Life to be Lived

Life to be Lived

A Poem by Shayla Sayer
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for the Creative Writing challenge, halloween edition... My Vampire i chose was Louis de Pointe du Lac from Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles.

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“Why not?

Why fight against all that you are

And all that you will never cease to be?”

He stares at me

Seeing past my idle curiosity

Into the fervor hidden within my soul.

His forest green eyes

Stare at me with such weathered hurt

So much disappointment

Almost as if he’s already lost

But while he longs for oblivion

He cannot stand the non-feeling

Sure to accompany such an escape.

“Is there a reason, child?

Must there always be one?

Can’t I simply decide

(Without an explanation, or cause!)

That I despise what I have become?

Yes, it is true

The damage is done

The ultimate demise has been wrought

But why must I embrace it?

Why can I not fight against the inevitable

In a war I know I’ll lose?”

I look at him

As he turns away

And I know his battle was never truly fought

For it was over long before it begun.

“You don’t fight.

If you fought, perhaps there would arise a reason

A cause for the battle you insist on fighting

But you don’t even have your skirmish to cling to!

You have nothing

For you lie here and act as if

The world does not pass you by slowly.

Yes, you have countless years to live,

But each and every one is different from the last.

Every month changes your surroundings

As the seasons change

And the world reflects its progress.

How are you content

To sit here and just allow it to happen?

Allow yourself to waste away

Without witnessing for yourself

The beauty night brings?”

His eyes close

And his voice is soft

“The world never changes

Destruction brings pain

And pain leads to destruction

The cycle never ceases

And I’ve seen it happen countless times.”

Our time together is over

And I know inside it was just a millisecond

In the span of years, inestimable,

That this one will witness…

But for me, it was a moment

In which I realized

Life is based of willingness to live

But living is based off your enjoyment while doing so.

And if your life lacks this enjoyment

There is nothing to call fulfillment

In a life that was never lived.

 

 

 

© 2011 Shayla Sayer


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liked it alot not many complaints or fixes to be said about it

Posted 12 Years Ago


Clearly its beauty has a gripping lore that holds this reader and has a claim on my admiration. You penned this beautifully.

Posted 12 Years Ago


THis one has teeth! and draws you in... holds... and sinks within...

Chris

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Shayla Sayer
Shayla Sayer

Fontana, CA



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i love to write. i have been penning down my feelings since i was 13. in my own opinion, writing is sort of like love and wine--it only gets better with age. more..

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A Poem by Shayla Sayer