The Gray Terminal

  I laugh, so lifelessly low I smile, crying deep below I curse,breaking my vow To no one who hears, even now.   I chuckle to my spine Yes today is nigh! Wishing seven and a decade The day I met my life.   Perhaps in another world, A much more fortunate child liken a kingdom,a king’s commemorated Drafted with gifts, overly joyed   A fantasy this day so seem’d A joke perhaps, to a life so grim Good night I greet a reflected wimp Into bed I crawl, like a limp. ************************************************** haha happy birthday! Hey thx! A step closer to the end, yet a year extra to endure.where’s the party? here it is! everyone including me, me , me and all the other non existing nobodies not reading this are certainly invited! but hey who bothers anyway?

  many of you definitely already know this, but anyway……       ITS FIFA SEASONNN! and this is the official fifa theme song of SA 2010   just like a waving flag!

  I glare upon a horrific image as it snarled back with hate. I damned its very existence So did it to me.   I despised his visage and abhorred his carriage I disgust at his actions His every single fraction.   This revulsion I had Drives me mad My vengeance never had because of one sole fact:   I’d flail my fist into his temple Knives would pierce at my knuckle If I’d shot at his head I’d leave the neighbours with dread If I’d throw him off my window a million shatters would splatter below Else I could slit my wrist And suffer to watch him torment.   A phantom that could never be absent Unless I kick a bucket or strike and smash at every glint But the worst of his quaint, The ultimate truth : He's acutually me. *****************   Well it’s been a while now since I had actual time to update on my blog, so here’s a poem I wrote about how I’d feel most most of the time. There a...