Still Alive

• Artist: karrot cake
• Description: Eh~
• Date: 06/26/2009
• Tags: still alive

Snow is everywhere. It cuts you down. You're not even close to the top of the mountain.
Three men beat you bloody. They use bats. There is no justice.
I love you. Now, I don't love you, but i'll take all your money and everything you have.
Lady from accounting trips and spills hot coffee in your face.
Lightning strikes. Statistics kills everyone. Are you part of the statistic?

A car smashes In to your car at 100 miles per hour.
Lions rip you apart. They say you're the luckiest person on earth...and you can't use your legs.
Internet scams got you again? How much do you have to pay this time?
Vengeful spirits haunt your one bedroom apartment.
Everything happens for a reason. No matter what happens, at least you're still...alive?

Comments

[xxX3mo HeartedXxx]

shes saying statistics kill not statistic kills.
oh and by the way this makes no sence it suck!
fuggin retard

[karrot cake]

actually statistics kills still makes sense...I mean, if you think about it, statistic() kills doesn't make sense

[Taste of a Raindrop]

Hmm, an interesting poem. Personally, I don't care for the build of it. But that's my opinion. Others may love it.

Lighting strikes should be lightning strikes. Also, do not put (not related events) in your poem. Either make it so the reader knows they're not related or find a way to link them. But don't put little notes like that in the poem. It disrupts it.

Also, statistics is a plural word, so the verb would be kill, not kills. Keep up the hard work. wink

[karrot cake]

you suck