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My Chemical Romance poem...

16. listopadu 2011 v 6:20 | by slsi |  xZoStAtOkx
Vopred upozorňujem, že tp báseň som nenapísala ja :) Autorka k tomu dodala, že túto báseň napísala keď mala 14 rokov a bolo to v čase "nového" albumu The Black Parade, čiže sa nečudujte ak tam nájdete spomenutého aj Boba :)
I'm a demolition lover, I march with the black parade,
I've never been o-fucking-kay, I just wanna fade away.
I am the next Helena, I mourned the ghost of you,
I'm a disenchanted teenager, a harmless vampire too.
I live in the Hotel Belle Muerte, I'll be with you to the end,
And after I've spoken some famous last words, this hopeless heart won't mend.


I've stood up as tall as I fucking could, I know people who aren't pretty inside,
I think I've finally found my way home, I cried for hours when Pansy died.
I've had the guts, and the courage to say,
"I don't love you like I loved you yesterday".
As we all fell down, I heard the news that I'm dead,
Given a shot to remember, my blood pitchfork red.
I used to think happy thoughts, gave 'em hell long ago,
I know the sound of tearing lovenotes, I know I'll die alone.
And the tearing sound of lovenotes, it's like music to my ears,
Calming me, relaxing me, chasing away all my fears.
I'm a shotgun sinner, a wild-eyed joker. I now say so long and goodnight,
I've watched early sunsets, been kicked like a stray, took drowning lessons in a sea of lies.
I've avenged my ghost with every breath I took, saw the angels come screaming down,
I've crashed the cemetary gates, all without a sound.
I'm not a poet, I'm a criminal. When my eyes are shut I see land,
I've only wanted one thing for christmas: to take some one's fucking hand.
The cold sting of butane on my skin, can't compare to the trouble I've seen,
Throughout my life, I've given gallons of blood. I support the BBSP.
I never walk, I always run,
And there's a dozen reasons in this gun.
I'm the leader of the astro zombies, I'll never mix in with the lot,
I'm an animal, never paid attention in school, don't remember a thing i was taught.
The world is such an ugly place. I think homophobia's gay,
When I die, I wanna be buried in black, and one day I'll run away.
I'll escape to a place so far gone, where maybe no one knows my name,
I know that I'll be safe and sound here, not the one to take the blame.
I need to leave this town, and drop out of school. And I'm taking back the life that they stole,
I don't ever wanna be like them; I don't ever wanna sell my soul.
In a solitary style, in this riddle of revenge,
I won't go down by myself, but I'll always go down with my friends.
I'm never coming home,
And I'm not in this alone.
I know that immortality, doesn't mean that we don't die,
But if nobody cares if I'm losing myself, then why the fuck should I?
And I know that life isn't much fun,
When you're always staring down a loaded gun.
When life was perfect, everything was just a lie,
And if there's one thing they should know, it's that I fucking tried.
So here I am, just a kid with a dream,
But I'm worthless, useless. At least thats what they see.
I'm just a sad song, with nothing to say,
So please understand, it has to be this way.
I hide a lot about myself, what am I gonna do?
Some days I feel so hopeless, falling down. But that's really nothing new.
I am young, and I don't care; I'm that girl who's not right in the brain,
I'll try my hardest to ignore them all, I'll try to ignore this pain.
I never thought it'd be this way. There's an aching in my heart,
I am unbroken, they'll never break me. I'm unashamed to show my scar.
I look in the mirror, I hate what I see,
In their eyes, I'm tragic with a capital "T".
I never talk, I'll always scream,
So give a round of applause for the monsters I've been.
I'm that crying angel, I swim in vacant pools. These eyes have had too much to drink,
They don't know a thing about my sins. They wanna see how far down I can sink.
I know I'm awful just to see, unapologetic apathy,
Never gave a fuck about a Kennedy, so lets give three cheers for tyranny.
I'm a decimated dreamer, an angel of the unknown,
I am your biggest fan, I want to die alone.
My smiles are encouraged, I'm expected not to cry,
I've been breathing, sleeping, screaming and waiting for the chance to meet you guys.
And if I ever got to meet you, this is how i'd be:
Tongue tied and oh-so-squeamish. Completely unable to speak.
Is it so hard to understand, that I'm incomplete?
I could never thank you guys enough, it's because of you that I am me.
So thank you for the venom, a million and two times,
By now you're probably getting really fucking tired of these rhymes.
I want to follow in your footsteps, do just what you do,
You're my role models. My heroes. My life. I can honestly say "I love you"<3
I know the past ain't through with me, I know we'll carry on.
I know that I will never marry, I know I'll always love your songs.
I was killing long before killing was cool. I know that we all go to hell.
And even though I've never met you guys, I feel like I know you so well.
This poem is for Bob, for Frank and for Ray. This is for you, Mikey and Gerard Way,
Your music made shitty times seem okay, and your lyrics can get me through the hardest of days.
I have finally discovered that you are my way home,
And I'm trying to let you know just how much you mean to me, in this stupid little poem.
If I said when I grow up I want to be nothing at all, that really wouldn't be true,
Because when I grow up, I want to be just like you.
I guess I can't be all of these things. I guess no one really can.
But I can be, the very best I can be - a My Chemical Romance fan.
I know this poem was cheesy as fuck,
But it means the world to me,
This is a thanks to the band that changed my world.
Sincerely, thanks. From me.
 

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