There was a lady she walked with a limp
her hair was matted
her life was pointless
she struggled through each day trying harder every day
please feed me she'd ask yet no one shows sympathy for her
they think she brought this on her self
little do they know how much shes hurting inside
all of this pain she is forced to hide no friends or family to whom she can confide
no warm place to go and sleep at night
hoping that maybe tommaorw there will be some light
maybe somthing will happen and take her away from this darkness
Maybe her dreams will come true and she will have her wish.
but untill then she has nothing and no one
no money and no clothes to change into each day.
no place to take a shower nothing to do but waste away the hours.
no one knows how this came apon her
and to her the past is all a blur.
someone shut her out when she was very young
and now shes in this place in witch she does not belong
Maybe somday she will find a place to sleep other than the bench at the park
where she goes every night as soon as it gets dark.
maybe someday she will find another way to live and somthing will give her hope to go on from this life that she has lived for so long.
Wonderful...It's great knowing that in 1 second or less anything can change...life can be very unpredictible...
I really liked the fact that for a moment you were elsewhere consumed by her sadness and turned it into something beautiful...
It's kinda like what i would imagine going to a country where poverty lingers, yet seeing what they go through that makes them so unique...
Great Writing...Aren
Double good poem. I was gonna write one just like it about an old man i see around my town. you've got a good sense (like i'd know) of what to write about