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  1. Club food fight
    31st Dec 2007 15:26
    16 years, 11 months & 2 days ago
  2. Some short quotes...
    5th Sep 2007 05:00
    17 years & 3 months ago
  3. See that girl
    5th Sep 2007 04:57
    17 years & 3 months ago
  4. Fake
    5th Sep 2007 04:47
    17 years & 3 months ago
  5. Don't care anymore.
    5th Sep 2007 04:45
    17 years & 3 months ago
  6. When will I be loved by you?
    5th Sep 2007 04:43
    17 years & 3 months ago
  7. There for each other
    5th Sep 2007 04:41
    17 years & 3 months ago
  8. How you promised me.
    5th Sep 2007 04:39
    17 years & 3 months ago
  9. Dad...?
    5th Sep 2007 04:36
    17 years & 3 months ago
  10. Spirit
    5th Sep 2007 04:32
    17 years & 3 months ago
Tyger Tyger (named after a published poem)
17 years & 3 months ago
5th Sep 2007 04:31

I looked,
I stared,
I watched,
Through the bars of this prison,
I sat as tears rolled down towards my wiskers,
I raised a paw to my discoloured face and wiped them away,
I gritted my teethed and tried my hardest not to cry anymore,
I have to be strong,
I will not be defeated,
I will keep the last of my stripes,
They are my pride,
They are my identity,
They are my life,
My poor discoloured stripes,
My pride,
My identity,
My life,
Fading away,
I stood and looked at my back,
Only a few proud shiny black stripes remain,
I must escape,
I will not let them,
Steal my identity,
It is a fate worse than death,
No identity,
I looked closely at the gate,
The padlock is gone,
I am free,
Free,
Free as a bird,
Speaking of birds,
Theres one on that hill over there,
I wait,
My instincs kick in,
I run,
Almost as fast as a cheeta,
Into the day,
I head for the hill,
To the bird,
It is a bird of prey now,
And I'm the predator,
I stop,
I think,
Will it be painful for the thing?
What about its family?
I think of myself,
My poor self,
The odd one out,
The one with funny skin,
White stripes,
Jaundiced eyes,
My sad glistening eyes,
Witnessed eyes,
Witnessed murder,
Of,
Family,
Friends,
Enemy's,
Tygers,
I am relentless,
I pounce,
I moar the defencless thing,
To death,
I am still famished,
Hey what are they running by that river?
Could they be what I dream of,
White, Fluffy rabbits?
Yummy, deliscous balls of fluff?
I sit,
I wait,
My instincs tell me when to pounce,
How many?
1...4...7,
Enough to feed me for a few days,
If I get at least 5,
I will survive,
I will not be defeated,
I'll live for my stripes,
I'll so them I care,
That I miss them,
I'll make myself proud,
For them,
Not for me,
They will be loved,
More than I will ever be,
I have no family,
I have no friends,
Yet I am here,
Unloved.

You hurt me.
17 years & 3 months ago
5th Sep 2007 04:30

I look around,
In the cupboards,
And on the ground,

There must be something,
Somewhere,
Something sharp,
Bound to leave scars.

I open draw's,
Fling open cupboards,
Lay on the floor look under things,
Look under my covers.

A pair of scissors,
Perfect,
I'll leave a mark,
One that might make you understand,
If you even come here.

I think,
I hum,
I sniff,
Then the tears roll down.

I know what to carve,
Something to haunt you,
For as long as you see,
My sad,
Defencless wrists.

I slice,
I carve,
I make a flick here,
And a flick there.

Finally I'm almost finished,
Maybe no more pain,
Will my wrists have to bear,
YOU HURT ME.

They are the words etched onto my skin,
However long I live,
When I'm old,
Forever.

One last mark,
The dot,
Now where to put it,
Where in my open flesh?

I look,
I study,
Science better of done,
A good deed.

I see it,
There it is,
The treasure to me,
The vein.

I stab it,
I sob as I bleed,
I wish this didn't have to,
End like this.

Maybe mum,
If you loved me,
Came to see me,
It would need never of ended.

Like this,
In a pool of my own blood,
When will I be found,
With the message upon my wrist.

Will you be there for the funeral?
Will you cry?
Will you care?
Or will you walk away back to your life?

Im dead,
Theres nothing you can do.

That little girl...?
17 years & 3 months ago
5th Sep 2007 04:27

That little girl,
Did she really exist,
Mummy?

Was she really killed,
By her,
Daddy and,
Mummy?

Was she really killed,
By those,
Meant to help her,
Mummy?

Will you ever,
Do that to me,
Kill me,
Mummy?

No little girl,
Mummy wont,
Mummy loves you,
Too much.

You have a tempreture,
My little girl,
Let me give you a pill,
Just have the contents,
Of this bottle.

There must be,
50 or so in there,
Enough to make you feel better,
In an hour or so.

Mummy,
I don't feel,
Too good,
I feel woozy.

Give it 5 more minutes,
They will make you sleep,
Really well tonight,
Now come here,
For a loving embrace.

Mummy,
I love you,
Little girl,
I love you more.

Im sorry little girl,
I was ill,
I didn't mean to,
Kill you.

I got what I deserve,
A life sentence,
If I return,
I'll put flowers on your grave,
Each day forever more.

Oh bad girl
17 years & 3 months ago
5th Sep 2007 04:26

Why do I go to school,
What is the point,
Your only going to hurt,
I don't have much choice.

You'll hurt me,
Try to break me,
Force me,
To slowly fade away.

You laugh,
While I cry,
Cry with laughter,
While I die.

I lay motionless on the floor,
You watch,
You stare,
Now your scared.

Oh bad girl,
What did you do?
Did you kill me?
Are you running?

And you were the one,
That called me a wimp,
Yet there you are,
Running away.

While I lie motionless,
In a pool of blood,
Battered and bruised,
Dead on the floor.

That girl
17 years & 3 months ago
5th Sep 2007 04:23

See that girl,
Standing over there?
Shes smiling and talking,
With her friends,
Shes laughing without a care.
Just seconds ago,
She wasn't there,
She was in the bathroom,
With loads of cares.
Her friends must be blind,
Because behind that smile,
Under them braclets,
Are scars,
Never to be forgotten.

  1. Club food fight
    31st Dec 2007 15:26
    16 years, 11 months & 2 days ago
  2. Some short quotes...
    5th Sep 2007 05:00
    17 years & 3 months ago
  3. See that girl
    5th Sep 2007 04:57
    17 years & 3 months ago
  4. Fake
    5th Sep 2007 04:47
    17 years & 3 months ago
  5. Don't care anymore.
    5th Sep 2007 04:45
    17 years & 3 months ago
  6. When will I be loved by you?
    5th Sep 2007 04:43
    17 years & 3 months ago
  7. There for each other
    5th Sep 2007 04:41
    17 years & 3 months ago
  8. How you promised me.
    5th Sep 2007 04:39
    17 years & 3 months ago
  9. Dad...?
    5th Sep 2007 04:36
    17 years & 3 months ago
  10. Spirit
    5th Sep 2007 04:32
    17 years & 3 months ago