benothebeno
02-04-2007, 05:57 AM
I found a poem on this site i don't remember how it went or where i found it so while on the same subject as it ill write my own version of it im not really emo >_> btw im as happy and jolly as santa
Sitting on couch with knife in hand
slashing away as fast as i can
Drops of blood flow down to the couch as i twitch
The cuts in my wrist hurt like a bi*tch
The steams of blood look like a red river
As it flows down my right arm.
You ask why i did this?
you ask why i hit my self with a 12 iron and putter
It is because i was out of peanut butter
Sitting on couch with knife in hand
slashing away as fast as i can
Drops of blood flow down to the couch as i twitch
The cuts in my wrist hurt like a bi*tch
The steams of blood look like a red river
As it flows down my right arm.
You ask why i did this?
you ask why i hit my self with a 12 iron and putter
It is because i was out of peanut butter