Simple Thanks Poem by Shiloh Thompson

Every song on the radio reminds me,
Crawling towards that familiar feeling,
But being pushed away by your hate,
The blows you give send me reeling.

That song echoing in my broken mind,
Distracting me from the reality at hand,
No longer an individual to you and yours,
I’m just one in a million grains of sand.

In the end nothing ever matters to you,
My struggling you watch with dead eyes,
I put my trust in you, and you let me go,
Seems I wasted my time with futile tries.

I think you should know you lied to me,
Said you would be there for me forever,
Promised, pledged, and swore an oath,
But seems all of that has become never.

Just searching for somewhere I belong,
I suppose it makes sense it wasn’t with you,
Nothing that happened was actually real,
I guess somewhere inside of me I knew.

These wounds you made need time to heal,
But this time they feel the cleansing rain,
Rinsing my body and soul clean of my sins,
Washing away the blood, hate and pain.

There was something taken from me by you,
Leaving me stronger with a better heart,
Perhaps you took my weakness of character,
Leaving a better me when you played your part.

So thank you, friend, for all the love you gave,
For all it was riddled with falsehoods and lies,
You were there when I needed you the most,
I won’t forget until the last piece of me dies.