Inspirational poetry expressing the feelings of being a homeless.
The sky was blue,
the light was few,
I was lost and confused,
No one understood…
Everything seemed so dark,
even when I spoke
the morning was lit with a spark,
yet I was living on a bench in the park…
All alone I cried,
with no one next to me by my side,
I would collect whatever I could to survive…
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