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User Profile: Tiablue28
Tiablue28 April 11th, 2025

Stank awful mess it’s called no home

Tired no money sleepy call me a zombie

Wishing upon so many money stars still broke

Spare change anyone spare food anything helps

Homeless I lost my baby hours after he was born

Roof walls bed bath food I see it all in my dreams

Count backwards then see myself in a bed one day

Come home come home come home come home home

Voices play like the tap recorder I pawned for food

My car is my safe place only home I can say is stable

Congratulations it’s a boy but baby boy is home in heaven I didn’t give him that home he picked it

Homeless with pains that stab me with no remorse

Eyes on me and my soul I can’t say for sure but help me

I thank you god being alive I walk the path for a new life

True to yourself you once walked my shoes pray for me

Night night sleep tight with one open homeless fears

1,2,3,4 open my eyes

Still in my car I’ll make a wish again tomorrow

Scars bullets bandaids all apart of the skin on my body

Reach for the moon even if you miss you will land among the stars

Daily stride it will be me in a bed and tears bleed me to my joy of going by the wicked unharmed

Homeless is just my everyday war I don’t stop fighting until I sign my lease.

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User Profile: Tinywhisper11
Tinywhisper11 April 30th, 2025

@Tiablue28 you've really painted a story with your words💖 I can relate to this poem but in a different kind of way. The truth that lies within this poem is always hold onto hope and faith, sometimes it's all we have left💖 heartbreakingly, honest poem that brings a tear to your eyes 💖 thank you for sharing this with us 💖