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70 Percent Feb 2018
Red blood boils as it turns in dread.
Most would expire at the sight of its head
It's ripping though the walls of flesh, bones, sinew and skin,
well wouldja look at this predicament I have put myself in.
It's sheer force is all the too frustrating,
Perhaps it's the wrong thing we've all been concentrating
To conspire with the beast is an awful grave sin,
but maybe, just this time, for once i'll win.
70 Percent Feb 2018
She looked at him, her tears full of eyes.
"I'm sorry... your mother passed gas.
70 Percent Jan 2018
Black lye, little black lye
Don't ever let it get into your eyes.
it will sting and it'll make you go blind
So don't go washing your eyes, your eyes
with that black, black lye


Black pi, little black pi
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no more black, black pi
fly
70 Percent Nov 2021
To this I always turn
At unconquerable lows and artificial highs
I have embarrassed myself far too many times
In plain English they plead
What is English but an arbitrary set of sounds
A reminder of nothing
We are but cattle
Uneducated and dull
70 Percent Feb 2018
Can you understand?
The language I speak
seems to be bleak.
It's avoidant screeches harm my ears,
as they often do to your own.
70 Percent Feb 2018
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70 Percent Apr 2022
They make a mockery of the beauty of life
Poison to pleasure, vice to virtue.
In godless strife we are made to wander
The more used the taste, the lust for ***
The weaker the sensation becomes
Punishment for overindulgence in pleasure
Delirium tremins, venereal disease
Pleasure is a feedback, not a goal it seems.
70 Percent Feb 2018
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Find the sentence!
70 Percent May 2021
mindless wonder
as I decide to ponder
how my legs feel like rubber
and my mind starts to falter
perhaps this is my altar
these contusions and punctures of mine
this disease that I worship
these bones I have broken
70 Percent Feb 2018
Heavy boy
limping down
Broken ankles
shattered frown
wants a house
wants a wife
even if
she ruins his life
he chuckles then
realizing that
nothing was worse
then his bulging fat
fat from hate
fat from sins
fat from hating
the things he was given
nothing was worse
then what he was he thought
till one day he met her,
that one ungrateful thot
she really hated him
she hated him a lot
not '*** he was ugly
not '*** he was soft
she really hated him
'*** his skin was falling off
lala de, sitting on a dock
along came a bumble bee and stung him in the
70 Percent Nov 2021
Is this a pursuit of the mind or a pursuit of the soul
The dichotomy becomes more clear as maturity takes hold
One Is eternal, one is terminal
Held back in the temple of a sweat drenched ape
Of what temple is my corpse
Of what god so boldly speaks
This temple of mine is nothing but a grave
A fester *** of ill intent and unhealthy impulsivity
My sentence structure has degraded along with my health
70 Percent Feb 2018
I'm dumb to think
that the snake in the sink
was my lifeline.
Drag me to shame
I'm the one to blame
'Cause I ate the peanut butter and didn't share
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70 Percent Feb 2018
(can be read forwards and backwards line by line)
When you adjusted
It was almost sad
discomforting
your body feels
when your bones are crushed
I kinda stole someones idea because it was really neat
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2359474/a-backwards-******-reversible-poem/
Its not nearly as good though
70 Percent Feb 2018
Ow my legs are going numb.
Internal hemorrhage got me Gooooood this time.
Help I'm dying from blood loss.
I walked into a train yesterday.
It's name was joe and it had AIDS.
I was high on elmers glue.
N;ow im high on Rosetta stone.
Does that make me a Rosetta stoner?
drugs blood war guns depression sacred safespace
70 Percent Feb 2018
let's drink tonight
Lets drink all night
Drink ourselves blind
Drink till we die
drown our livers out.
Respiratory distress we will put ourselves in
Drink our sorrows out
Bring new sorrows in
Drink more
Drink more
Ok thats enought go homew your dri nked enought
70 Percent Jan 2018
Isn't it boring?
Multiple failures
((((:
70 Percent Apr 2018
My legs.
Are made of rubber.
Rubber dapper towel wrapper.
Sapper,
and a trapper,
find a rabbit.
Its a meal,
and its a deal,
only 21 dollars
70 Percent Apr 2022
Stare at the wall
My head falls back
My mind goes blank
My mind goes black
My body goes limp
My ***** gets wet
70 Percent Feb 2018
Water licks our toes,
laps at our feet
we wish to swim far away,
but always close, we stay.


Forest trees thicken, their branches entangle.
Fibrous bark and branches snap.
Falling apart and falling within,
illusion of paradise starts to break in,
crushing a child in her nap.


Freezing cold, the mountain tops.
People start to take their stops.
If you don't have a backup, you'll freeze.

The cold comfortably crushes your bones and skin
Turning digits black and limbs quite thin.
An illusion of comfort at the bells of your funeral
70 Percent Feb 2018
Why are all of these poems, published on this site, either about *** or depression?
I mean, that's generally what sites like this are for, but come on.
Write something fun.
70 Percent Jan 2018
Look at all that pretty, pretty red,
the sky screams as a red circle falls out.
Blue light bathes all our dread
as we sow our seams of doubt.
So how does her dowry now fall from its place?
Perhaps it's the shine of red that glows on her face,
The botulistic mold that grows on my sandwich.
It's now in my hair.
(((((((((((((((((((((:
70 Percent Feb 2018
if tonight
I fall into eternal sleep
god please save me
take me away
take me to the place you dwell
This lenten fast
lasts
alas
prahaps
tommorow
Ends at last
70 Percent Feb 2018
Sodium deposits in my legs.
Why do my pills look like eggs?
All of my clothes turned into rags.
Watch me as my elbow sags.
My life has fallen to the drags.
look at that beautiful old hag.
This is a beautiful place.
Я хочу деньги
Sodium deposits in my leh=gs
Я хочу деньги
70 Percent Feb 2018
How many thumbs down can I get?
How many thumbs down can I get?
Thumbs up are too good for me,
I don't deserve them as you can see
So how many Thumbs down can I get?
70 Percent Jan 2018
Flying far from future grace,
incoherent nonsense is my ace.
so I said heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, whats goin on?
70 Percent Feb 2018
I'm so white, my existence is a sin.
Drop me in the snow and you will never find me.
Yes, I'm so white you can see me from a mile away,
so white just standing in a room is offensive.
A hundred fathoms is as close I can get
before my white privilege shines trough.
I'm so white you'd want to crucify me,
I'm a snowflake in a desert, so offensive I melt away.
How about you take a gun, and you shoot me,
so you don't have to deal with my Aryan skin.

— The End —