"Dark Intentions" Collection. (Dark Poetry)

Fly to Hell.

This was written, getting into a fight with an ex friend of mine. It's sloppy at the beginning but pulls itself together later.

Watch every single scene of my wicked tableu,

Of this fucking drama queen who so self centered when she's only sixteen,

Who says she's boy crazy, because she can't find a guy that will stay,

Who am I to say? I was one of 'em, but like the wind I had to blow away

From that crazy bitch who became obscene in every fucking way

But forgets me by the end of the day, so I may as well go,

She's fucking crazier then Vincent Van Gogh,

all she does is talk about how her life sucks, it's drving me mad

I would rather cut off BOTH of my ears and watch the blood flow,

I have no idea how she finds so many words to say,

About the same subject that goes on for hours,

Expecting me to know, every person I've never met,

I'm not fucking Austin Powers, if you keep on filling my

head, then it's gonna blow, because it's starting to overflow,

from you always complaining, wether it's sunny or raining,

or every few pounds that you think you are gaining,

My, patience is straining

I am fucking DONE with hearing you complaining

Time for you to listen to me for once,

I'm done feeling like a dunce, so I'll say this up front,

It's about time we confront, and say what's bothering me,

I want to rip apart a family then hang em from trees,

grab a knife, maybe two, maybe three, end a life, or a few, then end up on a killing spree

This is the shit that happens in my brain, you never bothered learning I'm insane

So I bottled up this anger in my veins, until it burst like water mains,

Every fucking thought is another stain, that will eventually end up causing pain

Not for me, rather others, when I come running, duck for cover

Hide your sister and your mother, hide your lover,

Once I'm done with you, you won't recover

Re open that scab and scar, one after another

It's lame when you use a pillow to smuther,

murder and kill, why bother using a pill?

It takes all the fun out of seeing the blood spill.

It gives me a thrill! No I'm not mentally ill,

but if I didn't write like this, it would be a waste of skill

Just remember most of these are just thoughts,

They may not happen but they're all things you could have stopped,

So if you end up frightened, I'm not here for you because this is what you brought,

So if it's a monster you wanted, it's a monster you got,

It's only a matter of time before I begin slaught-ering

everyone I ever fought, and I bet you still won't bother

trying to make it better, you'll just keep on saying how I was bad guy,

But when I listened to what you had to say, I always wanted to cry,

You never wanted to listen until eventually I wanted to die,

But I'm telling you now, I'm done being shy.

I'll look you dead in the eyes, and cut you 'till you're dead in the eyes,

Everytime I said I needed to tell you something, you just sat there and sighed?

You just let your mind wander while I was screaming at the sky,

This time I'll drag you with me and drop you when we get too high

You always wanted to be an angel, now you can learn how to fly

No gaurentee you'll make your way to heaven, but hell, it's worth a try