Forsake Me Poem by Jefte ROman

Where do you go when you have no place to go a nickle a dime a quarter can you please the corner darker then it was last night strangers walk past give me the glare is it my fault i ended up in the streets i sit i pray will this ever go away a nickel a dime a quarter can you please i wonder i cry i try to sleep. Darkness grows creeps up on me blue and red light can i see your ID boom clamp wrist pinching why me did i forsake myself form this torment of internal bleeding.

A nickel a dime a quarter can you please you see me i see you do you give me a second a meaning loser bum hopeless attic my meaning is false my logic flawed do you hate me for these mistakes i made why were you there when my father left where you there when my mother took up and followed where you there when those chains of depression clamped to my ankles or were you there when my life went to hell....

A nickel a dime a quarter can you please.