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Life on the Sidewalk (with superfluous vulgarisms) (Sonnet) by ?-Dave_Mysterious-?

Life hurts, Son, My mother advised me, In between puffs on her crack pipe, Life really fucking hurts. I thought my girlfriend understood me, But shit no! She was just another fucking ho, Vending cunt down some scum-ridden bar. In sex there's no fulfilment, The stinking beads of sweat, Running down my erect cock, Provide no anaesthesia. This city is like a weeping sore, It eats away at my very sole, Day after fucking day, Relentless despair is my burden. Last year, my best bud was mown down, In a pointless fucking drive-by, I held up a liquor store to get even, Shit, that's just the way things are around here. I guide the needle in, For a while it will numb my senses, Leaving me oblivious to the torment, Of my shitty everyday life. Fuck it! No one sees the pain inside.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 7-Oct-03/3:54 PM
My childhood was far from idyllic, yet there is nothing wrong with my IQ - it's just a shade under 98 which is well within the normal range. I've worked hard despite the hardships I've faced, and I'm proud of the fact that while my upbringing may have been materially underprivileged, at least I had intellect and could entertain myself with my own creative thoughts and emotions. 113, you say? I had no idea you were so gifted. I look forward to more of your poetry.




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