The Dance Of Life And Death
Author: Xeracy


We die without living
Not living for tomorrow
Tomorrow's just a myth
Myth's were based on faith
Faith overrides proof
Prove I exist
We exist in a moment
Moments are created
Creation is an art
The art of self destruction
Self destruct until perfection
Perfection is the end
Endings are merely beginnings
Beginnings result in time
Time is a natural restraint
Natural restraints for the natural man
Man corrupts beauty
Beauty was just opinions
Opinions are based on facts
Facts may be fiction
Fiction depicts possibilities
Thatís possibly probable
Probable Cause diminishes freedoms
Freedom contradicts law
Creating laws causes thinking
I think about the inevitable
We inevitably have problems
Problems with addictions
Addictions are indiscriminate
Discrimination crosses the line
Time lines coexist with chaos
Within chaos lies darkness
Darkness gives birth to bodies
A body to hold the light
Letís shed light on the subjects
Subjecting to self mutilation
We self mutilate to feel
Accepting feelings is painful
The pain can be overbearing
Overburdened souls seek solutions
Finding solutions in suicide
Suicide equals separation
Separation results in death
We die without living


Comments on this poem/writing:

Haven ( -- Tuesday, April 12 2005, 08:04 pm


boo ( -- Tuesday, April 19 2005, 05:00 am

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good job...
Xeracy ( -- Saturday, April 23 2005, 07:48 pm

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Thanks... :)
tamara ( -- Sunday, July 31 2005, 08:17 pm

well then

were just going around in a big circle there arent we its been awhile since you put a poem on here i thought you might have given up i told you once before and ill say it again you are a artist with words you are a very good poet even though you are a odd one i still love ya we all gots ta be different
anonymous ( -- Monday, August 1 2005, 06:45 am

double wow!

i haven't seen one done like this....i like it Xeracy...thanks for read..enjoyed it alot
Cassie ( -- Wednesday, August 3 2005, 08:37 pm

power of words

you have very deep emotions. emotions that we all have, bbut eveyone is different. you can express your emotions by words while others use have a sense of style that only few poets can find. to you i say well done
Heather ( -- Wednesday, October 26 2005, 03:12 am


Good Job i'm glad to hear you are doing well. i miss talking to you.... see ya around
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