Life on blue smarties..

As i'm burning rubber, racing full speed at 200 mph into a crush i believed was more, i'm spinning deeper into an abyse of self-destruction. The timer is set and the countdown begun, it's a one-way track, it's hte life i have chosen, i have an impulsive personality that makes me grab at the smallest thing and see it in vivid futuristic colours. I am who i was mean't to be. How can i fault this? When i look into the mirror and see puppy eyes and love hearts floating above my head and a thought cloud with the latest name i simply see me.
Life on blue smarties is like living on weed, on coffee, a constant ringing in your ears, a buzzing in your head a motivation to learn, to gain, to seek, to find, to explore, TO UNDERSTAND. Many say love is a battlefield, that we should arm ourselves with our hearts. Others say love is could nine and eternal bliss is rewarded. I say love is in your being and whatever you put your being into you put your love. Love is what you give and what you recieve. Kind of like karma, but i guess a more pacifistic terminology.
Should you set out to seek love, well all you will find is an empty pocket and a drained heart. Patience cqan offten lighten your load, give it time, and your John Smith with come and discover you.