Today I'm feeling generous so I'll write 2 entries. This one shall be a poem. Let's search the dark recesses of my mind and see what darkness I have today. And also can practice some literature skills
Darkness. Oblivion. Pure darkness. Why has thou forsaken this young soul, Only to cast the life of mine into that bottomless pit. No escape from the clutches of evil. The only way out is by death alone. Even death cannot guarantee one survival, For through it much more blackness can be derived. The darkness of the redness in blood, Only serves to remind us of our mortality. Our weakness, our strength. Oh how can I save myself from who I am. How can I slay the demon that I am. Even the piercing sting of the dagger can provide no solace. Even the fiery pain that poison induce can only prolong my suffering. I want this to end. I want not this life of mine. I just want peace.
Hmmm haha just trying out some stuff. Do tag on my board to get comments. Guess I'm pretty much in a calm state of mine to write this sort of stuff.
9:50 pm;
N {PROFILE}
Norman Woon
21 Years Young
Male
27/03/1987
MJS, MSS, CJC(rox)
