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Dauntless




PostPosted: Sat Jan 24, 2004 1:51 pm   Post subject: The Diary of an Angst-filled Drama Queen

Hey, me and Naoki (hopefully) are posting our teen angst poems in here. What was inspired by angstful "poetry" on our English classroom wall has blossomed into what we feel is the distilled essence of teenage poetry.
Bah, I can't remember our first two, so I'll start our third one (the first two were wiped out by the Zieba)

Angst III

Nobody hears my cries of anguish in the night
Nobody feels my heartbreak and pain
Each day is an exercise in hell
Exercise is hell as well
My parents don't understand me
(Something about obesity)
If only someone could see into the depths of my heart
Every night I cry and I cry
and I cry
and I cry
and I cry.
The darkness is coming for me...
THE DARKNESS IS COMING FOR ME!!!?!!

^Our first two were so much better though.
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naoki




PostPosted: Sat Jan 24, 2004 3:41 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Meh. Mebbe my eyes are bad or something, but I could've sworn I could Sticky something. If not, hopefully Dodge will read this and do me the favor.

I'll try one myself:

I'm crying alone in the mall
There's nobody to feel my pain
Their ignorant laughs crush my soul
I'm an ant in their capitalistic world
The cruel Gap saleswoman
Her judging eyes, her sneering lips
Why won't she get me size 40 pants?
Why won't she find me a 45A bra?

Darkness hangs over the mall
The NY fries taste like dead woman's fingers
My fingers
My hands
My body
The darkness .......
McKenzie




PostPosted: Sat Jan 24, 2004 3:59 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

I think you are missing the key component the teen-girl angst ... love lost. Something like:
why won't he call me
what's wrong with my face
why won't he call me
what's wrong with my race
I spilled out my heart
I spilled out my soul
I spilled out my brains
the world is so cruel
he told me me loved me
he told me he'd call
he make me feel stupid
he made me feel small
my friends were so jealous
when we showed up that night
they wanted to be me
I did everything right
the world has gone blank now
there's no taste to my food
my heart is all shattered
there's no lifting my mood
I look out the window
I think I might jump
I look at the drab world
I think it's a dump
why won't he call me
what's wrong with my face
why won't he call me
what's wrong with my race
Dauntless




PostPosted: Sat Jan 24, 2004 11:21 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Maverick must be a teen girl. Wink

But you see, Mckenzie, we try to use the recurring themes that we found in the writing on the wall. We try to avoid realistic themes, instead looking for the ridiculous ones. I also agree that your point has merit. I will endeavor to assimilate your suggestion into my future "work".

Ever downward spiral is
perfect description of my imperfect life
I write as I cry
and I cry as I write
I sit at the table
Fermenting
Refusing
To eat what is left on my plate
Fascist parents enforce meals
This house is under martial law
No one knows the depths
of the pain I feel
in my stomach
Like a evanescent thunderstorm
it thunders
and storms
and storms
as I cry.
naoki




PostPosted: Sun Jan 25, 2004 10:37 am   Post subject: (No subject)

if people are taking these poems as serious outlets for our emotions then i'm gonna suck every bit from their account Mad

anyways, some more angst shall we?

I'm too different
I'm filled with oblivion
The scars of darkness show too much
I'm isolated forever
Like the geeky kid in gym class

Damn you Simon Cowell
How could you see past my guise
My shroud was gone, you saw me
Now I can't be Kelly Clarkson
I've dreamed of this day for a year
I look in the mirror
The crushing void in my heart leaving
My glass eye melting away into her brown one
My acne-raped face comes off like a mask
My 250 pounds thrown away like an old whore
I should've become beautiful
Now I've become darkness
The darkness which will seek Cowell
I'll send him into my world
Let the demons in my mind feast on him
Let the aura of suffering encase his body
Let him be ugly
aliveiswell




PostPosted: Sun Jan 25, 2004 9:57 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

?:
My thoughtless actions against the prom,
My lust in the bed of my best friend's mom, (im joking, im joking)
My black painted lips, all fake goth,
Expose my terror of being wrong.

My elders are ignorant as the teachers,
And Satan is surely better than preachers,
Marylin Manson is my hero,
He is my leader, leader.

I cut myself up in my room,
Enshrouded in darkness, my mental tomb,
My use of words don't convey my thoughts,
I cut myself when I tried to shave my arm pits.

The jocks detest me, oh my me,
The broads are always angry,
I assaulted their girlfriends again,
I don't consider my thoughts perverted.

The keys on my keyboard are all in pieces of tokens (?)
My syntax was perfect, the compiler just broken,
WHY WON'T MY IF STATEMENTS WORK,
It's because no one loves me.

Today my best friend sent me a file,
He said it was a game to make me smile,
I opened it and there mocking me,
Perfect use of Font.Draw to tell me all the files that were copied on my hard drive to see.

If only I was cool, my darkness not blanketed,
Upon me in layers of unending shanketed, (?)
I go to Chucky Cheess and jump in the balls,
To my doom, to my doom, I will fall on some fat kid with cake on his face.

Excuse the previous writing as horsesh_t.
Dauntless




PostPosted: Sun Jan 25, 2004 10:39 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Purple is the colour of my heartbreak
purple is the colour of my face
purple is the colour of the rain
this is not a tribute to Jimi Hendrix

Purple, ever purple
Bruised and broken purple body
I'm trapped and I can only watch
as the hourglass slowly slips away
the purple hours slip away
The Colour Purple
No, not the movie.

