Cutting through the layers of self-defeat and pretense
with razorblade awareness, I draw upon my reason
that makes no sense to anyone who doesn't share my feelings
unapologetic of what it means to me
cynical or realistic, the line is often blurred
unmoving resolution to either side is just absurd
until those sudden moments when life calls for your reaction
spontaneous impulsive reaching for the simplified conclusion
I do not mind, doing what I can
my soul is destined to be reckless by design
for we are all defined by how we choose to die
and I'm driven past ambition
to make it better than my own worthless human life
No, I am not suicidal -- far from it. XD I don't normally comment on my poems, but I would like to avoid getting anymore spam. not from you, this was someone else, well-meaning as it may be, it was entirely unneccessary.
10 years ago
I just wrote a comment, then I voted, and my comment was lost.
Basically, I said I liked it, and this line[s] was my favorite:
"cynical or realistic, the line is often blurred
unmoving resolution to either side is just absurd"
Because I laughed, and I like it, and I'm going to steal it and dance around with it, if you don't mind.
Don't kill yourself. You sorta sound suicidal. Don't do it. Cause I'd be sad. And, I'd run out of poems to steal and dance with. Even if I am weird. It's fun. You should try it sometimes. I'm ramblinggg.
I think I should be banned from commenting. I'm bad at it.
But, I like your poem!
I gave it a five. Blah!