Dear 2017

I stare at this blank page,

Pen in hand.

I wonder how far this pen will take me.

See the problem is the pen can't erase  the past.

A pen can make it go away.

So I learn to breathe again, all by myself. And as hard as it was,  

There's so much to be thankful for,

And im thankful for my breath,

I'm thankful for my family,

My house.


But most of all I'm thankful for the pain,

I'm thankful for my lost tears,

I'm thankful for my broken heart,

I'm thankful for the people who broke it,

And i'm thankful for the way they did it.

Because without all that,

I wouldn't be able to write this poem.

I wouldn't be able to thank my growth.

Or my new strength.

I wouldn't have learned what I now know 

Because without all that,

I wouldn't be able to thank my present happiness.

Thank you. Thank you all.

Those who used me,

And those lied to me.

Those who loved me 

And those who loved and left me.

Those who never gave up,

And those who never even tried.

Thank you. I love you.

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