Intro to me.

Hi, new to this place and Im here to leteveryone know I exist.

I will start this off with a poem that I did. Its super goth and really exceptionally cool.

BLACK.

Black is black and that is a fact.
Black is the magnet thats stuck to my back.
Black is the color when you cannot see.
Black is the ****** who stole my TV.
Black is quite truly the opposite of white.
Black is the buttcrack that puts up a fight.
Black is the hair on a chinamans head.
Black as the sheets on Trent Reznors bed.
Black is the color of shit with no light.
Black is my world when I lose my sight.
Black is so dark, gloomy and bad.
Black is the mustach that grows on my dad...
Black is everything it's cracked up to be.
Black brings Lord Satan the almighty key.


-Sec

Hi I'm Drusilla. I'm new here too. I'm about 5'0 with long, black hair. I live in Oklahoma but I'm currently staying in California with my dad.

thats a pretty kool poem , and what a way to start a thread :worship:

Here is another along the same note.

RED.


Red is Red, Yes thats what I said.
Red is the color thats on my bed spread.
Red is the injun that uses the land.
Red is the opposite of a blue rubberband.
Red is the shade I see when I'm mad.
Red as my ass when I have been bad.
Red can be wet like a bloody wet mess.
Red is the hair on an irish mans chest.
Red almost seems like that time of the year.
Red heads make Dave pee, and shrivlle in fear.
Red is the spot on a japonise flag .
Red as the balls that are starting to sag.
Red is the puncture wound in my left side.
Red was the last thing I saw when I died.

I got a poem for ya....

Not Around
Today I cut myself to see if I can still feel.
I cling to the pain coursing through my brain;
The only thing that's real.
Sometimes I cannot see this place
At times it's my life I disgrace.
You force me into the dirt,
My life's filled with so much pain,
I don't know if it still hurts.
You crushed my spirit today,
The world just seems so far away.
My blood pours onto the ground,
Suprise, suprise;
You're not around

Nah, yours was better. Oh well. :)
~Drusilla

that was pretty depressing.

nah; then again....i wrote it so maybe it is.....

my turn. its kinda musshy but anyways.......
ANGEL EYES
Angel eyes burn through me like a wild fire,
serching for something beyond desire,
reaching beyond my painful past,
serching for some true love to last,
hopeing for one who's loving and true,
serching for someone ,
could it be you?

good one

i have more depressing ones but......don't want to scare anyone....

Hi, welcome to the boards.