Ok.. seeing as at least two of us answer Jim's question of 'Are you Morbid?' with a Big Yes. I thought this would be a perfect place for Darkness, Morbidity and General Nastyness.

So kiss and make up!

one of my break up poems  ;D

Evil Eyes

hiding your soul of black
you have evil eyes
it's compassion you lack.

thinking only of yourself
your miserable happiness
and cold hearted stealth.

many friends you claim?
they don't see you as I
they play your stupid game.

under your spell
you now have a fool
he will see you as hell

leave you as a mother un-wed
alone with his kids
then your soul will be bled.

one of my break up poems  ;D

Evil Eyes

hiding your soul of black
you have evil eyes
it's compassion you lack.

thinking only of yourself
your miserable happiness
and cold hearted stealth.

many friends you claim?
they don't see you as I
they play your stupid game.

under your spell
you now have a fool
he will see you as hell

leave you as a mother un-wed
alone with his kids
then your soul will be bled.


So.. let me work it all out (hey this will improve my English skills for college ;D) Basically your calling her (or him.. ) A self righteous liar?

So.. let me work it all out (hey this will improve my English skills for college ;D) Basically your calling her (or him.. ) A self righteous liar?

BINGO!

BINGO!


Outstanding!

Well.. here is my latest offering. I think i already showed it to you but i don't know else saw it.

R E B E L L I O N  O F  S E L F


Lock me in my cell and leave me to rot,
Everything I Hate is all that you’ve got,
I once loved and felt like you,
Now I Hate everything you do!

Screwed by the system at every turn,
My self worth is none of your concern,
Deceit and lies are what you spread,
If I had my way you would be dead!

I’d drug you with your drink and pull out your hair,
You could scream and scream but I won’t care.
The hurt in me I'll place in you,
The day I died is a day you’ll rue!

Locked in my chambers my hate now returns,
The fear in you will burn and burn,
Skin scraped off and left to dry,
Eventually I'll let you die.

I Slice through muscle and sever nerves,
Wipe blood away and view your curves,
Your luscious body I’d Violate,
Expose your insides to my hate!

Inside my cage you've been locked for weeks,
Your rancid flesh and blood nows reaks,
Mutilation of your sacred fetid corpse,
Necrophilia will run it's twisted course.

Your family search to find your remains,
Hunting in the forest for days and days,
They'll never find where you lay in rest,
Your ascent to heaven your final test.

It's fairly obvious what it's all about.

haiku anyone?  :D

your god is not mine
with your faith you terrorize
your spirit... denied

Waste your life pray away
It wont help killed anyway
Murder the Pastor

blindly following
being right when you are wrong
faithfull you are led

Like sheep to the slaughter eh  ;D

Lost in a mind full of lust and rage,
Searching The cemetary for a fresh grave,
Find the sodden dirt and dig deep,
Underneath the ground is where you sleep.

Unravel embalming and kiss your tender flesh,
Open your mouth wide and probe to test,
Dagger gleaming in the night,
You can't run or flee or fight,
Your rotting flesh i'll peel away,
and Violate you in my own way.

Maggots crawl and worms devour,
Your perfect skin is turning sour,
Steal your innocence and Virginity,
This sacred act conveys Divinity.

I dunno.. this is as far as i've got... ::)

41 LQQkers two posters  :D

41 LQQkers two posters  :D


LOL..i love that. They're all so inquisitive but just can't handle it.

;D

LOL..i love that. They're all so inquisitive but just can't handle it.

;D



I'm handling it quite well, although you might have shocked some people into going and praying to their gods for your souls or some BS like that. :)

Oh yeah, and I'm not as creative as you two. ;D

Honestly!  You boys - it must be that awful bloody music that you listen to ;) ;D

Here I sit, broken hearted...

...came to sh*t, but only farted!

(NEXT...!)

LOL..i love that. They're all so inquisitive but just can't handle it.

;D



Thought I'd post to prove I can handle it.  ::) ;D

I'm handling it quite well, although you might have shocked some people into going and praying to their gods for your souls or some BS like that. :)

Oh yeah, and I'm not as creative as you two. ;D


If i catch.. ANYBODY.. praying for me.. I'm telling Satan!!!!
Here I sit, broken hearted...

...came to sh*t, but only farted!

(NEXT...!)


Constipated it's quite bad..

If i don't sh*t i'll end up sad.

http://www.portaldapereba.hpg.ig.com.br/Acidentes%20nas%20Ferragens/foto%2003.jpg


:P

Here I sit, broken hearted...

...came to sh*t, but only farted!

(NEXT...!)


hehehe  You're a funny funny man. :P

http://www.portaldapereba.hpg.ig.com.br/Acidentes%20nas%20Ferragens/foto%2003.jpg


:P


Cool, did the Cop shoot her?

Cool, did the Cop shoot her?



I can't say for sure

I started a thread called morbid thoughts in the 2000 board but it got buried, it had some interesting posts if you want to look for it

What's the purpose of even posting these threads?  What's the purpose of even posting at all?  Eventually either more posts come and overshadow your post, or the thread becomes unpopular and falls by the pages until it is lost forever.  Therefore, post nevermore, for it will only be a miniscule change in the atmosphere of this message board, which is just one message board among millions of forums on the Internet.  Ultimately, your posts and your threads are extremely insignificant.  I don't know why I even posted here anyway.  I don't know how to be dark and morbid.

I have no idea how to be dark and morbid.....  ::)

Oooohhh.....

Scrappy's on my sight
Scrappy's fate is mine
dumb little punk
got a bullet with his number on it
Scrappy got punked
a plan to cave his head in

Blow off his head
Scrappy is dead

Blow blow blow his brains out
blast him with this powerful bazooka
hear his dying shout
his death is known to us

Blow off his head

Scrappy is dead

Scrappy's on my sight
Scrappy's fate is mine
annoying little pup
blowed him up with my own missile launcher
his turn is up
he's off to meet his maker

Scrappy is dead
blowed off his head

:D :D :D :D
Does this count as morbid?

An emo kid being "dark and morbid":

I deeply dank into my dankest darkest dooms.

Darkness is dank

Spooky darkness, it is...
I'm spooky.

I'm afraid it is true...  I like punk/emo rock music.  For some reason, heavy metal "head bangers" don't like these types of people, but I guess I'm one of them now.

I'm afraid it is true...  I like punk/emo rock music.  For some reason, heavy metal "head bangers" don't like these types of people, but I guess I'm one of them now.

what is emo?

Some of them wear black eyeliner/nailpolish and sing somewhat depressing songs, but then again, Weezer really isn't that depressing at all, and they don't wear any makeup or anything.  However, Rivers Cuomo does wear those emo glasses.

I'm never depressed by it myself, but I think it is intended to be that way.  I'm not entirely sure what emo means either.  :P