Liquid Life

This is a free-verse poem I wrote a while ago. Dedicated to my best friend Nikki

Its the s**t i dedicated myself to 

I wanted to feel lifted 

Liquid 

Lifted off the ground 

On my way to higher places

“You’ll be a screw up”

“Don’t let it take you over”

But I wanna feel taken over

Because being myself just isn’t good enough anymore

W***e

“That will never be me”

Said the girl I was 6 months ago 

Before I met the monster I would become

Because ...

Because I want to be shifted

Lifted to another world

Where tears never existed

Liquid

What is this solid place

With wrong turns and sharp corners?

The dark always peering over your shoulder

Hold her ...

Hold it safe in your grip

My soul was sold to the devil

When i took my first hit

Liquid life rushed through me

Who was this girl in the mirror?

The one with the dark make-up 

And combat boots

And a dime in her pocket

And coke in her nose

Sex on her mind

Knowledge on the back burner

Always

When I was high I was always 

Always was me 

Never was a figment of the imagination

Reality was fantasy

Fantasy was real 

Liquid thoughts were on my finger tips

My dreams came true!

This new girl was a winner! 

But this winner is losing her mind

And her money

And her family 

And her friends

Her friend … 

“Junkies don’t have friends”

Yes i do

I have me 

Myself 

And this 8 ball in my pocket

And the thoughts that overflow my scorching mind

Time 

There is never time here

Theres never any hurt 

Until you fall off that wild ride

Just wait til your sober

And then you’ll know hurt

Liquid in my veins

Liquid in my brain

Liquid got me lifted 

Lifted 

But I’m fading into nowhere.

Author's Note

Thoughts?

Reviews

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Wow I really like this, Victoria. There are some really powerful lines in here, like: "But i wanna be taken over because being myself just isn't good enough anymore." That's such a great line. And then the overall theme is just golden... Not knowing one's own self and not liking who you've become. Everyone can relate to that at times. And the way you portrayed it as a "i haven't met myself yet" feel is just brilliant. Outstanding job, my friend.