Today

Sept.27th

2017

To whom it may concern ...

The streets of poverty and the blessings of the roofs

As the Indian

Comes inside the house

That someone doesnt

Lock ....

From a past I remember the chief's place

As he watched me slept

Today ..I remember

He was bent down ...

Maybe he crouched

To watch ..

Sooo many things im not proud of ....

Today

I cant speak my thoughts

Just weave

Illusions

And try ...

To escape

This dead

Pergutory

Place

Im sorry

I started ...

But I have to get awake ...

Like the night because

The rules say

Its ok to sleep

I dont want to get up !!!!

I dont ...

Want the night to end

Because

Guilt says im lazy

Then I sleep

Fear the feeling

Penetrates clutches

My heart

I need a new house

..

I need friends

I think of someone else

Joellen

I worry about

You...

Someone who was

Always kind

Polite

And good

Soo...

On the floor

I lay...

Makes me angry even if I was

Awake...

My empty stomach...

From my garbage

Sink...

Out of coffee...just

Rice...

Im ok...

Even if

You are not sorry

I just do what Jesus says

I went to a apointment

Things are

Better

Now that

Im 43

I am

Stupid

I am dumb

I say but

Thats how you feel

About me

So I chime in the same thing

I dont believe

Trully the names I say

I ll be ok

I feel better..

Its ok...

A love word

Good 🌙