I'm about to make a fucking wall of poems...

Starting with this one I just found in my 4th grade notebook. I made a few minor modifications and added a line or two...

The Men in the White Coats

Here come the men in the white coats.
They're going to take you away to that place.
That place with the white walls.

They're going to take you to the void.
To the unknown.
The place of confusion.

They're going to take you away.
They're going to make you live with the crazies.
They're going to have you pushing up daisies.

They're going to disect you.
Inspect you.
Misdirect you.
INFECT YOU.

They're going to leave you in a little white room.

Foaming at the mouth.
Cloudy Eyes.
They're going to make you DIE.

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Ah, here's another. I found this one in the same note book.

Space

Space.
I need my space...
And if you don't give me it,
You're going to be in deep shit...

If you really are the one caring,
Then stop your stupid staring.

It may be that I'm already crazy like that,
But if you still fail to see my point,
I'll just smash in your face with a baseball bat.

I need my space...
Get away from me,
I'm going to do worse than just use mace on your ass,
Infact, I'll smash in your fucking face or impale you with broken glass,

You think I'm sick,
You think I'm crazy,

Well, I think you need to suck it up and be a man,
I'll shut you up myself when I can.

I'm just your average every day kid,
So put a lid on it,
I'm tired of this shit,
So give me my space,
And stay out of my face.

I know the Truth

I see through your illusion,
Your deception doesn't phase me,
My grip on reality slowly disappears as I'm drifting away in my own bubble of insanity,
You haven't the slightest idea that you still can't control me...

You think that I am your slave,
I beg to differ,
You always find the words to say to me,
I know better,
But something is holding me back,

I cause you confusion,
I watch as you slip away into delusion,
I laugh cause you're seeing hallucinations,

I love that look on your face,

Here's the hole,
Here's the ace,

I know I'm a player, but I be ballin',
And if that's a crime,
We know damn well that I'm guilty,

You think you own me,
But the truth is that I drive you crazy,
The only one who owns anyone here is me.

I'm in a poem writing mood, so here you guys go.

Every day I open my eyes
To see the thing that I despise
You fucking sicken me
For you I have no empathy
Because you lied to me

You told me you'd never hurt me
I should have known better
What you did wasn't very motherly
So stop apologizing to me

I don't want your stupid words
Cause it's not your heart that hurts

Are you happy now?
Are you fucking happy now?

I guess you are

You lied to me
You despise me
You denied me

I've stopped hiding from you
I realize there's nothing that I can do
All I can say is get the fuck out of my face

Are you fucking happy now?

Fucked up, no?

Look at these motherfuckers, lol...

The end is funny

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My other crap:

Fluffles, my pocket emo, lol. Check him out

Sniffles, Fluffles's nudist brother

Poem/Lyrics:

There's something inside me...
It's, it's coming out...
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold

Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted through my cortex, a servant to its bidding

Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence now is a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, a catastrophe
steaming slop, splattered all over me

Lifeless body, slouching dead lecherous abcess, where you once had a head

Avoiding the prophecy of my newfound lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half

Crushing, cranial, contents

Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands my nerves are incized
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions

Suffer, and then you die

Torture, pulverized

At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me

Created to kill, the carnage continues,
Violently reshaping facial tissue

Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence now is a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

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I swear, this is fucking funny.

Hey guys, just felt like putting some new info out there since I'm such a blog whore, lol. Anyway, I'm back on the Newgrounds Police Department list again. Ironic, I know, because I'm way over captain rank, which is the max. Good to know that I'm accepted back though. I hope to be able to serve my time well, heheh, as I start BP'ing again.

See you guys (and girls) later, I'm off to bed so I can finish my exams in the morning. :)

I just got this awesome new laptop for Christmas. It ROCKS hard. It's just what I wanted! :D I'm VERY happy now...

This is supposed to be me, only with the goth-ness turned up a notch. Don't be fooled by the tan.

I'm all out of ideas for stories! Just my luck... Suggestions for this tin can of a brain I have would be much appreciated. (Yes, even from you Nick)

Another pic dedicated to a great friend. Normally I'd draw her with glasses, but I guess she isn't wearing them at that moment in time.... maybe she's getting them cleaned...

Dedicated to Megan Oberdorf, someone I can actually talk to without getting pissed.

This is the pic of the week, enjoy!