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Good Morning

Eyes still shut my mind begins to race A familiar awakening and endless chase Toward the feeling of emptiness, feeling of pain With the ultimate goal to starve my brain Replaying yesterdays failures and feelings of regret Eating dinner and dessert, immediately upset Strong feelings of glut, feelings of pain With the ultimate goal to starve my brain Just get out of bed, let the shower run Over your morbid body and hideous buns Wash away yesterday's joy, now try to abstain With the ultimate goal to starve my brain

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Beata Agustin

Date: 8/11/2023 4:45:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Tom Woody

Date: 8/10/2023 11:14:00 AM

I'm thinking not so good a morning? Hey, the sun will still rise. "Good morning Mr. Sunshine, you brighten up my day. Come sit beside me, in your way..."