Angel Fury

Angel Fury Poems

People get fed up,
With everything someone does,
So they start screaming at them,
Just cuz.
...

I dream of a day,
Where my problems fade away,
But instead here I lay,
While my body starts to slowly decay.
...

Whenever you break an angels heart,
It bleeds with dark red blood,
Whenever you lie or cheat or steal,
Heaven is usually a flood.
...

My life was hell,
Then You came around,
Our love was silent,
It had no sound.
...

What happened to you daddy,
You use to be very cool,
But since you did that big mistake,
You are a total tool.
...

A girl like a dove,
A boy in love,

She's a bit girly,
...

Ladies and Gentlemen gather 'round,
I have a tale to tell,
There is some news that I found,
About a guy who can sell.
...

Have you seen the deadman?
His eyes remind you of pain,
You try to escape the glare,
But you just can't refrain.
...

When people say that life sucks,
They don't know what their talking about,
If they knew how my life was,
They wouldn't scream or shout.
...

People make fun of people,
Especially their sexuality,
But what if one of your frends was gay,
But you liked their personality.
...

Love isn't something to toy with,
you can't do with it what you please,
If people found out that a geek likes you,
They would just laugh and tease.
...

Feet cold,
Nothing to hold,
Burning fire,
Shows desire.
...

I am in love today,
He dries my tears away,
He is the love of my life,
He made me put down that knife.
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Why must life be so hard,
Why does it play that card,
You may think your life's perfect,
But then it catches you off guard.
...

Once you want to have intercourse,
You better not get the measel's,
Because once the boy get's there,
POP! goes his weasel! ! !
...

My life was hell,
I look all around,
I pretend everything's okay,
Without a sound.
...

Angel Fury Biography

Hi everyone! My name is Baylee Gurertte (Grrrr-ette) . I decided to go with the poet name Angel Fury because I've had a bad past that can't be forgotten. I've been played a lot by men who think they can get whatever they want, but I thought they were nice at the time. I've never felt the same after those men after again. My father is a complete idiot. He slapped me when I was around 4 years of age, And my parents had a fight in my room when I was 5. I've never been able to cope with that and I believe it's affected my life. My mother and father separated after that. Shortly after my dad started drinking and smoking, My mom never started drinking, Only on occations she did... but never around us, but started smoking. Currently I live with my mom who is finally trying to Quit her habit and I visit my Dad through CAS (Childrens Aid Society) because of something that happened between my Dad & brother. The only way that I can get rid of the pain or sorrow that I have was to write poetry, Song lyrics and short stories. Some of them may be silly... but those were the days that I actually felt like.... myself. So that's me. If you want to know more about me, E-mail me at bails_012@hotmail.com. Sorry if I don't reply right away, because I don't have internet yet. the only time I can reply is if I'm at school or at the Library.)

The Best Poem Of Angel Fury

***suicide***

People get fed up,
With everything someone does,
So they start screaming at them,
Just cuz.

But the thing that they never think,
Is what their thinking at that moment,
And now they really want to do it,
Because of the apponent.

So as soon as they got home,
They go right to the kitchen,
They pull somthing out of the drawer,
It was a knife they were fetchin.

They start writing a simple note,
On why they would even commite,
They write on that note everything,
And why they would think of that s*it.

After they got done,
Writing that little note,
They grab the rope from the closet,
And in their words they quote.

I no longer wish to live,
In this life I don't deserve,
Seems like everyone has a problem with me,
Except for that little perv.

So thet get up on that chair,
Tie the rope around their neck,
They madethat it was tied on,
Teir words were 'What the heck.'

They kick the chair and was hanging,
They swung forward and back,
They stab themselfs with the knife,
As one of their bones had a crack.

So next time be nice,
And pretty please confide,
to that one person because,
It's never a pretty suicide.

Angel Fury Comments

Sunset moonshine 11 February 2009

you are a very good poet... Keep it up... I enjoy reading your stuff....

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