My Life Has No StreetA Poem by Christina May ShanabergFor the Homeless!
MY LIFE HAS NO STREET
All streets are dead ends, When you have no friends; I just want a slice of hope Or someone to help me cope.
I might have fallen away From whom I was, yesterday; Not knowing where to begin Or, even, I can be alive again.
Can you see me, at all, Or have I become so small; My life has no street, Just the alley of defeat. © 2011 Christina May ShanabergAuthor's Note
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Added on September 28, 2011Last Updated on September 28, 2011 Tags: Homeless AuthorChristina May ShanabergMount Vernon, OHAboutI am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..Writing
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