The lowest we can go.
I don't know
Yours
Just mine.
But I say
'We'
Cuz no one wants to go at it
Alone.
I was always
Truly alone.
When you live in a tent
In a bush.
And your neighbor
The one you do dope with
Lives in a box
Under the freeway overpass.
And you get your money by
Stealing copper and
Bikes and
Maybe Grand Theft Auto.
Not the game
Just
Real life alone.
Dirty ass clothes
Stinky sox
No boxers at all.
Haven't been inside
A real house in...
Haven't called my Mom or
Any of my old friends.
Forget everything
you once knew.
For that is
No longer available.
Be prepared not to care.
This life is
All consuming.
Just life on the streets
Drug addiction...
It's a full-time job.
About the Creator
Neil Heddings
Star I write so I can learn to live with who I am without destroying myself as punishment. Learn to love yourself if you ever hope to love at all.
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