homeless.
[not proud of this one lol]
A true story of an encounter I had with a homeless lady. Inspired by @shadowdream's story (linked below)
For @inspartion's contest. Inspired by a true story.
Likely my last poem about being homeless and surviving winter.
There was a man many winter ago, he froze in a ditch walking home. His death was not known until winter was over and spring melted the snow.
On a cold winter's night, sometimes, I think of those trying to survive alone on city streets.
A tale of despair...and hope. A bit longer than what I have posted lately.
We should do what is right regardless of consequences
Next poem Saturday
I don’t have a home, I don’t have a family, I don’t have a dream. All I have is the night, and the night has me.
For the guy on the train who merely asked for some help "saving up to buy a value meal at McDonald's, because the shelters around here are closed until Monday". 💔 Stay warm out there, brother! This c...
Now, hunger seems to be my only constant friend. (Homeless)
‘𝕄𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣— 𝕠’ 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖.’
Second piece of the trilogy ‘𝔸 �...
Another poem/microfiction story about homelessness, survival, and winter.
My stream was awesome with Over 100k viewers!! Thank you guys for all the support!!!! While streaming i realized people are struggling everyday to put food on the tables,support there kids,to keep a ...
A true story of an encounter I had with a homeless lady. Inspired by @shadowdream's story (linked below)
For @inspartion's contest. Inspired by a true story.
Likely my last poem about being homeless and surviving winter.
There was a man many winter ago, he froze in a ditch walking home. His death was not known until winter was over and spring melted the snow.
On a cold winter's night, sometimes, I think of those trying to survive alone on city streets.
A tale of despair...and hope. A bit longer than what I have posted lately.
We should do what is right regardless of consequences
Next poem Saturday
I don’t have a home, I don’t have a family, I don’t have a dream. All I have is the night, and the night has me.
For the guy on the train who merely asked for some help "saving up to buy a value meal at McDonald's, because the shelters around here are closed until Monday". 💔 Stay warm out there, brother! This c...
Now, hunger seems to be my only constant friend. (Homeless)
‘𝕄𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣— 𝕠’ 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖.’
Second piece of the trilogy ‘𝔸 �...
Another poem/microfiction story about homelessness, survival, and winter.
My stream was awesome with Over 100k viewers!! Thank you guys for all the support!!!! While streaming i realized people are struggling everyday to put food on the tables,support there kids,to keep a ...