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Brittany.geezeShow poetry

Okay before you start reading all the blabber in the rest of my profile I need to do a shot out to Marcus love ya!

Name: Brittany
Nickname: britty

My school is Oakland University [freshman!]
My major is social work!
My fav colors [together] are black&white, black&green, and black&pink.
My fav colors [general] are HOT pink, and BRIGHT green, and black.
So... as you can see my main color is black!

Some of my out of control obsessions are:

Smoking Cigarettes
Being Bitchy
Writing Stupid Fan Fictions [That Are Retarded And She Knows Are Retarded And Yet She Continues To Write]

Some of my semi-under control obsessions are:

Using my 'Cherry Chapstick'
Drinking Propel (Kiwi-Strawberry or Lemon)
Drinking Monster (regular or Assault)
Smoking Mary-Jane
Drinking Alcohol

I did have an account prior to the one that you are viewing right now. But for some reason I decided to quit using it in order to make a new one, but my old one has LOADS of poems on it so if you want to check out my [better] old stuff then Click Here

AP Family:
FUCKING AMAZING Son: Marcus
Crazy Concert Buddy: xXxIceQueenxXx

Cool 'Anti-Scene' Poems:

I Could
By: xXxIceQueenxXx

I could say that I would bleed for you, but that’s all so overrated.
I could tell anyone exactly what I thought of them and be unanimously hated.
I could let this animosity build and build until it grew to complicated.
I could say that I’m not crazy but then I wouldn’t need to be sedated.

I could terrorize your pleasant thoughts with the darkest dreams within my head.
I could cut and cut and cut again just until you see how much I’ve bled.
I could scream and scream then entertain myself in the memories I dread.
I could completely loose control and let you creep inside my bed.

I could say that I’m too hardcore to try and fit into any scene.
I could bottle up emotions, blow em out, you say I’m mean.
I could keep my mouth shut, but you’re a slut bitch, I’m the queen.
I could curse because I don’t give a fuck, or I could keep it clean.

I could tell you I’ll just be myself but then I know you’d say I’m lyin.
I could convince you that I speak the truth, but then again, where’s use in tryin?
I could be damned for all eternity speaking my mind and wind up cryin.
I could tell you I’ve never made a mistake but hypocrisy I’d be denyin.

I could say this world is perfect but it’s got oh so far to go.
I could tell you my life’s gone way to fast but it’s going way to slow.
I could infatuate your senses; make you love me, all for show.
I could act like nothing phased me, but when it did you’d never know.

I could say this would change you, but in truth, it really won’t.

How Scene Can We Be Without Losing Our Minds
By: This one was done by me, on my old account

I’m in a scene where clothes come first
I’m in a scene where a piercing can define who you are
I’m in a scene where grades and looks put you on top and those on the bottom will never make it
I’m in a scene where anyone who wears black is goth
I’m in a scene where loners are infected with a social disease
I’m in a scene where preppie’s rule the world
I’m in a scene where love is just a game
I’m in a scene where death is the next cool thing
I’m in a scene where personality comes last
I’m in a scene and I want out

MY FAVORITE SONG RIGHT NOW!!!

The Used
"Noise && Kisses"

look in my eyes
I'm jaded now whatever that means
by sharing these things,
I rip my heart out.
it's worth my time,
whatever that means...so
hard to see up,
my neck feels stiff until I wake up.
the orange i choked
and back to my neck
it's worth my time
whatever that means...so

Share with me
Cause I need it right now
Let me see your insides
Or write me off
Cause I'd rather STARVE now
If you won't open up

Give it to me
Give me all...Whatever you want
It's never been me
To want this much from you
I can see
Yeah...

Share with me
Cause I need it right now
Let me see your insides
Or write me off
Cause I'd rather STARVE now
If you won't open up
You won't open up

(tears me up!)
(tears me up!)
(tears me up!)
(tears me up!)

Look in my eyes
I'm jaded now, whatever that means.
By sharing these things
I rip my heart out
It's worth my time
whatever that means...so

Share with me
Cause I need it right now
Let me see your insides
Or write me off
Cause I'd rather STARVE now
If you won't open up

Share with me
Cause I need it right now
Let me see your insides
Or write me off
Cause I'd rather STARVE now
If you won't open up.
You won't open up; (It tears me up)

Poems I'm focused on

  • I wish I could sing like Kurt did
    promise that I wouldn't break like him
    20 lines, 7 comments, August 22, 2008
  • Nights spent alone
    (Im so alone)
    17 lines, 10 comments, February 15, 2008
  • 18 years seems so long
    Makes it even longer when you never listen
    15 lines, 3 comments, February 7, 2008
  • 47 lines, 5 comments, February 6, 2008
  • Everytime I hear your voice, My body shivers in excitement
    10 lines, 2 comments, January 31, 2008
  • The darkness swallows me up
    I'm turning on switches,
    18 lines, 18 comments, November 1, 2007

Active Contests

  • What i want done for this contest is simple, write a poem based on one of the themes. If you want to enter this contest but have a different idea then just leave a comment and i'll add it to the theme category. [no
    700 points, ended November 8, 16 entries In Personal
  • Enter your best work. It can be anything, a pre-write or a brand new piece of work. Any type of poetry is accepted. (-:
    400 points, ended October 30, 20 entries

My Poetry

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My Stories

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  • You're breath catches in your throat when you see him.1
    950 lines, 7 comments, December 3, 2008. In 600-2000 words
  • Rachelle LeAnne Gibbons is an 18 year old who moved in with her friend Paul Thomas after her parents died in a car crash. She grew up in a small town in Michigan, and met Paul through a friend of her parents. When Rachelle to
    66 lines, December 3, 2008. In <600 words
  • Okay so I was getting ready to write something but I totally lost my muse... I'll try again later.
    16 lines, 2 comments, November 20, 2008. In

Guest Book

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  • xXxIceQueenxXx on June 14
    right back at ya!
  • speakno3vil on November 6, 2008
    i spanked the monkey to death
  • Marcus. on October 5, 2008
    yea?
    i missed talking to you too
    but im still in loooove with monster
    the addiction is kinda scaring me actually
    lol
  • Marcus. on October 4, 2008
    dude im like addicted to monster its crazy

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