I Roam The Streets

I Roam the streets

Begging for food

I am lowly

And despised

But I was not always like this

I mingled with the wrong crowd

Who introduced me to poison

To cope with life

And the drugs took over

I am ravaged

I am helpless

I am sick

Please do not despise me

I need help

When you see me

Or another me

Help me

Or say a silent prayer

For me

Or another me

But please don’t despise me

Because I already

Hate what I have become


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