dark
alone
I weep

 

[JAXvillain]

she didn't call me back
my soul is flooded with blood
the blood of my tears

 

[Pandora]

I'm an orange
she's an apple
we cannot be
I die alone

 

[JAXvillain]

weep and cut for days
lack of blood leads to malaise
why did my fish die?

edit:whoops, screwed up the last verse...oh well

 

[JAXvillain]

I'm an orange
she's an apple
we cannot be
I die alone

those aren't haikus there little lady

 

[Sp`ange]

cutting.
stabbing.
the pain makes it hurt less.
quit making fun of me.
the makeup hides my scorn


haiku time.

I loath myself now
beating my head on the wall
dreaming more, crying

 

[Syrup Beaver]

I'm a suburban kid living in a nice house
With two great parents who provide for me
My school is one of the best
With teachers that care
My friends are all responsible
And very supportive
It's time to cut my throat with a shiv

 

[water]

Running through the woods, it is raining, the rain is my tears.
Windows sucks, it's insecure, I do not use it.
I use Loonix, I must keep my poems and mp3s safe, and Windows is insecure.
I drive a Ford Escort, my exhaust is loud, and my car is fast.
I smoke Corvettes in my Escort, true story.
Someday I will write a computer virus and shut down the world.
They will share my despair.
Death to Smoochy.

 

[Sp`ange]

Running through the woods, it is raining, the rain is my tears.
Windows sucks, it's insecure, I do not use it.
I use Loonix, I must keep my poems and mp3s safe, and Windows is insecure.
I drive a Ford Escort, my exhaust is loud, and my car is fast.
I smoke Corvettes in my Escort, true story.
Someday I will write a computer virus and shut down the world.
They will share my despair.
Death to Smoochy.

ummm.. aren't you supposed to write an emo poem and not a personal essay?

 

[water]

ummm.. aren't you supposed to write an emo poem and not a personal essay?

You leave my Escort out of this you bastard!

 

[Mean Mr. Mustard]

My poo tore my ass
I held it in for two weeks
Never poo again

 

[Mean Mr. Mustard]

Poo on the celing
Poo on all the walls within
Outside on door knob

 

[simple]

I'm a suburban kid living in a nice house
With two great parents who provide for me
My school is one of the best
With teachers that care
My friends are all responsible
And very supportive
It's time to cut my throat with a shiv

u win the prize!

 

[Bubbles]

I'm so emo I can't even write about it.
If I try to express, I might cry about it.
And though I'm still down,
I went into town,
And bought a garden hose so I may lie about it.

 

[simple]

Fuck you [ADMIN EDIT]
I'm gonna bash your fucking head in like Vogel in Mordum
Where's my fucking hammer at?
Wake the fuck up you junkie
Smash smash smash
Do you know how hard clothing is to cut through?

 

[Sarcasmo]

My pulsing veins cry out in anger
Do you not see me?
Can you not feel me?
My halo is tarnished and rusty
From the tears of my forsaken trust
I am a pen with a nib dipped not in ink
But in life's blood

*spotlight - crying solo; drummer pees on me*

 

[Onnotangu]

FOR YOOUUUUUUUUUU
*cuts wrists*