Sunday, December 07, 2008
sometimes, when you suddenly run out of people to go out with, where everyone's not free in one way or another, that's when you realise perhaps you may not have many friends after all.
perhaps it's time to go reflecting about life. probably haven't got the chance to do that in ages.
ah life.
voodoo-ed and killed at 11:44 AM
VOODOO-ED.
life is like a needle.
a voodoo needle.
it pricks.
and it hurts.
every passing day,
it will find its way to prick me.
the moment i felt
the lethal injection enter my body,
i knew it was over.
this curse has been embedded into me,
not going to be lifted anytime soon.
for the next couple of decades at least.
it's too late.
don't start regretting.
the curse of life begins.
everything is no longer the same,
anymore.
try to accept it.
(i know i'm trying.)
i've been voodoo-ed.
and now,
i'm just waiting
for the effects to take place,
for the day to come.
waiting, for the curse to befall upon me.
simply waiting,
to meet my doom.
life's never the same again.
i'm voodoo-ed. and killed.
