Hai guise, what's going on in this thread?
This is Relmutsie AN's poetry (and etc.) thread.

Why the wait?
I'm here because I'm bored! Seriously.

So, what should I expect to see in this thread?
You should expect to see some poems, songs and just...writing.

What kind of writing?
You know when you think of writing a letter and you do, and it has all this emotional stuff in it, but you never send it?

Yeah?
That kind of writing.

You write poetry and lyrics too?
Sometimes. Most of the time, they're shitty, but I can give it a shot.

What type of content is there?
All of my emotion. Basically, it's 15+, and everyone who hates emotion should gtfo now.

So you're an emo now?
*bleep* you.


First extract will be up in a matter of hours.

Date: February 2007
Type: Letter
Title: If
Description: Eclipse won; this was for Cheater X.

This was how I REALLY felt back then. I feel completely different now, as you probably know. I dug up this document in my school e-mail inbox. Wow.

Enjoy. lol.

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I wish I could tell you how much I cared, but with fear of you not returning the same words in the same manner, I can't.
I don't care how many times you've said you do care. Everyone around us could see right through you.
If I could show you just how much I cared, I would surely be wasting my time.
I wish I could move on as quick as you did.

When you left, you did so without telling me.
And maybe that's because I wasn't there.
But then you hesitated further.
Correct me if I'm wrong; does everyone fear me somehow?

If I scared you, I'm sorry.
But you scarred me, and you're not sorry.
You broke my heart more than once.
Yet again, you were not *bleep*ing sorry.

If I could break your heart the way you did mine, yours would collapse into tiny little *bleep*ing pieces, smaller than they are now.
I hope that one day you realise where you went wrong.
I hope that one day your heart is broken.
I hope that one day he *bleep*s you up so bad that you'll be begging for forgiveness.

You are as blind as everyone else not to know how I feel.
You are blind for thinking quicker than your heart.
You aren't blind for the fact that you choose what's right in front of you.
You are shallow, you are hollow.

I wish I could say I hate you.
As much as I wish, I can't say it.
I wish I could say I love you.
As much as I wish, I can only say it with pathetic implications.

If only you knew I cared.
If only you waited.
If only you stayed strong.
If only I was *bleep*ing there.

If only...

This message was edited by Relmutsie AN on May 28 2008.

Date: May 2008
Type: Poem
Title: What lies before me
Description: Easy loss, easy win. I'm bored as hell. Does anybody remember this poem from Just Shoot Me? Well, here's a bit of a piss-take.

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A laptop.
A drumkit.
A guitar.
Blinds.

Boredom.
Red.
Words.
Covers.

A drawer.
A knife.
A hand.
Stairs.

A door.
A hand.
A closet.
A TV.

A bed.
My hand.
My brother.
Ketchup.

OH MY GOD!

Smiles.
Laughs.
A fist.
Black.