I'M a Stranger That's Homeless

I've been a hard worker all my life
          Got married and was loving wife

         Me and Al became best friends fast
    I just knew our wedded bliss would last

          Our family became a total of four
      I was so happy, I couldn't ask for more
 
           A friend asked me to go to Vegas
          I got super high, it was contagious 

        I went from middle class to an addict
   My home was no longer loving, just conflict

           I emptied out our joint account 
               It wasn't no small amount

     I got fired from job, because I didn't show
    My husband kicked me out and said just go

       Now I lay on the sidewalk that's now home
            I can't sleep at night so I just roam

               My life is constantly in danger 
             And my kids see me as a stranger



     10-21-16
     
    Alexis Y
    Inspired by the homeless contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
November 11, 2016 at 12:10 PM
A great poem, Alexis! Hard truth-telling for sure. I love this one, a straight 7 and filed in the fave section. Hie 'em w/the truth, lady. Love and respect to you. RW
Y. Avatar
November 11, 2016 at 12:31 PM
Hi Freddie, Thanks for such a comment. However, the pure was straight fiction. It was inspired by the homeless contest. I appreciate your visits because they are always so positive: -)Alexis
Rycroft Avatar
October 23, 2016 at 2:23 PM
Wow it was so real, very sad, gl in the contest x
May Avatar
October 22, 2016 at 9:07 PM
Sadly, addiction can take you to points of no return...GL in the contest
Yvonne Avatar
October 22, 2016 at 3:50 PM
Great write Alexis. I hope it does well for you in the contest.
Garcia Avatar
October 22, 2016 at 6:39 AM
Very sadly true too often but penned magnificently. When I was in college in Albuquerque there were Indian casinos all around the outskirts of town and tragically this story was repeated on a daily basis. They had check cashing centers in the casinos specifically for folks who received government benefits (primarily native Americans) that would hand you a pamphlet on dealing with gambling addiction while cashing your welfare check so you could deposit it into the slot machines. Disgusting
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October 22, 2016 at 5:55 AM
Happens more often than we're aware of, great rhyme scheme Alexis. Good luck with the contest!
Green Avatar
October 21, 2016 at 7:32 PM
Wow, that was sad but all too real. It hit hard and fast Alexis.
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