Tell me what to do, God
I screwed up again, tell me what to do
I thought that this, that this was it,
That I'd come to the end of my fruitless search,
That this eternal quest was completed,
That I could finally rest at home.
How did I err so cosmically?
How did I allow myself the glimmer of teasing hope?
When always, always, it came to this?
I can't do it anymore,
I simply cannot.
I'm so tired, so tired,
And my heart is not as strong as it used to be,
These countless betrayals have worn it down
To near-microscopic size
And I have to take this with a smile,
I have to be content with discontent,
They say You have a plan,
But that never really helps
I don't even know if I should continue caring,
Tell me what to do, God,
Please
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No comment, just... just enjoy the piece. I had to get this out of my system, that's all.
Thanks,
- El Solo Gio
Written November 5th, 2003
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This was amazing! I can see the depths of your soul in it, as well as your plea to know what to do... I'm in awe of the way you have put this all together & enjoyed reading this poem of yours.
He does listen, and he will answer, and I believe you will listen in return!
~angella
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