God?
Are you even real?
Guess what? I am in prison. Waiting for my rich parents.
They will bail me out again for the nth time. Funny, right?
I'm tired. I'm tired of being an addict,
But I can't stop. This is my comfort zone. In those moments, I feel like I am in control. I feel like I have a choice. With the parents You gave me, I don't feel alive. They wanted to control my life. Every bit of it!
Other people think that I am living the life. But I am just tired.
When will I ever be truly free and truly happy?
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BROKEN PIECES: LETTERS TO GOD
SpiritualThis is a collection of fictional, inspired by true events, letters TO GOD.
