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Diary of a Homeless

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By MoonPublished about a year ago 3 min read
Diary of a Homeless
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It's been a while since I have done anything like this. I sometimes feel like I have missed the clicks and clacks on my keyboard. A lot has happened and I don't know where to start. Where do I start? Let's talk about July for a second, it was a very hard month for us. We took leaps of faith that didn't work at times. We slept outside so many times, that we were not shown mercy. We went as a duo to overnight programs and different shelters. We made small and big plans, tiny and giant changes to our daily lives. Somehow we ate a little better than before and became slightly healthier than we ever thought. We worked on small goals that seemed to be reachable but, they were not. We were told that if we followed the way of the system we would get somewhere but obviously, that didn't happen. We searched for shelter, to have a roof over our heads, to have a hot meal once at least a day, to be able to shower properly more than once or twice a week, and at some point, we thought we found that. Somewhere far away from where we are now, there is a place that took us to all kinds of limits. This place put our personal lives at risk, it took our freedom away or maybe better said whatever freedom we had. It wanted to take our professional lives and I am ashamed to say that it almost did. We are nothing but 2 broken souls trying to find our way out of this horrible situation where the world has put us in the first place. We are not saved by the system, we become slaves of it. Slaves of begging for anything that is worth it. Slaves of leftovers, of pain, of sacrifices, of itself. But that's not all that happened in July. In July we decided to completely unify our lives to become one. Even in this harsh situation and in this very hard world where our generation has chosen to be the mess that it is, he and I choose love above all. And a couple of weeks later August came in and we vow our love to each other. For the rest of our lives, we are together, in both ups and downs we will be there for each other and we are here for each other. Loved saved us and is still saving us. September came in with a temporary place to stay. We cried, we laughed, we got angry, and together we were and still are happy, people in the past tried to come back but we didn't let them, we didn't allow that. Soon we will make a choice to live life the way we want to live. I'm not sure where it'll take us, I'm not sure how it'll take us, I'm not even sure if it'll take us, but one thing I know for sure is that I have to try. He has to try. We have to try. I refuse to be a slave of a system that is corrupted, that is broken, that doesn't care about anyone's well-being except for the wealthy themselves. Together, we will become the better version of ourselves, for ourselves, and in the near future. I don't know how many pages I have left, and I am so grateful that my words are not falling on blind eyes, one thing I know for sure is that quitting is not an option. In the future, I will become the ultimate version of myself.

Thank you for being here, and if you know someone in this situation please give them hope.

sad poetrysocial commentaryStream of Consciousnesssurreal poetry

About the Creator

Moon

Poetry is my only escape. I feel at home when I write, whenever I put my pencil down, it feels like something got taken from me. I just want to live this life with Art.

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  • Testabout a year ago

    lovely and amazing poem

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