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Slit my writsts.. thats how i learn..
Charred to the bone.. my Body Burns..
covered in crimson.. constantly yearn..
Body bleeds black.. awaits my return..
Open arms await.. a glint in his smile...
Beckens to me.. to stay for awhile..
We share a drink.. Spirit or wine..
how long has it been..? doing just fine..?
our shadows and identity aline..
We are One again.. just like old times..
But i can't..
Just Some witty observation and banter on my part.. At the end of the day who are we without a voice?:) enjoy your stay.. Ever looked down to see the floor wasn't there.. and you start falling.. falling..
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Saturday, February 19, 2005
42 More Days To Go..
I didn't Even cross my mind till
a platoon mate brought it up couple of days back..
Wow.. "Forty Two"... the number just kinda rolls off your tongue..
Doesn't it..? maybe its just me then..
Its coming soon. But things haven't been getting any easier..
i'm still tryin to stay focused.. counting as the days go by..
Basically we are tying up the loose ends..
a couple more exercises to go.. fibua.. pac.. panther.. Hcc.. Mtp
Wondering if i should perform at coms ball...
got a couple of songs worked out.. thats still in the works..
Going to rogue tonight.. hope its good..
Need to unwind.. have a couple of drinks..
I didn't Even cross my mind till
a platoon mate brought it up couple of days back..
Wow.. "Forty Two"... the number just kinda rolls off your tongue..
Doesn't it..? maybe its just me then..
Its coming soon. But things haven't been getting any easier..
i'm still tryin to stay focused.. counting as the days go by..
Basically we are tying up the loose ends..
a couple more exercises to go.. fibua.. pac.. panther.. Hcc.. Mtp
Wondering if i should perform at coms ball...
got a couple of songs worked out.. thats still in the works..
Going to rogue tonight.. hope its good..
Need to unwind.. have a couple of drinks..
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Monday, January 31, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
BruneI~
Its almost over..
bags packed lying at the foot of my bed..
Reminiscent of day one..
Come full circle beginning to end..
the end to begin..
A little more skinny,
3.8Kgs lighter,
and wiser of the jungles of tembourong
i emerge.. triumpant badge in hand..
little more than nothing on my mind..
Weary bodies take awhile to climatise
back to sheltered surroundings..
the unease of Nomad..
Followed by the solitude of Hermit..
and the pain of each step of Bone..
Nothing more than just another faint memory
in the back of our minds..
My last post was when i was still in tawian a good 5 weeks ago..
thats a long time.. anyway first off let me fill you in..
i've been in brunei for the last 3 weeks doing my Jungle confidence course..
It is some crazy shit to go tru for a silly badge..
cold.. wet.. hungry.. insect infested.. wet.. you name it..
probably the most uncomfortable environment to survive in..
It was a long and trecherous 3 weeks.. but its over and done with..
Things have changed since then.. i've changed.. just a lil.. here and there..
Miss my Buds.. the marist gang.. the chancery clique.. my family.. and espically my bro..
Ken's in Bmt now.. Charlie Coy~ plt 2 section 1..
so its quiet at home without my bestest bud around..
Congrats To Nick My Second Lta Brudda..~
u made it my man.. finally.. 10 mths Of the shit..
i'll be seein u soon.. but with one Slight Difference~
my shoulder will be carryin the same bar u are..
--TrapT--
A little sip of spirit will calm me down..
Everythings a mess chaos all around..
A little more drink will ease my mind..
make me believe that everthing is fine..
Shot glasses lined up.. vodka to the brim..
maybe tomorrow i'll wake up and not have to be him..
Bottle runs dry i can barely stand..
Can't see or hear can't wait to end..
Its almost over..
bags packed lying at the foot of my bed..
Reminiscent of day one..
Come full circle beginning to end..
the end to begin..
A little more skinny,
3.8Kgs lighter,
and wiser of the jungles of tembourong
i emerge.. triumpant badge in hand..
little more than nothing on my mind..
Weary bodies take awhile to climatise
back to sheltered surroundings..
the unease of Nomad..
Followed by the solitude of Hermit..
and the pain of each step of Bone..
Nothing more than just another faint memory
in the back of our minds..
My last post was when i was still in tawian a good 5 weeks ago..
thats a long time.. anyway first off let me fill you in..
i've been in brunei for the last 3 weeks doing my Jungle confidence course..
It is some crazy shit to go tru for a silly badge..
cold.. wet.. hungry.. insect infested.. wet.. you name it..
probably the most uncomfortable environment to survive in..
It was a long and trecherous 3 weeks.. but its over and done with..
Things have changed since then.. i've changed.. just a lil.. here and there..
Miss my Buds.. the marist gang.. the chancery clique.. my family.. and espically my bro..
Ken's in Bmt now.. Charlie Coy~ plt 2 section 1..
so its quiet at home without my bestest bud around..
Congrats To Nick My Second Lta Brudda..~
u made it my man.. finally.. 10 mths Of the shit..
i'll be seein u soon.. but with one Slight Difference~
my shoulder will be carryin the same bar u are..
--TrapT--
A little sip of spirit will calm me down..
Everythings a mess chaos all around..
A little more drink will ease my mind..
make me believe that everthing is fine..
Shot glasses lined up.. vodka to the brim..
maybe tomorrow i'll wake up and not have to be him..
Bottle runs dry i can barely stand..
Can't see or hear can't wait to end..
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