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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What does it mean to be alive? Is it movement, taking up space, putting one foot in front of the other, healing our scars, moving on and getting back up? Or, is it your brain activity, thoughts, feelings, emotions, swirling through your mind, a soul powerful like a force, a light that can brighten any darkness inside and out? Or is it imaginations, dreams, looking for tomorrow, having experiences that only lead to fulfillment, or disappointment to learning something new? Is it making a difference, some sort of contribution, meaning something to someone, delivering a memory, a smile, a sense of hope? Or, could it simply be a heartbeat, blood pumping through your body, full of warmth and passion, breathing, inhaling, exhaling, taking in, letting out? But, what if your movement is slow, your motions invisible, the space you take up is wasted, and moving on is impossible, because you are constantly pushed downwards, and whenever you try to get back up, you are sent back falling down again and again, leaving a scar that never disappears? What if you are emotionless, and the only feeling is numbness, and your only thoughts are possessed by fascinations of how to stop the terror inside your darkened mind, and your soul was stolen by all the obscurity inside and out? What if you forgot how to imagine good, and are only led to disappointment by others and yourself, and searching for tomorrow was lost by an endless today? What if every time you attempt to give, to have some value, you are shattered by rejection from everyone in your life that you lost any hope that was left? What if your heart has no reason to continue beating, and your blood has become cold as ice? Are you really living when breathing is the hardest thing for you to do? So tell me… what does it really mean to be alive?
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