God Bless Me, Doctor in Poetry is the Window to the Soul...
- Aug. 31, 2020, 8:37 a.m.
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God Bless Me, Doctor
God bless me, doctor
I am feeling a keen sort of dread
See, I woke up this morning
Breathing short and haggard
Full of pain and regret
God bless me, doctor
I am feeding this monster
That lives within my head
Without a way to silence her
I know how this song ends
God bless me, doctor
I am stealing motives from the sins
Got trapped in my favorite bad way
This old lock box of memories
Built to break me when I bend
Oh, dear God, bless me, doctor!
I want to surrender
From your false shelter
That is more prison
Than a friend
I got lost in my best way
And I believed in you
Wanted to believe
You are truth, well,
I am here to promise you
That won’t happen
Ever again
Brian Milici
August 31, 2020
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fjäril ⋅ August 31, 2020
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Deleted user ⋅ September 01, 2020
Hey glad to see you there! Hope Laura didn’t cause you much trouble.
LoveSuicide Deleted user ⋅ September 04, 2020
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Thankfully it missed NOLA entirely, we got some weather bands but nothing out of the ordinary. Lake Charles got hammered but they're far to my west. You safely avoid it? I forget where exactly in Texas you are!