#PoetryoftheDay: “ThanksGiving”

I have suffered,

i had pain,

I was obsessed,

lost, into my remains.

I got out,

These are the things I can do without.

I’m saving myself,

I no longer live,

imprisoned, into some fake world.

This is what I can give.

No loger a world

With false hope,

I can’t pull this rope.

What is lost is lost,

I can’t live,

chasing a ghost.

Trough it all,

I know  I have no one else to thank,

but me,

no one else,

really, for saving me,

for growing up.

Nothing will stay the same.


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