Hehe.
naoki




PostPosted: Tue Jan 27, 2004 1:45 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

ANGST:

fireballs rain from all sides
their searing bodies
ready to take the beauty from me

demons stand before me
some declare they're on my side
but my heart knows their heart
their twisted schemes as they step aside
and let brimstone shower the earth

i run and run, my heart beating like a drum
running away from the pain
running away from the torture
but i can't
because of the shrill call of the valkyrie
it keeps me stuck in my place, unable to move

and i see it coming
it brings with it torment, shadows of the beyond
their unearthly calls pushing it forth
and at last i become marked
it is sealed, i am forever doomed
i am forced to serve the darkness

i have been hit by the dodgeball
Dauntless




PostPosted: Wed Jan 28, 2004 11:04 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Lol, I gotta say that last one really captured the idea of how teen poets try to incorporate literary devices in their poetry (let's call it poety since it's not quite poetry).

Case in point;

Quote:
running away from the pain
running away from the torture
but i can't
because of the shrill call of the valkyrie


This is the part in teen poety where you're just like...wtf?? What does a valkyrie hafta do with anything??? Who knew that the call of the valkyrie did that?


Quote:
it brings with it torment, shadows of the beyond
their unearthly calls pushing it forth
and at last i become marked
it is sealed, i am forever doomed
i am forced to serve the darkness


Dark theme, check. You could say it is like pathetic fallacy; pathetic fallacy is when a character exaggerates traits in nature so that they believe it is talking to them through symbolism / teen poet gets stuff out of nowhere (darkness...what darkness?).

Excellent piece of work Mand....naoki. I'm gonna hafta try way harder to add some of the same.
naoki




PostPosted: Thu Jan 29, 2004 12:47 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Teen Angst:

I'm backed against the wall
My eyes are larger than my palms
I'm shivering
I'm shaking
I don't know what to do

Blood is dripping before me
But I have no idea why
What pact have I made
Whose pact did I join
To swear that my blood would flow?

I'm scared beyond belief
The darkness, I can feel it coming
I know this only happens to me
Because I'm different
Because I'm haunted

I clean up my wounds
I run to my sanctuary
My dotted clothes are burned
But can my dotted future be burned?
With no hope left, I turn to the Book
of Bodily Functions
I'm sure they can't tell me what's wrong
Because only death can tell me what's wrong

Oh wait, nevermind
It just says I'm having a period
Dauntless




PostPosted: Fri Jan 30, 2004 11:02 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

I just had to say this in response to your SoulCalibur discussions in GD. Since this is the only forum where I have relative power and freedom to speak, I just wanted to say this

WHOA WHOA WHOA! Maxi sucks!!! A Maxi is a product for women. Talim. Now that's where its at. It's ALL about Talim and her little quick self. Sure, she does about 4 ticks of health every hit, but man is she fast. The guy with the stick sometimes gets lucky though. Also, wtf is up with that guard impact crap? That's no good, people. It should all be about the combos and the fighting and stuff. But I guess I'll learn it anyways.

Also, in other, unrelated news, my air rifle, the XS-B18 is coming in like oh..15 days at the least!! Hurrah!
Dauntless




PostPosted: Fri Jan 30, 2004 11:06 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Just sitting here in my room
On a bed that reeks of heartbreak
Listening to the gospel of
Dashboard Confessional and
Simple Plan
Their hardcore sounds just touch my soul
Their truthful words they make me whole
I'd slit my throat to go see Dashboard
I'd eat a horse for Simple Plan tickets

Comments? Should it have been longer?
See, isn't this much easier than writing LKF?

Btw, LKF about naoki.
The man actually does eat horses, but not for any specific reason. He's kinda like, a horse connoiseur. He really wants to eat a Kentucky Derby winner someday. But these days, all he gets is the 35-1 odd horses from the Windsor Track.
Dauntless




PostPosted: Fri Jan 30, 2004 11:12 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Angst-filled Author's Note: Talking in caps expresses my anger

RAGE

MY MIND IS ON FIRE
EVERYONE ****ES ME OFF
**** THEM
**** YOU
I ****IN HATE YOU ALL
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR HATING ON SPAMMERS
WHY THE **** IS IT WRONG FOR ME TO SPAM
YOU ****ING COMMUNISTS
RAAAAAGHHHHH
GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH
RAGE
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH
FILL MY SOUL WITH SUBLIMATED GOTHICA
QUENCH THE FIRES OF MY UNWORTHY MIND
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH

I gotta say, not too good....but who knows, maybe someone will like it. Besides, this is my second one for today, I think I'm allowed to slack a bit. And, I can always delete it later. :p



IMPORTANT EDIT: I had too many A's in the third RAGH, so I edited two out. Cuz you see, it just wouldn't be art otherwise.
jonos




PostPosted: Fri Jan 30, 2004 11:19 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

^best one i've heard so far!!!

Don't torchure my torchured soul,
In the inky blackness my pain goes deep,
I cannot strive for a better me,
When only light can heal my shrunken soul.

I only know pain and suffering,
I only use black light cause it hurts me,
Pain is my repreive from my sorrow,
I listen to music that makes me dead.

ahhh, that sucked
shorthair




PostPosted: Fri Jan 30, 2004 11:23 pm   Post subject: (No subject)

Well whe nyou have jesus in your messages , it stopts you from making good angst poems

Blaitently Lies Through Teeth To make Jonos Feel Better[

Dauntless ,you really caputre the essence of CAPS , amakes the whole peom fit into perspective

Blaitently Lies Through Teeth To make Dauntless Feel Better
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