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May 2017
No Sense of Belonging,
No Place to go.
Wander through the night, Wander through the snow.
Wander through the Storms, as it rains so hard.
No Home near, No home far.
Wander the streets and upon the Park,
Wander ‘til the sky goes dark.
They wander past, but they don’t see,
I’ll Never have a place to be.

No place to call Home,
No place to stay.
Wander, fade, till you rot away
Wander so wide, Wander so far,
Wander ‘til thy only memoir
descent to loneliness, reality to stray,
Your only memory, left to Decay.
My first poem. But has only just debuted on this site. built with thoughts of the Homeless.
Isaac Godfrey
Written by
Isaac Godfrey  M/United Kingdom
(M/United Kingdom)   
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