"THE JOURNAL"
I SIT ALONE IN THESE FOUR WALLS,NO ONE COMES BY,,,,,,NO BODY CALLS.
THERE'S NO ONE TO BLAME,,,,THIS IS HOW IT SHOULD BE.
I DON'T DESERVE SOMEONE,,,,,,CAN'T EVEN STAND ME!
I'VE NO ONE TO TALK TO,,,,,JUST SIT HERE IN THOUGHT,
FOR THE DAMAGE I'VE DONE,,IT'S A LESSON WELL TAUGHT.
WHEN "DARKNESS" FALLS, I'LL SNEAK OUT IN THE HEAT,
THE "DUMPSTER'S" CLOSE BY,,IF I'M LUCKY I'LL EAT!
TO YOU, THAT'S DISCUSTING,,,,,,,,TO ME, IT'S A MEAL,
WHEN YOU'RE "HOMELESS" AND COLD, IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL.
I WRITE IN MY "JOURNAL", EACH DAY OF MY "DOOM",
DID I MENTION MY FOUR WALLS, IS A "BOX CAR",,,,,,,"MY ROOM"!
YEAH, "THE LIFE OF A BUM", SHOELESS AND FREED,
BUT YOU KNOW WE HAVE "HEARTS?"
AND WHEN "CUT",,,WE TOO "BLEED",
I WILL TELL YOU THIS,,,,,,I'M NOT TELLING 'NO LIE'
WHEN "SICK", YOU GET "HELP",,,,,,,,"WE'RE" ROLLED OUT TO "DIE"!
I HOPE WHEN THAT HAPPENS,,,"SOMEONE" WILL FIND THIS "BOOK"
"TELLING HOW "SHAMEFUL" I WAS,
BUT, I WAS NEVER A "CROOK"!
HAD "FEELINGS"LIKE OTHERS,,AND I "PRAYED" EVERYNIGHT!
BUT I HAD TO STAY "HIDDEN", AND "NOWHERE", IN SIGHT.
I WATCH WHILE SMALL "CHILDREN", WOULD PLAY IN THE PARK,
"I" HAVE NO SUCH "MEMORIES",,,,,,EXCEPT "BEATEN" BY "BARK"!
YOU "CHILDREN" OUT THERE! HAVE "CHILDHOODS" OF GOLD,,
YOU REALLY WON'T KNOW IT,,,,,,,,UNLESS "MY STORY" IS "TOLD".
"MY PARENTS" HAD "DUMPED" ME, WHEN THE TIME I WAS "BORN"
"PASSED"FROM ONE "HOME" TO "ANOTHER",
I WAS "BEATEN" AND "TORN".
I'D NOT GO TO SCHOOL, HAD "NOTHING" TO WEAR!
JUST "RAGS" ON MY BODY,,AND MY FEET, ALWAYS "BARE".
MY "BRUISES" WERE SEEN, FROM MY "FACE" TO MY "FEET",
I WAS "LOCKED" IN MY ROOM,,,,,,,"BREAD AND WATER", I'D EAT.
I'D SIT THERE AND CRY,,TIL TOLD,"GO TO BED"!
I'D CLOSE MY EYES TIGHTLY, AND "WISHED" I WAS "DEAD"!
I FINALLY FOUND CHANCES TO "RUN" FROM THIS HOME!
NO "IDEA" WHERE I'M GOING,,,,,JUST "FREEDOM" TO "ROAM"!
I COME ACROSS "RED CROSS"THEY GAVE ME SOME "CLOTHES"!
CUP OF SOUP, AND SOME CRACKERS,,AND A "BED", IF I CHOSE,
I TOOK MY FIRST "SHOWER"! AND LAID ON MY "BED",
WHEN I HEARD SOMEONE ASKING,"WHICH ROOM? JUST AHEAD?"
I JUMPED FROM MY WINDOW! AND "RUNNING" AGAIN,
THROUGH THE WOODS AND SOME DITCHES,AND THEN A "COLD RAIN".
I FOUND A "CLEARED SPOT", HOW "BEAUTIFUL" IT WAS,
SOME SAND, LIKE THE "BEACH", WATER "FLOWED"LIKE "THE SPAS"!
I FELT SO AT "PEACE", "NO REASON" TO "FEAR",
"NO ONE" COMING TO "BEAT" ME,OR "CUSS" ME OR "SWEAR"!
I STAYED FOR AWHILE,BUT THEN"HUNGER" SET IN,
I WALKED TIL THE BOTTOM OF MY SHOES HAD WORN THIN!
I COME ACROSS "PEOPLE",,,,,LAYING ALL ON THE GROUND,
SOME HAD MADE "FIRES",THEY STOOD ALL AROUND.
THEIR "CLOTHES" WERE ALL DIRTY, AND WORN FOR AWHILE,
"THEY" TREATED ME LIKE "FAMILY"!
AND ALL HAD A "SMILE".
"WE" ALL SHARED OUR "STORIES", OF "HARDSHIP" WE'VE BEEN,
"BUT" WHEN I TOLD "MINE",,,,,,"HELD BACK TEARS", WERE STILL SEEN.
AS "HARD" AS IT SEEMED,,,,I HAD TO MOVE ON...........
"THEY" TAUGHT ME "SURVIVOL", AND "HOW" TO GET BY,
FOR "THE FIRST TIME", FELT "CARED FOR", AND STARTED TO CRY.
THEN ONE SHOUTED OUT,"HEY KID!" "YOU'LL BE FINE"!
"YOU'RE A CHILD OF GOD!"
"HE'LL" KEEP YOU IN LINE"!
"YOU" THAT HAS FOUND "THIS", PLEASE TAKE TIME TO "READ""I'M NOT JUST A "DEAD HOBO"I HAD "NO CHANCE" TO "SUCCEED".!
"PLEASE TAKE CARE OF MY JOURNAL", IT'S ALL THAT I HAD,
TO PROVE "I EXSISTED"! EVEN "THOSE " WHO ARE "GLAD".
"CAN'T BLAME THEM ,NOT CARING"
AND TO "CLAIM" ME, THEY'LL NOT!
"MY SUFFERING'S NOW OVER,JUST LAY ME TO "REST"!
"MY BODY'S" SO TIRED, IT IS ALL FOR "THE BEST".
"FROM "BOX CAR TO COFFIN", NOW THAT'S A STEP UP!
NAH,,,,"THE STATE" WILL JUST "BURN" ME,
THROW MY ASH IN A "PAPER CUP!
"THANK YOU" FOR SAVING THIS "JOURNAL" I WROTE,
IT'LL MEAN "NOTHING" TO MOST, MAYBE "SOME" WILL TAKE "NOTE"!
CAROLYN LOVE
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