Sick Poems

[Burntblood]

Everybody needs a place to purge their evil thoughts and inner demons.
Maybe I'm wrong, I thought I was wrong once but I later found out I was mistaken.
Either way I think it's important to have an outlet to release our filth, the waste products of our minds.
This thread is for that very purpose.
Poetry is therapeutic. Help youself and help others by penning your darkest, most repulsive thoughts.
Don't hold back, that would only inhibit your own growth and by doing so it would cheat us all.
Fear not.
I'll start......

The Abuser
Midnight in Texas
Stars that never shine
Hindsight tells me sex is
Not good from behind
My girl is barely breathing
Too much alcohol
It’s her I will be leaving
Can’t stand to face the law
Why do they call it sodomy?
When she said “sure” at first
Butt only changed her story
When it began to hurt
Now she lies there lifeless
Like on our first real date
Her daddy said “Home by 10”
No doubt she will be late
I tried to cover all my tracks
I tried to wake her up
But Marlboro’s and Michelob
Make Christian girls a slut
So now I sit and ponder
Inside this prison cell
I cannot help but wonder
If she loves me even still

 

[Burntblood]

I wrote this poem for my late girlfriend.
She fell off a cliff and died on impact.
Here's my poem, don't judge me.

I loved you so much
I loved your soft touch
You fucking bitch
I loved your soft skin
I loved the way you'd sin
You fucking bitch
I loved your skank smell
Loved you straight to hell
You fucking bitch
I still love you of course
I'd even love your corpse
If I knew where it was
But your mom won't tell me
You fucking bitch

 

[Burntblood]

I wrote this for this emo girl that lived down the street from us.
She actually thought it was sweet.

Tears in your eyes
Painted up so black
Sadness in your soul
Something from the past
Never did you tell me
Never did I know
Suspected that your father
Raped one of your holes
Now you can lie in peace
The fat old bastards dead
Should have seen the mess
Shotgun to his head
Now I sit and ponder
If all is good and well
Lots of time to wonder
Inside this lonely cell

 

[Burntblood]

Sung to the tune of
"My Best Friends Girl" by The Cars

Always dancing down the street
With your soft round tits
Every new boy that you meet
Doesn't know that your bra don't fit
Here she cums again
Her boobs are bouncing for your very eyes
(she'll make you jizz)
Here she cums again
Her nipples pointing up to the sky
I kinda like the way, like the way she licks

 

[Burntblood]

Sung to the tune of 'Take No Prisoners' by Megadeth

Take No Prisoners

She's got tight pants, infiltrate them
Her tits are nice, liberate them
My pecker will attempt to mate them
Rip off her panties, exfoliate them
And her bra, don't let it chafe them
Penis, she masturbates him
Both my nuts, ejaculating
Take her nipples, lubricate them
Sperm!

Don't ask what you can do for her sister
Ask what her sister can do for you!


]v[ E G A D E T ]-[

 

[Burntblood]

Sung to the tune of 'Blood of Heroes'...........Megadeth

Blood of Heroes
My pecker's stiff let me tell you
Better leave it in my pants
But now it's on it's only mission
Try to control it but I can't
My girlfiend comes up to my bedroom
Let's get one thing straight
She'd got an awesome pair of titties
But her ass ain't all that great

Mommy and dad, they are still away
By the hair of my balls, now it's time to play
Condom in my pocket, my johnson in her hand
She ain't going nowhere so let the fun begin

 

[DuhhhBlond]

I like the one about the girl that fell from the cliff best..

here's a sick poem i recieved once
when I bartended, I made the mistake of giving this guy my email address



here i sit.
front row seat.
like Felix the Cat.
got my Bag-of-Tricks,
which, if your wondering, contains;
rubber gloves,
a mouse trap,
red ball gag,
bottle of wesson oil,
2 rolls of duct tape,
horse hair whip, w/ tassel,
a shower curtain,
green shopping bag,
pink fuzzy handcuffs,
a blindfold,
6 wooden clothes pins,
2 cans of Redi Whip
and a feather from the rare Putty-Putty Bird.

feel lucky?


you can reach right in there and grab u 2. one for each hand! go ahead. any 2. just close your eyes and reeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaach on in-------------------------------->

so................ what ya get? -

 

[DuhhhBlond]

I just know he wanted me to ask what the hell a rare putty putty bird was

then, the way his brain worked, I would have chosen the feather of the bird as my choice from the bag of tricks
and who knows what that would have entailed

the shower curtain always freaked me out
I started carrying mace after that
paranoid he would nab me in the parking lot at 4am
and I would be discovered days later
naked in a ditch
wrapped up in a shower curtain
with a feather sticking out of my mouth