Well they encourage your complete cooperation Send you roses when they think you need to smile I can't control myself because I don't know how, And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough So give them blood, blood, blood Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood A celebrated man amongst the gurneys They can fix me proper with a bit of luck The doctors and the nurses they adore me so, But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful **** (oh thank you) I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff, I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough I gave you blood, blood, blood, I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love
Don't you know how some of us feel sometimes? Don't you know what some of us do to ourselves sometimes? No, you don't know, nor would you care Some of cut, cry, try to **** or all three and more to ourselves But even if you knew you would just say aloud or flaws, Criticize our looks, Or beat us to the ground... Because that's what the world thinks of people like me They scoff in disgust of our loves and sexualities They beat us till we suffer from LIVING The one thing they WON'T do is,
E N D O U R S U F F E R I N G
"Just leave the goth chic in the back alone." "I'm. Not. Goth." "Whatever you re your a FREAK! A ******!" Then kicks me till I'm on the ground.
All because I just think dying is better, I like black, and I sing MCR and Panic!
To you I am grateful Unwavering and graceful You have been my support You alone hold my heart By my side and never gone Through all I have said and done Unequalled in idolatry My rapture, nirvana, and ecstasy “You’re not in this alone” You blare through headphones “Follow your bliss” The one I never have to miss “Burns a hole through everyone Who feels it” never alone O Music I thank you
His pale face always reminded her of the coldness that came with death. Her cold words always reminded him of the paleness of the world. As she danced a final dance in that striking charcoal dress. She sang herself to sleep. ‘So long and goodnight, so long and goodnight’. The emotion he conveyed was enough to make her sink. Deeper and deeper so close to the brink. When he shut his eyes she said her final goodbyes. When they opened again, she was no longer in sight. So long and goodnight.
This poem is a flash poem I wrote whilst listening to the song Helena by My Chemical Romance.
We are always trying to get away The Winter is dark, and cold, and im terrified because I might get bad again I would move far away Somewhere warm
When we grow up, We grow out of hometown angst you made me find the beauty in Winter The beauty in such a familiar place Memory Family The places where we were happy Why are we always trying to get away
You came back and you said “I forget how much I miss this place” “I forget how much I miss you” You bought a my Chemical Romance album on vinyl It’s comforting to know you still have as much angst as I do
We climb to the top of the parking garage the last time that year Alice is gone Off-white paint replaces her face I still lock arms with you like I use to It’s cold But its beautiful You hold my face in your hands I look away to see our entire world encased in ice and orange lights You sometimes feel like coming home Like my hometown
It’s early I saw the footprints in the snow and remember years ago seeing footprints in the sand and realizing the people who left them had their own thoughts and feeling The fresh snow glistens and I suddenly found beautiful The wind took my breath away Not figuratively literally I can’t breathe Why don’t I have a ******* scarf
We have unfinished business At 3:35 in the morning you texted me “I guess we could kiss again” You’re like my hometown When I look at you I see cold nights in your car Hands somehow finding each other in the dark when we aren’t looking The pier Cutting my foot at the lake, you kept telling me DON’T LOOK DOWN IT’S NOT BLEEDING THAT BAD it was. you bought me ice cream after
You’re like my hometown you’re memory Family The one that made me happy Why are we always trying to leave
You bought another My Chemical Romance album on vinyl And you wrote a song about a girl with pink hair and someone you called a “rambunctious ****” You have so much angst but so do i I miss you.
Twelve years ago, a group of angsty young men set out to destroy the world. Twelve years ago, the same group of young men made music that could make your heart cry and your body quiver. Twelve years ago, I never thought that My Chemical Romance would end.
First poem, I guess. I'm aggressively not talented. This isn't even a poem. Excuse me, please.