Going Down
I am a homeless man
its sad but its true
to think back to not all that long ago
I never would have knew
I've screwed up everything I've done
nothing goes per plan
now I'm nothing, a nobody
it seems my colors have all ran
My son has lost respect for me
says he's ashamed that I'm his father
my daughter hardly speaks to me
I'm just not worth the bother
lost everything that is important to me
my family, home, bikes and my truck
its funny how fast you lose your friends when your a man down on his luck
I wish I had done things differently
they say hind-sight is twenty-twenty
now I'm out, living on my own
instead of with my honey
I pen these words, not for pity
rather in writing I defer some of the pain
besides its just a way to pass some time
as I slowly go down the drain
Copyright © David Kendrick | Year Posted 2005
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