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Homeless

Homeless

 

I’ve slept on a bench

And know of desperation

With depression all around

My hopeless situation

 

I’ve been broke and homeless

Not knowing where I’d go next

With waves of paranoia

Dogging my every step

 

I’ve been on the streets

In my dirty clothes

My body underneath

Unwashed and feeling cold

 

I’ve known some better days

With shelters for my plight

I thanked them in the day

And prayed for them each night

 

I am good these days

And appreciate the help

My spirit I have regained

And I am feeling well