27 (A cute little non-pretentious thingy I wrote for Amy and Janis)

27

No deadtime
During my lifetime
No, deadtime
Doesn’t mean sitting alone on the lawn doing nothing but breathing the air and viewing the sky during springtime
Deadtime lives inside and means feeling – not even emptiness - nothing
Not doing nothing
The opposite of love is not hate – It is indifference
And the opposite of life is not death – It is indifference
And if you died at 27
And called out your song so loud
That is was heard by everyone around
85
64
27
Age is just a number.
The deeper you live
The less you fear death
And sometimes living so much is the very thing that makes you want to die
It can hurt beyond belief
Dig deeper!
If you feel there is no relief
Dig deeper still!
Instill the fire as my fuel
And all I can decide
Is that it will burn till I die
Not to be extinguished by the cynicism of life
Or the goal of living till I’m 85.
It is quite modest isn’t it
To promise to live while I live
And not die until die
A long life could be a nice plus
But age is just a number
And if love knows no age (But beware of power inbalance!)
Than why the hell should life?