Like I do almost every night
I prayed right there on the spot
The moment my brain began to process the thought.
The thought of you
and questions I don't even allow to
Manifest in my mind because I don't want control this time.
I tell myself no
Don't Call
Don't think
Don't you dare drink.
Just breathe
I'm allowing God to guide me
I'm allowing God to make me happy
For now, only I deserve me.
That's the way its going to be.
Accept it.
Leave me be.
Reach me by calling on Jesus
He'll relay the message to me.
Memoirs of Faithing it to make it.
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