Homeless
Mosquitoes attack my face and hands
as I try to hide under the scratchy sheets
I found in the abandoned fire House I now lay in
Sweat pouring from my body drenching my clothes
rats and roaches surround me
devoured in the stinch of mildew, ****, and p**s
keeping quiet just so strangers won't steal my innocence again
I lay their afraid next to my lover
as he sleeps I ask god why
why would i go this far just so he won't suffer everyday
I bite my tongue so i won't lose him
but the streets have clawed at my soul testing my courage
and I am too weak to fight anymore
I lay on the uncertainty of being pregnant at 17
and how will I survive if possible
I use to laugh at the homeless man
but my humor was silenced when karma kissed my future
Misha July 7,2008
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