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ObjectWriting => Object Writing Word Of The Day => Topic started by: Ymmot13 on June 05, 2018, 06:40:24 PM



Title: Doctor
Post by: Ymmot13 on June 05, 2018, 06:40:24 PM
Seeking relief from the eternal pain
That rains down questioning if I'm still sane
Not sure if it'll ever change
If I'll ever escape this heartache phase
It's not a cry for help so save the violins
Not seeking some random guidance
I appreciate the advice, but keep it to yourself
This self-loathing ain't a cry for help

It shouldn't come to you as such a shocker
I'm not seeking help from the love doctor
Gonna exit this abyss no matter the cost
But for right now I'm just lost in my thoughts

I don't need your pills, or your cold hands
Just getting a tan laying in the sand
Healthy distractions is what I'm craving
So please stop your bad attempts at saving
Me from myself, I'll be good in the long run
Just needed 10 minutes to release the bum
I've had a great life and for that I'm thankful
Just times like these my glass doesn't seem half full

It shouldn't come to you as such a shocker
I'm not seeking help from the love doctor
Gonna exit this abyss no matter the cost
But for right now I'm just lost in my thoughts

1 minute left to get this last thought of my chest
I shouldn't haven't saved the last as best
Psych nah I don't have another line in mind
My apologizes for ending this rant on a lie