[Johnny the homicidal maniac]'s diary

116451  Link to this entry 
Written about Saturday 2008-07-05
Written: (4214 days ago)

J.K.C. Poems(new!)
Current mood: 6 soda’s and counting...(wthin the last 5 hours)
Category: 6 soda’s and counting...(wthin the last 5 hours) Life

alright...sorry it took so long...my computer wouldent let me post blogs...every one who wanted this should thank jordan....


Blood rushing down my arm,

there it goes.

Where will it stop?

Nobody knows!

there's more then i thought,

it covers the floor.

I'm starting to wonder,

will it pass the door?

Looks like it did,

I hope no one finds me.

Forget about the blood,

just let me be.

Thump thump thump!

Their coming up the stairs.

Jazz is screaming,

But she's the only one who cares.

Now she's running through the blood,

with eyes of sorrow.

I can tell she knows,

I wont be there tomarrow.

But all well,

what can i say?

It was so sad,

seeing you yesterday.

I saw you,

pushed up against his chest.

He is just using you,

like all the rest.

My heart no longer bares the pain,

of you holding it's key.

For this death,

will set me free.

~my suicidal endings~
I write poetry,
to get your heart racing.
But mainly to get you thinking,
about the story you are facing.

I like the comments I get,
when reality sinks in.
But I really love my words,
crawl like bugs under your skin.

My suicidal endings,
were never planned.
I guess you'd have to be the voice in my head,
to truely to understand.

Scaring the reader with my work,
was never my true goal.
But it excites me,
when I can stare straight into your soul.

I get asked constantly,
dat to day and week to week.
What the hell is wrong with you?
I guess I'm just a freak.

The ending of a poem,
changes the readers point of view.
But how you end your story...
well, thats up to you.

I choose death,
strickly to make you see.
The worlds not as pretty as we want it to be.

In most of my poems,
I write about young love.
It's such a strong emotion,
that we have no control of.

Anyways, I guess this is the end,
because I am all alone.
Now you can see that I'm weak,
from the emotions i have shown.

~This is who I am~

a young boy,
all alone.
so much pain and emotions,
never shown.

hardly breathing,
hes almost dead.
his heart held together,
with long black thread.

looking back,
its clear to see.
in this poem,
im describing me.

so wipe away,
the bloody tears.
walk me through,
my unknown fears.

sit by my side,
and reach for my hand.
listen to my problems,
and pretend you understand.

stand with me,
on this ledge.
when the time is right,
push me over the edge.

look down,
and watch me fly.
will i float,
or will i die?

if your reading this,
you get to determine my fate.
can you help me,
or are you too late?

If you keep being a dick,
I will take a 12 guage to your head.
you make me so sick,
I will laugh when you are dead.

Maybe I will use an axe,
to chop you up.
I will put you in stacks,
perhapes even a cup.

When push comes to shove,
then you will see.
There was no love for you,
Not even from me.

Soon I will snap,
only god will see.
what I will do to you,
will make me free.

Even I know that you are not that bright,
to see that you are forsaken.
I hope you sleep well tonight,
because you will never awaken.

*dedicated to...my father*

~Humpty Dumpty~
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings horses and all of the kings men,
couldent put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

A blood boiling scream,
didn't help the scene.
as Humpty Dumpty layed there and cryed,
just moments after...he died.

Every one grabbed a plate,
they tried not to be late.
For they had a feast,
and did not see Mrs. Humpty Dumpty turn into a beast.

blood and guts went every where,
but she didn't care.
She onlt fed her hate,
with everyone she ate.

In the end,
It was all just pretend.
As she picked up her loved ones legs,
And help herself to some eggs!

*dedicated to...all the little kids who like eggs!*

There was a little boy,
with a blade at his wrist.
this is another poem,
with a crazy twist.

He's not in love,
this poem is not about a girl.
It's about an average boy,
In a fucked up world.

