Struggles

What is it like to be homeless?
I have no memory of a life of care or happiness
My life is filled with regret, shame, and sadness
I feel like no one wants me and everyone hates me
Its like I have a target on my back and words are the ammo
I've fought for food that never would satisfy a baby
And I've done things in these streets that drive a sane man crazy
I've  been diagnosed with helplessness and been treated with disrespect
I overdosed on the sight of people fears
And was revived with the sorrow of lonely tears
It feels as if life has used its powerful hands to wrap them around my neck
Choking the hope out of my lungs and the dedication out of my heart
I feel like I've been casted in lifes movie without a role or a part
My odor wreaks of pain and my breath smells like shame
15 years on the street called everything but my name
I look like i was sent to hell on a fed ex package, then sent back with damaged foods written on it
My nights are cold and the wind feels like glass shards in my back
I sleep on a hard frozen surface i call my bed
With a torn 20 year old beanie as a pillow for my head
My family left me on the road like an abandoned car
Then disappeared out my life as i did in their hearts
I turned to drugs because they were the only thing that didn't shoe me away
And when you have nothing you hate living each day
For those who help they are in my thoughts
For i have battled and i have fought
A winless war with the streets
And a medal of stupidity given to me
Love has no value and help has lost its meaning
I wish i could start over and live life from  the beginning
So to answer your question about being homeless
Just think of a time where you felt worthless
Than times it by 1000 than stab into your ribs
because when your alone and worthless your confidence sinks to the bottom of your stomach and you throw up your pride
Then youll cry, you'll literally cry
Wishing it was over, wanting to die
Then Leave your family, yes even if you have kids
Destroy all personal belongings that means all of your things
Than sit outside just wondering
When it's gonna end when will you die
Because when your homeless your life is outside
This was said to a child from a so called bum
But even the homeless deserve to have lives like us