blood guts and other shiz

Poem by: boondocksaints

Tags

Summary

blah... Sorry bout format. Pause at periods. Flows best said fast. Release sum aggresion. I did.

Content

Submitted: December 27, 2011

A A A | A A A

Content

Submitted: December 27, 2011

A A A

A A A


yes. Im bleeding. Barely breathing. Not seeing. Just beliveing. Hate this feeling. Against the ceiling. Sides enclosing. Losing my willing. Start some killing. Just to feel thrilling. All this time wheeling. And then dealing. Cards that are lying. While the players are dying. A new born baby crying. Addicted to crack yea relying. Mother fucked up by fucking. Entire poem just a bunch of ings. But im pretending. The words have meaning. That they're something. Not just nothing. Want them to be everything. Filled with loving. And even hating. Some cutting. Then stabbing. Yea shooting. Maybe slicing. Lots of bleeding.


© Copyright 2016 boondocksaints. All rights reserved.

blood guts and other shiz blood guts and other shiz

Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

Houses:

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

Houses:

Tags

Summary

blah... Sorry bout format. Pause at periods. Flows best said fast. Release sum aggresion. I did.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

Add picture

Paste the link to picture in the entry below:

— or —

Drag a picture from your file manager into this box,
or click to select.

Add video

Paste the link to Youtube video in the following entry:

Existing Comments:
Bad selection

Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node.

(example of bad selection): This is bold text and this is normal text.
(example of good selection): This is bold text and this is normal text.
Bad selection

An annotation cannot contain another annotation.

Anonymous
Really delete this comment?
Anonymous
Really delete this comment?

There was an error uploading your file.


    
Anonymous