Self destruct in 5,4,3,2 .....

[Queen Beat]

Life is not about the love found in peaceful moments.
It's about biting down so hard on your own tender lips
That your mouth is filled with that iron flavoured texture
That lets you know you're still alive.
It's about scraping by with empty pockets
Living on broken promises
And timing your days by a wristwatch that broke last time you went swimming.
It's about those secret fucks which send you blind
In dark alleyways and hidden closets
That somehow became open for public inspection.
It's about laughing at jokes that really aren't funny
Just so you don't feel out of the loop
And because you want to be able to say
'I have so many friends.'
It's about those nights when you cry yourself into exhaustion
Searching for a restless sleep and a dream
That will help you escape from the tragic circumstance
Of being awake.
It's about perfect states of oblivion
When you flost above a sea of people
And touch the flashing lights
That would surely send you crazy
If you weren't already insane.
It's about the lines between teh words
Even though everyone's saying the same thing
If you listen close enough.
It's about smiling at beautiful sunsets
For no other reason
Except you survived another day.
It's about one too many mistakes
One too many cigarettes
One too many lies
One too many truths
One too many regrets
And pushing that self-destruct button, one too many times.
5, 4, 3, 2 .....

 

[harraser]

It's about the lines between teh words
Even though everyone's saying the same thing
If you listen close enough truer words have never been spoken.
Darls youve got such a different view on things to me, but its soo the same as well....I cant explain it, but i just want you to know that i love hearing your view and the beautiful ways you put it.
thanks hun, for making me smile lately, adn for this stunning written view on a subject close to my heart
love ant

 

[plazma]

Life is a value neutral thing for me, its about the spin you put on it, what mood you're in. A flower can look happy or sad, its all about which angle you're viewing it from psychologically.
I think life is about everything, its about nothing. It doesn't have a meaning, and it doesn't need one, it just is a state of being.
I love your poetry hon, always have, and always will.
*huge huge hugs*
-plaz out-

 

[punch e punch]

Originally posted by Queen Beat:

It's about biting down so hard on your own tender lips
That your mouth is filled with that iron flavoured texture
That lets you know you're still alive.

This is overall a beautiful and poignant poem, QB.
However, I've gotta say that the above quote is my favourite part cos its kinda the philosophy I live by (at least the way I interpret it).
I'd rather be hurt and know that I'm alive than feel empty and numb, living safely to avoid pain or risk.
Well, that's how I justify all that drug-taking, anyway...