You raped my heart and soul.
You made the pain I feel so whole.
That knife dugg into my chest,
left a scar that I can't suppress.
The pain and agony.
The blood and misery.
I hate how you just kept laughing,
as those stupid people kept on bashing.
I'm sick of this bullshit,
you made me a monster and I can't quit.
Another massacre in your name,
it could of been avoided if you just stopped the pain.
You kept fucking with my heart,
your silly games tore me apart.
I will slash and shoot till you fall,
I will bash and kill fuck you all.
I can't stand this shit that you all caused,
the reason for the bloodshed was my "flaws".
Why you ask me, as your kneeling on the floor bleeding from your head.
All I have is one response, "Fuck you, now your all dead!"
Fuck this shitty place,
Fuck this world and fuck your face.
I hate your life and now mine to,
you raped my heart so I raped you.
Fuck your stupid lies,
fuck all those "better" guys.
The world isn't ready for me?
Then it's time to plan your agony.
A contest entry
- Time for a Massacre by hobo-candy.
300 points, ended June 23, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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eery...i like it its so raw with emotion and its very well written good flow didn't seem like you struggled and its very sincere...i like the like you raped my heart so i raped you...its very strong and very wrong and i think you got it on the dot...very well done...adam
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very very powerful...welcome to the finals
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People have already told me that I should get personal help because of this poem being so angry.
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This was really graphic, raw emotions. I hope this didnt happen to you but i figure it did.
This is truth and i challenge teens and adults alike to take the time to be kind to at least one person who feels this way. I went through abuse so i can relate, think i didnt want to harm ...well there were times i wanted to end it all, but it just made me stronger inside when i turned my life around by asking why they did what they did? I know now the reasons...not an excuse but they were the weak ones not me!
Goodluck,
~Lisa~
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