From the pit of my coldness
You burn me with acid-filled glares
Like I am nothing but garbage left to go stale
Out here I have no shelter from the rain.
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This poem depicts the stark cruelty of being homeless. So much morbid but brilliant imagery 'acid filled glares', 'garbage left to go stale' 'labelled a leper amongst the sick' and 'doorway of despair'. Others very often don't understand the hopeless depression the homeless feel as they wander aimlessly through day and night. Excellent work! 10
What a way to express being lost to feel despair in a world of poverty. Touching.
every street person has a story to tell but few are willing to listen