Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She believed that the world was good. She believed that everything was fair and just. She believed that love lasts forever. She believed that everyone could live in peace and harmony. She believed that everyone was a kind soul. In a nutshell, she believed that the world was beautiful. But as she grew older, she realized somethings. She realized that the world was not good. She realized that life would never be fair or just. She realized that love did not last forever. In fact, it does not hold on much at all. She realized that people could never live together in peace or harmony. She realized that there were evil and despiteful people out there. In a nutshell, she realized that the world was just an ugly heartless sphere. However, as she matured, she found out why. She knew why the world was not good. Because the people living in it did not take care of it. She knew why life was never fair. Because people had no sense of inte...

She took the knife And led it across her wrist, To take her life, And end it with a twist. Once this deed is done, She'll forever be free, For her worries there be none, She'd no longer have to flee. Blood draining out from her, She feels the warmth seep out too, Getting colder and colder, Her lips becoming blue. Her heartbeat becomes weaker, Her eyelids flutter close, Her breathing becomes slower, As she begins to doze. Her body slumped against the wall, Her breathing finally stops, No more thoughts or feelings at all, Exactly like a dead white corpse. Perhaps you wonder why, She chose to take this road, Perhaps it's time you try, To share another's load.

I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do, I wish I had it my way, Then I wouldn't be so blue. I finally cried today, The tears all streaming down, It was definitely time I'd say, To let my guard right down. I thought I had it, I thought I had it all, But what I had was just a bit, And I've come crashing into a wall. I think it'd be weird, If I had a beard, So would she in a skirt, In her boyfriend's t-shirt. I don't know what this is, I don't think you do as well, But oblivion is bliss, So you'd still feel just as swell. Finally to end this nonsense, And to part to thy separate ways, I know this is just nonsense, But see ya at the end of days. HAHAHAHAHA. Brain malfunctioned.

I came to your house that day, Knocking on your door, You would not let me in, And even chased me away. I cried my heart out on the streetside, Wondering and wondering why, I looked up once in a while, But you weren't there by my side. I missed the days when we had fun, So much of love and so much of joy, Those days are now long gone, Like a fugitive on the run. I do not know what happened, That caused this drift between us, Further and further apart, As if "we" had never happened. But then I finally realised, The problem is not with me, But instead it is with you, The man whom I used to idolise. (incomplete) I can't think of the next stanza yet... Title also simply put first. Comments are greatly appreciated and valued. Thanks! And it's fictional!!! Not real life...

The day is passing me by, As I sit here typing away, I see an irritating fly, And chase it away with a spray. My nose is running bad, My eyes are watering too, I have not felt this bad, Since I was in year two. My brain has deserted me, Rend'ring me dumb and useless, Sitting here like a dummy, Is really something priceless. Mr. report is waiting here, Ms. thesis is on my tail, Would someone please be a dear, And send them both to jail. I can take this no longer, So off I go for the night, If you're busy do not linger, But just remember me alright? :)

I couldn't study for my molecular biology lab test yesterday. And the lab test was today.. so I suppose I could have done badly. Thank goodness I won't get back the paper. Well, oblivion is bliss. Haha. I was too busy thinking about my finals. Thought so much about it until I could make a rap cum poem about it. Geez... Here goes... Day and night, Study study study, With all my might, But is this right? Studying molecular biology, Makes me wanna go for therapy. Next in line is genetics, Man, I'd rather join some politics. Now here comes cell tissue culture, I just don't get the whole picture. But with culture and communication, I do hope I can get some salvation. Day and night, Study study study, With all my might, Now, it just seems oh-so-right!! Hahaha... it's short and silly. :D

This wasn't done by me, I got it from an email, but I like it. So I'm dedicating this to all my friends, near or far, sane or insane. I love you all, thanks for always being there for me, though I may have failed to be there for you at times. My fault, please do hit me with a broomstick when you see me. Thanks. Friendship - None of that sissy crap Are you tired of those sissy 'friendship' poems that always sound good, But never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship. You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card- Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship. 1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad. 2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you. 3. When you smile -- I will know you are plotting something thatI must be involved in. 4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you ...