Genre: Life, Society
The Coldest Winter
Here comes more snow and its holding at 3 degrees below 0.
No heat, no food, not even a drink.
It’s hard trying to survive living on these cold ass streets.
To strange to believe, I never dreamed this would be the life I would lead.
No one knows who I am.
Their eyes just see another needy, homeless man.
My dreams have long faded away.
Now I struggle to survive on these streets day after day.
I can’t even pray.
I don’t know what to say.
I guess GOD knows I live this way.
I often ask myself how I turned out this way.
Some would be quick to say it’s my lazy trifling ways.
Some would say it’s all of my drinking drugging days.
If I could I would ask GOD will I die this way or is it in His grace…
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