There are so many things I should be thankful for
Trust your heart and see the light
Fight through darkest paths with all your might
The wind will blow
Memories may follow
But count my blessings
At least my salad has dressings
Count my sorrows
I ll show you my future my tomorrow
I will prove myself to be strong
Standing up alone oh so tall
A best friend to you am I?
Someone last on your list
Taken for granted am I?
I don't feel my priority
Explanations absent apologies mistaken
I'm numb to feel you around again
The warmth that you used to bring froze
The dessert alone cactus stood exceedingly cold
Protrusions that sharp
Far and few in between
Lonely plant simply out of reach
Wishing that it has company
Company means the lost of life
Two cacti competing for water
Like lovebirds hanging onto a cliff
With that I end my poem
Leave the loose strands there
May the wind blow them hard
To change what I really meant
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