Happy Endings Don't Always Exist .

This is an original spoken word piece I wrote after the trip to Ossington , which I explained in an earlier post . It's about homelessness . Through that trip , I was able to capture some of the emotions of the people who live in poverty and it inspired me to write a piece .

So Much for My Happy Ending

I keep trying.

I keep failing.

I keep crying.

From the moment I was born

I’ve been nothing in your eyes.

Failure is the only trait I’ve worn

And to you, that’s no surprise.

But what you fail to realize-

What you’ve always failed to realize;

Is that I am the result to your parenting skills.

But instead of it sending chills- down your spine

You feel excitement and thrills

Just at the thought that all along

You were right

Money is tight. Tight.

So tight, it had me up,

Restless at night.

So I thought if I gave it time

I could take this life

Turn it around

And make it mine again.

Guess I was wrong.

Damn.

I’ve been out here so long.

Lonely and cold.

Nowhere to go.

Nowhere to run.

No one to hold.

No one to love.

No one to show me that

Everything will be alright.

That life will get better.

Better… Will it? Can it?

These people; every minute of everyday

They pass me by.

They see me… don’t they?

I’m invisible.

I used to be invincible.

Somewhere, somehow

Along the lines

I lost it. Lost it all.

I keep telling myself

“Hold on”

You were at the top;

You made it there all on your own.

Something will happen.

Someone will hear you.

God will hear me.

God? Are you still there?

Do you still believe in me?

Or have you left me- given up on me

Abandoned me

Like the rest of the world has.

I am still a person.

I have emotions.

I cry tears.

I feel pain.

I feel the coldness of the rain.

I have fears.

And right now, I fear that this is the end.

And although I didn’t intend

For things to be like this;

I can’t go back.

This is my life.

I’m going to keep trying.

I’m going to keep failing.

Soon, I shall be dying.

 Summer Fierce