he tripped through the streets
towards home
still light of foot
under the LED lights
but another unsuccessful hunt
meant he'd be hungry tonight
perhaps he knew it was
the last time
familiar sounds and smells
preying on his mind
tonight he'd sleep
under the stars outside
curled up to keep warm
on a mild spring night

I found him under a conifer
still in a fetal curve
some time later
nature had taken it's course
his brush was still there
and some of a thick red coat
but the putrid smell told me
he had chosen my garden
to take his last breath
and I was honoured
to give him the burial
he deserved

Here I am
Broken to the bone
Everything hurts can’t breathe anymore.
God are You there?
Do You see me lying here
Do You still watch over me
taking care, protecting me?
I’ve lost my path in life, left in  the cold.
I’m on the road to living hell
searching the way back to home.
Only heartbreak and sorrow.
I’ve been in touch with the devil.
Had him in my veins, my brains.
Nowhere to go only places to hide.
Nothing to eat, afraid for the night.
That’s the time I got to think, miss them all.
Homeless
When will my time come for happiness
and to be really free.
God are you there, are you near?


Shell ✨🐚