Grateful
It's like a breath of fresh air, when you accept exactly who you are, realising things aren't that bad and you've really come quite far
From the heartbreak of being paralyzed and then left to fight alone, to picking yourself up and moving on, to see how much you've grown
From the lonely nights and tear stained pillows, writing erotica on my phone, to being happy within myself, being content when I'm alone
Being grateful for the things I have, there's still so much that I can do, grateful that I've got family and friends, people just like you
People that have pulled me up, when I was really low and down, who made my face crack a smile, where once there was a frown
I've been given a second chance a crack at a full and happy life, yes there will be ups and downs but no one's ever free from strife
So thank you all for being there, when I've often dropped the ball, you've all helped put me back on the road again, for that I thank you all
THE KINKY POET
