He is lost
Hurting and afraid
A runaway
Running from abuse
Running from neglect
Running from a broken family
Now he lives upon the street
Under bridges
In cardboard boxes
Or
Abandoned cars
Sometimes sleeping on park benches
He survives day after day
The best he can
Sometimes not eating for days
Still he survives
Still he fights
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Sunday, December 2, 2018
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Calm
Calm At ease Peaceful Breath Let in the light Move away from the dark Float away Far away Never touch down
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
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Peter Piper for the Wonderland news, with a story that has been in question for some time. Was Humpty Dumpty's Dallas murder? The answ...
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Good morning New hopes New dreams New ways to show Peace Good morning May your day be blessed In all you do
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