He see's his future,
he knows what's ahead.
everyone knew,
that he'd be better off dead.

What caused this?
Why does he want to die?
So many unanswered questions,
Only you know why...

His horrible screams,
his silent cry's.
His lonley heart,
his blood shot eyes.

Now he's dead,
probly in a better place.
It's all your fault,
look at his tourmented face.

Love, hate or greed,
did'nt cause his end.
all he ever wanted from you,
was to be his friend.

116416  Link to this entry 
Written about Thursday 2008-07-03
Written: (4215 days ago)
116341  Link to this entry 
Written about Tuesday 2008-07-01
Written: (4217 days ago)

[ ] I like skinny jeans
[x] Music is my life.
[x] I write poetry/song lyrics.
[x] My hair covers part of my face.
[x] I wear band shirts
[x] I know who Jeffree Star is.
[x] I wear/wore converse.
[x] I have/want my lip/nose pierced.
[x] I listen to Saves The Day, Chiodos, Thursday and/or Gym Class Heroes.
Total = 8
[ ] I'm in a band
[x] My AIM screen name has an x in it
[x] I understand that My Chemical Romance is not emo.
[x] I also understand that Green Day is not emo.
[x] I know what mosh means.
[] I sit in corners often
[x] I dislike MTV.
[ ] I take pictures of myself a lot.
[] Especaily ones were you cant see my whole face

[x] I am lost without an cd player/my iPod/mp3
[x] I know that emo is not just a sterotype
[] I have/had thick rimmed glasses.
[x] I have no issues with bi/gay people
[x] I hate the president.
[x(when i dyed my hair)] I have/had a mohawk.
[x] I've worn black nail polish.
[x] I hate my mom.
[x] I hate my dad .
[x] I hate where I live.
[x] Black is a great color
[x] I do/have/thought about cut/cutting myself.
Total = 11

[x] Right now I am listening to music
[x] Myspace=Love
[x] Hot Topic doesn't scare me.
[x] I wear studded belts.
[ ] I have had a body part signed by a band.
[ ] I've cried while listening to Dashboard Confessional.
[ ] I have kissed a guy.
[x] I have worn girls jeans.
[x] I have/ had/wanted dyed my hair black
[x] My closet has black or dark clothes.
[] I cry alot
[x] I write on myself.
[x] I have been called emo before.
[x] I listen to undiscovered bands
Total = 10
Overall total = 34
Times your overall total by 3 and that is how emo you are.

I'm 102% EMO
(i don't think you are supposed to multiply it by three...

115051  Link to this entry 
Written about Sunday 2008-05-25
Written: (4254 days ago)
113422  Link to this entry 
Written about Tuesday 2008-04-08
Written: (4302 days ago)
109737  Link to this entry 
Written about Sunday 2007-12-23
Written: (4408 days ago)
109666  Link to this entry 
Written about Friday 2007-12-21
Written: (4411 days ago)
107127  Link to this entry 
Written about Sunday 2007-10-21
Written: (4471 days ago)
97468  Link to this entry 
Written about Thursday 2007-03-29
Written: (4677 days ago)


96970  Link to this entry 
Written about Tuesday 2007-03-20
Written: (4686 days ago)


92324  Link to this entry 
Written about Friday 2007-01-12
Written: (4753 days ago)

______[00000000000000_______0000000000000 ]
____[000000000000000000__000000000000000000 ]
__[000000000000000000000000000000_______00000 ]
_[0000000000000000000000000000000_________0000 ]
[0000000000000000000000000000000000________0000 ]
[000000000000000000000000000000000000000_____0000 ]
[0000000000000000000000000000000000000000___00000 ]
[00000000000000000000000000000000000000000_000000 ]
[000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 ]

 The logged in version 

News about Elfpack
Help - How does Elfpack work?

Get $10 worth of Bitcoin/Ethereum for free (you have to buy cryptos for $100 to get it) and support Elfpack!