Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2015
I* walk through the dark night and see those in despair.
I see those unfortunate souls with nowhere to go.
I feel powerless to help the powerless.
I try and try to help but I can't.
Nothing I do has any affect.
But then what did I expect?
I'm only one step up from them.
The smallest push before I'm sat there beside them.
Crying inside.
Written by
Charlie  27/M/England
(27/M/England)   
296
   --- and Nicole Dawn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems