• The Emo Poem

    Go to sleep and close ur eyes
    and dream of broken butterflies
    dat tore there wings against a thorn
    u kno the pain dat they have borned

    Silver metal shines so bright
    and scarlet blood dat feels so rite
    and dream of dat blood trickling down
    and wake up just before u drown

    The moonlight reflects ur tears
    as u cry out ur own worst fears
    so tonight wen u start to cry
    whispers the cutters lullaby:

    Hushabye baby ur almost dead
    u dont have a pulse and ur pillow is red
    ur family hates u ur friends let u bleed
    so sleep tight with a knife cuz its all dat u need

    Rockabye baby broken scarred
    u didnt kno life wood be dis hard
    time to end the pain dat u have hid so well
    and down will come baby straight back to hell