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excuse me
infinity

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i wanna die i just lost this good poem because of stupid filter keys it went back on the browers on the mouse roll and i lost everything
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excuse me while i cry
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about my lonlieness
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i give up on this life comtemplating when ill die
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i have so much anger i want to punch lonliness in the face and fight irratibility while i kill anger and choke my dignity up into little pieces or tears of sorrow and ill scream and the moon because it anticipates tomorrow another day of dismay in my room all alone i hate the phone and my songs and my poems and my life i hate everything that revolves around me and taunts me in my dreams i can hear the screams echo every time i pass the one i love which is no one everyones a ghost to me reflected off my own disbelief and anger towards everything around me.
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i hate love, i hate "FEELINGS" AND I HATE FILTERKEYS THAT MAKES ME CAPITALIZE WHEN I DONT WANT TO
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i dispise this poem< it compensates for everything excuse me while i go cry myself too sleep pathetic little teen dry my eyes till theres no more tears a couple weeks untill seventeen years of a life wasted on bullshit phycology which ill never spell right because im just too trite and full of angst towards myself
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boo hoo cry over something little thats inconsequential< i hate my being< and my being alive
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excuse me while i cry
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25 Mar 05

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you write your poems straight into a message window?

you spell worse than i do.

remember you can't successfully write about suicide unless you've successfully committed it.

this is shallow. but you wrote. keep it up. go back. salvage the good bits.
 — kaleidazcope

first off asshole, fuck you.

yea i did write into a window got a fucknig problem with that? who made up the rules of poetry?

so what if i spell wrong, big fucking deal.

did u also make up the fucking rules about suicidal thoughts? who says this is about suicide you judemental kerk off?

fuck you im not shallow, i just felt like releasing angst. you have no right to be a conceited judgemental fuck. fuck off
 — infinity

gosh, kaleidazcope.  be nice to the guy.  he's upset.  first of all, let him write about suicide if he wants to.  by the way, it is impossible to write about something after you're DEAD; second of all, he doesn't say he's even talking about suicide.  he just "hates" a lot of things--he has a lot of anger built up inside of him.  so please take it easy.  you did state some things in a more polite way, but really there shouldn't be any criticizing going on when someone is upset.  i know i wouldn't want anything else bringing me down when i'm upset like that.

anyway, infinity, hope everything goes well with you.
 — ducktape

despite the strong overtures of teen angst, this is really really good.
 — themolly

not good at all
 — unknown

0_o

What's a kerk off?
 — unknown

That's sad.
It's also strangely paradoxical to read infinity typing of death.
Maybe the poem was rid by some opponent or adversary and you've got to win it back, or let it go and do your best to patiently create something equally wonderful.
Sorry to read of your misfortune. Hope you're a good person who has better coming soon. (C)
 — unknown

Please don't let any evil folks typing here push you to some climax. This certainly isn't the kind of writing you tell one to keep it up. That can end up being a suicide or other serious situation, i.e. going too far, and then the commentor becomes partly responsible for it.
He obviously vented and then he was done.
Good stand infinity though I'd maybe clean up the cussing comments afterwards.
Also note: one can write about suicide from many angles. (C)
 — unknown

successfully and effectively
 — unknown

this is my  poem  
            &n bsp;       &nbs p;                 &n bsp;  []D [] []V[] [] []D
         Look at this crime all th fighting
      &nbs p;  sotp stop all the madness
        ; damn u all ill shoot a nuke
       &n bsp;and ill blow ur ass up

=)   ps the title read pimp
 — unknown

You called Kaleidazcope ass-hole?  Oh, my mighty Poetry god, don't ever do that!  
It's hard to tell whether this was meant to be a poem or a rant.  It's certainly rants and it's full of angst but the question is - Is this a spoof on the angst sometimes (often) posted here or was this actually supposed to be a poem?

If it's a spoof, good job.  If it is supposed to be taken seriously as a poem, you must have missed the Exit that said, Diary Entries Here.

My humble opinion but you dissed Kaleid..gotten chew on that one.  
 — Isabelle5

im sorry for flipping on him a while back. at the time i wrote this i wasnt thinking straight, i just wanted to vent at the time, i ranted, i was just angry. thanks for the support, and kalid, i apolidgize, i wasnt thinking right. sometimes i just do rant poetry to get things out right away. usually i put more time, effort, and thought into poetry, but like my name is "infinity" poetry can have infinite possibilities, and thats the point i try to get across.
 — infinity

hmm infinity. i think an apology was most certainly required after that little trantrum.

ducktape and (c) maybe you would both like to consider apologising to me too.

and ducktape. you seriously need to revisit your definition of nasty (and irony while you're at it)

isabelle. i think i've been gentle on them. what do you think?
 — kaleidazcope

oooh, tension.
 — Lia

Well the poem is what it is, it hates a lot and is full of upset words from an upset mind...
But it is written "Excuse me while I cry"
 — vida

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