Relief is coursing through my veins
Pumping, deadening my pains
Jitters falling into delirious pools,
Agitation so hot, now cools.
Serenity flowing, peace at last.
Someone calling from my past.
This voice I’ve heard before
Coming from deep inside my core.
Slowly it announces, it’s me from before.
Come on, remember who you use to be.
Recall those days full of desire
For those dreams you had, to aspire.
Now lost in my sordid history
Adding to my world of misery.
Stooping down to beg, part of the mix
To feed the craving for my next fix
My ragged stinking clothes foul the air,
Dark stains ingrained in pores and hair.
There was once in my heart a place I called home
Since then I’ve roamed down so many roads alone.
No longer a chance to be who I might have been.
The streets doorways and parks are now my scene.
My nights spent on a cold bed of cement
Sleeping rough my hunger never content.
Day and night a matter of survival.
My seductive desires have no rival.
I no longer seek the help from others,
Or seek to belong to a band of brothers
I walk alone with demons of another kind
These are the meals upon which I’ve dined.
People pass me by with fearful looks and distain
Others show care and compassion to my pain.
They all move on towards a place they call home,
Whereas, I’m left in my world, in the cold alone.
The day when I’ll finally find my eternal peace,
Will be when I’m pronounced deceased.