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I am thankful for my life.
I am thankful for each day I arise,
knowing that God has let me live again...
even on days that I do not want to.
I am thankful for my family.
Though I live hundreds of miles away,
I know that their love transcends
the distance that seperates us.
I am thankful for my home.
Even though I have to share it with
some people that I don't care for...
it sure beats living on the streets.
I am thankful for my friends.
Even though they can be pains in the butt,
I know they watch out for me each day,
and so I do with them, without reservation.
I am thankful for my sweetie.
Though she is not here to celebrate with me,
I know our love for each other is special...
a reason for thanks, if there is no other.
I am thankful for my faith.
My beliefs are a comfort when there is none,
soothing away the pains that plague my soul
when there is no other way to subdue them.
On Thursday, we spend a day to give thanks.
In reality, this should happen ever day.
Be it alone, or with your family and friends...
you have plenty of reasons to be thankful.
--RKJ
I am thankful for each day I arise,
knowing that God has let me live again...
even on days that I do not want to.
I am thankful for my family.
Though I live hundreds of miles away,
I know that their love transcends
the distance that seperates us.
I am thankful for my home.
Even though I have to share it with
some people that I don't care for...
it sure beats living on the streets.
I am thankful for my friends.
Even though they can be pains in the butt,
I know they watch out for me each day,
and so I do with them, without reservation.
I am thankful for my sweetie.
Though she is not here to celebrate with me,
I know our love for each other is special...
a reason for thanks, if there is no other.
I am thankful for my faith.
My beliefs are a comfort when there is none,
soothing away the pains that plague my soul
when there is no other way to subdue them.
On Thursday, we spend a day to give thanks.
In reality, this should happen ever day.
Be it alone, or with your family and friends...
you have plenty of reasons to be thankful.
--RKJ
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Is This Love?
I walk down a crooked, broken pathway
A lone tear permanently attached to my cheek
Exhaustion explodes from every pore
Food will not satisfy
Water will not quench
All hope is gone
But as long as I'm with you, I will not stumble
You are all I need to satisfy and quench my needs
Hope will slowly return
My heart is broken;
Lies nearly dead in a heap of despair
Little pieces are broken off here and there
They won't be coming back.
But you are slowly piecing me back together
You are bringing life back into mi corazon
I have faith you can find the missing pieces
When we're together, I feel balanced
I'm madly in love in a calm way
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love your mistakes
I've fumbled around with hearts before,
and let them fall. Cracked fingernails, walked into
doorframes, bumped into people and hesitated too long
to open my mouth. Moments passed me by, often.
Occasionally, I was brave, and fell hard on my nose.
Was bleeding and embarrassed for the pain;
and the proof of it, the blood.
Said "sorry, but," or didn't say sorry at all, ate my feelings
or starved myself for them, carried my guilt around with me
until it made me sick and lose my appetite,
drowned my hand soap in the toilet,
didn't stretch after exercise and was sore for days,
kept my distance to those reaching out to me.
Pushed my pain asid
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Lover's Lament
Dear Diary,
How wrong is it to want to be loved? I mean honestly, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. My greatest dream in life was to get married and have children, and be absolutely adored by my family. Is that so wrong to want?
I would guess that your response would be ‘no of course it’s not wrong,’ but with my life, you’d probably be able to guess why no one would want to love me. Growing up I was always the weird kid, the one that no one wanted to sit with. I had an overbite and my parents were always drinking. That was okay though, cause even though they’d get in arguments sometimes and try to hurt eac
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Tomorrow, we celebrate Thanksgiving.
This poem lists some of the reasons I have to be thankful.
I hope that you-and-your's have a Happy Thanksgiving, and may your turkey (if you do eat it) will not give you the "dirty birdie."
--RKJ
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A good reminder to us all. Thanks.