Bad Poetry Thread

[Guaranteed]

My submission:

"Last Resort" by Papa Roach

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation
No breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding

This is my last resort

Cut my life into pieces
I’ve reached my last resort
Suffocation
No breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding
Would it be wrong
Would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation outta sight
And I’m contemplating suicide

Cuz I’m losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late
And I was empty within
Hungry
Feeding on chaos
And living in sin
Downward spiral where do I begin
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself
And no love for another
Searching to find a love up on a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

Cuz I’m losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me in fine
Losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright
Nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying

I can’t go on living this way

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation
No breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Would it be wrong
Would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation outta sight
And I’m contemplating suicide

Cuz I’m losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright
Nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying

I can’t go on living this way
Can’t go on
Living this way
Nothing’s alright
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Lemme guess- he hates his parents, too. They just don't understand him.

:eyes:

What you guys got?

[LoZoccolo]

1. "There must be something that we can eat"

Maybe find another lover
Should I fly to Los Angeles
Find my asshole brother

http://www.geocities.com/wicked_neil/bush/sixteen.html#ever

You really have to listen to "Everything Zen" by Bush to get the full effect. These lyrics are sung in this way serious tone, including the "I don't believe that Elvis is dead" part in the middle.

I tend to think it's a poor attempt at Kurt Cobain lyrics, poorer than a lot of the many imitators you saw in the mid-nineties.

[Guaranteed]

2. Hey- I own that album!

:P

You're right, though- dude's definitely not known for his lyrics.

[DS1]

3. arms twisted, throat cut, lies among the rubble

My teddy,
victim of another latenight bender
stuffing lies everywhere
do not want, return to sender

You asked for bad

[Guaranteed]

4. lol "return to sender" nt

[ET Awful]

5. Oh freddled gruntbuggly,

Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon
See if I don't.

- Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz