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What Am I Living for

An impulse awakes me
A stubborn accomplice
It's a plant that I have watered and grown

A desperate companion
A nurtured obssession
It's choking out the love that I know

So I open my eyes
And I draw back the curtain
And I pray to the god that I ignored
Could you unlock my prison
Could you give me a reason
Could you tell me what I'm living for

There's a purpose that chases
A meaning that searches
And a hope that is making me run

There's a doorway to conscience
And a stairway to freedom
But all I see are the things that I've done

Could I turn back the tide now
Could I find something better
Could I build on the things that I lack

Cause an impulse has trapped me
An angry liaison
A thought with a knife at my back

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  1. Date: 2/1/2013 8:27:00 PM

    I hesitate to say i enjoyed this..but it is very well done and very sad...good work. BG

  1. Date: 2/1/2013 5:29:00 PM

    Hello Kyle, a deep poem. I think i know the feeling. I hope you can reach the knife and start over again. it is nice trying and not giving up on life. I felt as if you woke up, before the sun... enjoyed the rhyme... LINDA