In The Rain Under The Bridge Poem by Robert Hilary

In the rain, under the bridge
I sit and shiver, I whimper, and weep.
In the rain, under the bridge.
I curse, I shout, I cry out-loud,
But no one seems to hear me.
I blame the world, for what I've done,
In the rain, under the bridge.
I scream at people, I yell at cars,
I say i don't deserve this. I envy all of those who live,
In their warm, and cozy houses. In the rain, under the bridge.
I'm hungry, I'm cold, I'm out of luck. And no one seems to care.
As i blankly stare at the sky above I say it isn't fair
In the rain, under the bridge.
I'm miserable, I'm all alone,
I have no place, to call my own.
In the rain, under the bridge.
With remorse, with regret, and not much else,
I finally lay down to sleep.
And with malcontent, for all good things,
I never wake, again.
In the rain, under the bridge.