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Name: Kim
Country: Netherlands
Birthday: 3/7/1989
Gender: Female


Interests: Writing lyrics and songs. Drawing and painting. [LINKIN PARK]. Stuff like that. This site is certified 97% EVIL by the Gematriculator
Expertise: 1). See old poems/lyrics from the past. 2). Post new ones 3). Enter a contest. NEW: 4). Have your lyrics/poetry graded.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art


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Member Since: 3/31/2004

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Monday, April 10, 2006

Well...I noticed my poems are overly emo.

Aren't they?

Anyways, I'm in a band now, so I guess I have to lighten up! Once we all record a song together with crappy sound quality, we'll upload it onto our MySpace or Xanga and you can hear it.

I don't believe I'll be posting anytime soon, and I'm sorry for the lack of updates but I feel like no one reads this anymore.

Anyways, I'll post sometime later...

~Kim


Friday, December 23, 2005

Currently Listening
Plans
By Death Cab for Cutie
I Will Follow You into the Dark
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I need some serious help here, guys.


Sunday, December 11, 2005

 i lie here in bed, angry words screaming away my breath
 pillows taking the heat instead, as I die a living death
 sobs convulsing my breath, stealing it all away
 shattered to pieces inside, my heart is on display

 you know that this isn't how i wanted it to end
 i don't want to live the rest of my life condemned
 to wondering what would it be like if we had just worked it out
 but a part of my feels that we already had failed, without a doubt

i'm giving up on you, moving on
to me, you're already dead and gone
i don't need another scar on my wrist
and i sure as hell don't care about what i missed

 and so, here in this little book I write
 my confessions of an abandoned rainy night
 now I have something I can confide in
 instead of having an empty bed in which i'd have died in

 and now my scars can actually heal
 and this one night seems so surreal
 this is the way i can let it all go from the inside
 and just wait for the tears to subside

  i lie here in bed, angry words screaming away my breath
  you know this isn't how i wanted it to end
  i'm giving up on you, moving on
  and so in this little book I write
  and now my scars can actually heal
 
  and now you know all the pain i feel...


Saturday, November 26, 2005


A gaping hole inside my chest

A heart beating, never to rest

Slowly speeds up and swiftly slows down

Blood from my wrists, quickly it drowns

All of the vessels seeping crimson in my hands

Bleeding alive, you would never understand

Each of the tiny drops of garnet jewels

Glistening, ripped out by your system of rules

I just want to be free, is that too much to ask for?

Apparently it is so, for you scream at me more

Tearing me apart for you own little game

Setting my heart in a garden of flames

The pain pumps in and the hate pours out

So this is what Christianity is all about?


"We're so emo, we sh!t nautical stars" ~My Chemical Romance...


Sunday, October 23, 2005

HEY YOU! YES YOU! SUBMISSIONS NEEDED!

NOW!



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