Poetry for Emos

Hey utes guys!  Howdeybehangin?  This is a very quick little cut and paste job here.  A few months back, one of my friends had several males continuously posting romantic messages in her comments on her Myspace profile and was looking for a way to make them stop. In response, I wrote a brief depressed-emo poem for her to post on these guys’ pages to make her look like a complete walking shitbomb in hopes that they would never want to talk to her again after reading it.  

 

I should first warn you that it is highly offensive.

 

Here it is, I call it:

 

The Cruel, Foul Hatred of Love

 

 

The razorblade cutting through my skin

 

darkness, blackness all around me

 

What difference would it make if I left this world?

 

There would still be bunnies, there would still be squirrels

 

I am insignificant,

 

an insignificant nothing taking up space from meaningful things

 

If I were to die, trees would still grow

 

Rain would still be rain, snow would still be snow

 

My life matters not

 

But what is the true solution, what can I conclude, what meaning can I derive?

 

SUICIDE

 

Quick, painful, agonizing, beautiful suicide

 

I cannot escape, from it I can’t hide

 

Come with me my darling, the gods have written our script

 

As we join hands in faith, and embrace the calming darkness of the crypt

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