Thanksgiving

It’s dark in my living room,

it’s way past noon.

The dishwasher is whining in the background,

The only sound I hear is the sound of the tears I’m crying.

 

I have nothing to eat,

There’s no turkey steaming on a plate,

The loneliness is lurking within me.

 

Why should I be thankful for everything in my life when there’s no one left in my family?

Why should I be celebrating when my life feels like a lie?

 

There’s blood pouring out of my heart,

my hands are trembling of fear.

Maybe I should drown another beer.

 

The rain is splashing against the roof,

Why is it so cold in my bedroom?!

I don’t want to wake up again in this doom.

 

Tell me why should I be thankful for this year?

Should I be thankful for the terrible clothes I wear?

Should I be thankful for the tears in my eyes?

Should I be thankful for the lie that is my life?

Should I be thankful for the people who left me behind in this sorrow?

Should I be thankful for tomorrow?

 

 

 

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