A Mad Man's Diary....
-
This topic is started for anyone to post anything which he / she may not wish for others to understand... May it be incomprehensible contents... Inappropriate wording structures... Weird combinations of letters.... Whatever......
This is the place for the MAD to WRITE a PIECE of hIS / HEr MIND...
-
We are getting stronger and they know. But we must remain cautious. As long as they donÂ’t cross the line, there will be peace.
-
I Love Poon-Tangs...
-
Somehow I feel I can understand this?Originally posted by DeadPoet:We are getting stronger and they know. But we must remain cautious. As long as they donÂ’t cross the line, there will be peace.
But they're getting stronger too.....? -
i follow your little footsteps all over the tangled net everyday. every little gesture makes me jealous. i love you. my lofty dreams, you will realize them to be true one day.
-
It doesn't matter.Originally posted by Devil1976:Somehow I feel I can understand this?
But they're getting stronger too.....?
-
To all Investigation Officers,
Topic of the day: Why are there no serial killers in Singapore? Discuss.
[Hint: Compare Singapore with Hong Kong] -
I've been poisoned... The toxin that runs on my mind, in my head and all over my body.... I do not know how to reverse its effects.....
-
All it takes is a special someone to screw up your life.
-
WORKS, RAMPAGES, FLIES....
IRRITATING, LURING, NONSENSICAL LULLABY...
MSN, CHATS, DRINKS... YOU SEARCHES.... YET OF A PERSON YOU DO NOT WISH TO SPEAK.
CHOP UP THE SILENCE, CHOP UP THE SILENCE....
BLOOD.... BATHES ON ME.... -
i ain't no investigation officer, but.. i think....Originally posted by DeadPoet:To all Investigation Officers,
Topic of the day: Why are there no serial killers in Singapore? Discuss.
[Hint: Compare Singapore with Hong Kong]
it's cos they nvr teach violence or killing [as a subject] in sch.. being typical singaporean, we only score wat is tested!
hmm... in tis light it may not be a bad thing after all
-
But they don't teach killing in Hong Kong right?Originally posted by tare:i ain't no investigation officer, but.. i think....
it's cos they nvr teach violence or killing [as a subject] in sch.. being typical singaporean, we only score wat is tested!
hmm... in tis light it may not be a bad thing after all
-
I did it! It opens!
-
Somehow I feel it has got something to do with the stress and boredom level...?Originally posted by DeadPoet:But they don't teach killing in Hong Kong right?
There're killers in Singapore, but I think people hardly go serial in Singapore...
Anyone who wants to go serial would probably have better luck in another country....?? -
I hate bitches...
-
Suddenly I feel that my 'hate list' is growing...
And I think somehow it's true... There're loads of bullsh|ts on the internet.... -
Caught up in those lies
Those lies that didn't seemed to matter before
They're all back. -
Cold, harsh shackles fastened at my ankles,
My thirst for freedom drains every sinew of strength,
Only an iron-cast determination restrains
the yearning hand from the key
that lies within reach
at a word and a change of
mind. -
The shackles
They are not of the flesh
But of the mind.
Your pain
They are not of the real
But of the imagined.
You will fail
And you will rise
You will fall
And you will rise
You will die
And you will rise. -
Don't look at me, I do not know you.
Very silent, people dying.
Bang!
Clear the streets, tomorrow's gonna be a 'clean bright' future for the rest.
Very quiet, no one's looking.
Everybody's busy with the markets' screen.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Very dirty.
Very early, nobody's watching.
Aiyo... Nobody really cares...
You're dead, you're dead.
Before you're dead, they just stare.
Very noisy, the sounds on the streets.
Very narrow we stared.
Very lost, we walked with our head up, looking high in the sky...
Very popular the others' stories...
Very silent, the night... The streets... Everything....
In my long awaited dream...... -
Do you write poems with your head dead or alive?
Do you think?
Do you understand what you're writing?
Do you think you understand?
Are you writing what you wanna write....
Or what others wanna see....? -
Suddenly as a devil... I realised that I've talked and cared too much....
-
Things happen in our lives
That we canÂ’t break free from
Things in our past that we canÂ’t escape
We try so hard to forget,
yet it still lingers there
Haunting us,
Taunting us
Its still there,
Waiting for us to think about it,
to relive it
All we want to do is out run our past
But all it seems to do
Is to run circles around us
All it seems to do
Is creep back in
Make its way back into our life
And make us relive it
Over and over again
Letting us rest enough to think itÂ’s gone
But then trapping us again
How do we get rid of our past?
The answer is-
You canÂ’t
You canÂ’t get rid of something that has happed
Because we did it
It happened
I know thatÂ’s not the answer that you want
But itÂ’s the truth
We donÂ’t get rid of our past
We let it go
We have to let it go
Its one of the hardest things we can go
Letting go is never easy
But something we all must do
Letting go of the past is hard
But were better off for it
It canÂ’t cause you pain
If you let it go
I know itÂ’s not that easy
I know it canÂ’t be done in a day
It takes time
It takes patience
This may be harder for one person
Then it is for someone else
I can't let go...... -
16 Nov
Had a terrible stomach today .. wanna shit but can't shit , nothing come out.. OH Shit =/ -
interesting question....Originally posted by Devil1976:Do you write poems with your head dead or alive?
Do you think?
Do you understand what you're writing?
Do you think you understand?
Are you writing what you wanna write....
Or what others wanna see....?