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"WANTED: A reason to live" by Circe Avalon

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I need to find a new reason to live
Control and endurance
these weapons have become over taxed and rusty
and control was really never mine to master
I'll endure anything
not because I want to , but because I have little choice
Endure or die
I was once a proud warrior
honorable wounds abound
But I have been cut to the quick
the marrow now leaches the color from my face
the pallor of the moon shines through my eyes
I have spilled much upon the ground
my blood, my enemies blood
my tears and mine enemies
I have come to realize the identity of my foe
when we meet upon the battlefield I looked into his eyes
His mask then dissolved and Reason stared me in the face
I realized he should have been standing at my side
instead I fought against Reason
Reason no longer considered me his comrade
Now, I have laid some of my weapons aside
Now endurance is my only tool
I need a new reason to live
Conviction and resolution
enlightenment and hope
these things are part of the new reason I need to find



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On Friday May 30th, 2008, Pureheartless (39) writes:
sounds like an emo willing to fight off the force of depression with just a little push of words or life.


On Friday May 30th, 2008, Circe Avalon (186) writes:
in most cases that I have know emo's are willing to cut and maim themselves. Life does enough harm, no need to mutilate oneself. Personally, I think we all need a little reassuring words once in a while, whether or not one choses to injure themselves.


On Friday May 30th, 2008, Jonas (867) writes:
mathematical reason. death = 0 ; life = x ; life as a sum of experiences can not possibly equal zero, as you are required to experience by nature of life, so x > 0 ; so, if life is x and death is 0 and x is greater than 0 the equation is: (life > death) . there you have it.


On Friday May 30th, 2008, Circe Avalon (186) writes:
The poem isn't about death. It's about not beginning able to give up but not seeing what to live for. A inability. A handicap. Life is a riddle without an answer, which means that the reason to live has no answer either. But that doesn't stop people from looking...


On Sunday June 1st, 2008, Jonas (867) writes:
...but i just answered the riddle. mathematically. :-)


On Sunday June 1st, 2008, Jonas (867) writes:
i'm sorry, i often mask true feelings with silliness. i found this poem to be moving in a lot of ways, there have been more than a few times in my life when i've seriously questioned the cost to benefit ratio of life. not a suicide thing, but as a practical thing. it bears questioning and this poem expresses that.


On Sunday June 1st, 2008, Jonas (867) writes:
to me.


On Saturday May 31st, 2008, Narcissa (747) writes:
I couldn't agree more... thanks for your insight.



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