Plights very present and some hidden inside dark spirits.
Don’t have a way.
Don’t have a home.
Despise me.
Cuz you're better.
Revile me.
Cuz you have and I don’t.
Shame me for your loss.
Cover me in a hateful sweater.
Take away kindness.
Please don’t even look.
Avert your hopeful eye.
For mine is gone.
Lost in a war I never wanted.
Forgotten in a family couldn’t provide for.
My failure and desperation are your joke.
You pass me, flip me a dime.
But it only buys me more hurt.
Seek no more.
Where can I find exit?
Is there rest?
Is there an end?
Where is the winning open door?
Seek no more.
So I take a grocery store sink bath.
Take these shackles away.
Remove these stains.
Even comb my hair.
But, will I get a job?
Will anyone notice?
