Being Homeless Poem by Tatianna Smith

I couldn't take the abuse anymore
So six months ago I walked out the front door
The violence is something that I won’t miss
And with nowhere to go I became homeless

Night after night sleeping on the side walk is a sad way
To be living each and everyday
I dive in the dumpsters trying to survive
Not knowing how much longer I will be living this life

People past me while I beg them for money or food
Some act like I’m invisible while others are rude
They spit by me and call me mean names
Thinking I’m playing a part in some stupid game

Being homeless is a hard battle
I don’t know how much longer I can handle
No showers and lack of sleep
I hate this life of living on the street

I can’t help but to feel so much sorrow
Wondering if I will even make it to tomorrow
I hope when it’s my time I will finally be loved
By the big man in heaven above