10/03/2021
A little Dr. Seuss remake of my time on the streets.
Dark declarations.
Today is the day!
You're off to the streets to become homeless prey.
With just the brains in your head and your old worn out shoes.
Please be ever so cautious of the direction you choose.
You're all alone now, with nowhere to go.
Most of the people around you, you won't want to know.
You'll sleep on the streets, sometimes sleep you won't dare.
And soon you will realize most people don't care.
Your mind is exhausted, your body is beat.
You start to give in to the fear and defeat.
You may find a dark Street you decide to go down
Be aware that path may just leave you dead in the ground.
It's dangerous there, in the cold midnight air.
In this place bad things happen and
frequently too, even to people as brainy as you.
And when things start to happen, you'll worry, you'll stew..
You might start selling drugs, committing other felonies too
OH! THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!
You'll start using drugs to survive through the night.
Sometimes it will feel like everyone's looking to fight.
You wont lag behind, because you'll be using speed
Until sleep deprivation has become your new creed.
Most every person you meet will act like your friend,
While plotting against you til the bitter end.
Except when they don't.
Because sometimes they won't.
It's so hard to face it, but sadly it's true
Ending up in the streets could happen to you.
You'll lose all of your possessions, your sanity, as well.
Your gang will fly on, leave you falling through hell.
You'll hit your rock bottom with an unpleasant bump
And you'll have to work hard to get out of the slump
Don't get lost in the drugs, you're not in for much fun.
While dependent on drugs, unslumping yourself isn't easily done.
You will get to the place where decisions are made
It will not be easy as all your hope starts to fade.
A place you're trying to escape, while also diving right in.
Do you dare to make it out as you decide where to begin?
How much have you lost, aren't you ready to win?
If you try to escape, should you turn left or right? Maybe look for the path out of sight?
No time to freeze, time to choose fight or flight.
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find, restoring your body, your soul, and your mind.
You can feel such despair that you'll start in to race
Down any open path at a neck breaking pace
And grind on for miles through trauma and pain
Headed, I fear, for more storm clouds and rain.
