LJ Idol Week 10: Open Topic
On the Streets
I sit alone on the street
the cold concrete
chilling my bones
the most painful thing
I have ever felt.
People hurry by
they avoid my eyes
as though I don't exist
pretending I am invisible
I feel shame.
The loneliness
that animal terror of having
nowhere to go
no one to call
I want to scream with the pain.
I could die here
a nameless body without
an identity
no one would know who I was
no one would care to find out.
It is a sad feeling
knowing I am all alone in the world
that I could disappear
and not one person
will even come looking.
I sit alone on the street
watching the people
being ignored
I am afraid and cold
so dizzy with hunger.
I don't sleep at all
not the first night or the second
just sit there in blankets
Overcome with a sense of
bleak hopelessness.
I sit alone on the street
the cold concrete
chilling my bones
the most painful thing
I have ever felt.
People hurry by
they avoid my eyes
as though I don't exist
pretending I am invisible
I feel shame.
The loneliness
that animal terror of having
nowhere to go
no one to call
I want to scream with the pain.
I could die here
a nameless body without
an identity
no one would know who I was
no one would care to find out.
It is a sad feeling
knowing I am all alone in the world
that I could disappear
and not one person
will even come looking.
I sit alone on the street
watching the people
being ignored
I am afraid and cold
so dizzy with hunger.
I don't sleep at all
not the first night or the second
just sit there in blankets
Overcome with a sense of
bleak hopelessness.