Posted February 08, 2019 11:24:25A poem is a way of sharing a thought, or feeling, with another person, and that is why it is so important that the poem itself is meaningful.

Being homeless is a life of hardship and loneliness.

It can be overwhelming to find out that you can’t just write a poem and forget about it.

But if you find yourself in that situation, I have some advice.

You can write your poem, or at least a few words of it, and try to write a few sentences about your experience in order to make a positive connection with someone.

This is a very difficult thing to do, and you might find yourself asking yourself if this is the right thing to write about.

This poem may also help you think about what it means to be homeless and the problems that can arise.

When I am homeless, it makes me very sad.

When people ask me why I am feeling this way, it can be very confusing.

It is hard to tell when someone will ask you what you are going through, and if you are struggling.

I have been homeless for over three years, but it took me a long time to get to this point.

The first time I started to feel like I needed help, I was living on the streets of my hometown.

It took me about two years to get out of the streets.

I was homeless for two years, and I had to take a long journey to get back into the street.

At that point, I had no money to go anywhere.

I didn’t have any job, and there was no money for food or rent.

I used to live on the street with my dog, but I was really stressed out and I couldn’t work.

When you feel like you need help, and your mind and heart are in turmoil, it is easy to lose your head and your ability to focus.

You feel like everything is going wrong.

This feeling of not being able to do anything about it is the cause of my depression.

If I am not able to make this decision, I would be dead.

When we are homeless, there are times when I feel like it is OK to take it out on people.

I just want to make sure that they don’t hurt me.

I try to make my poems as gentle and as short as possible, and to keep them as short and sweet as possible.

The next poem that I write is for a friend who is currently living in a shelter.

I am writing this poem for him, because he has lost his job and is struggling with drug addiction.

He is very depressed, and this poem has helped me to cope with that depression.

I don’t want to take his name.

I want to say that this poem is for him.

I hope that he finds the help that he needs.

I know that it may be hard for him to get treatment and therapy, but he needs it.

When he is ready to start working again, I will start writing more poems for him and we can share our experience together.

It helps me to remember the importance of being homeless and of being able not just to live a life, but to have a good life.

We all need to make the right choices and take the necessary steps to make it as comfortable as possible for us to be a part of the world.

Thank you to all of my friends who have reached out and offered their support.

I can’t wait to read your poems!

Posted February 08 , 2019 15:00:17I was homeless when I was a kid.

I grew up on the South Side of Chicago, which is not the kind of place where I could have lived in the ’80s and ’90s.

When the war started, I moved to the suburbs, and was able to be at home for a time, but then I was caught up in the war.

I started getting addicted to crack cocaine and methamphetamines.

My brother, who was my closest friend, died of a drug overdose in 1999, and a friend of mine who was a close friend of my brother’s was killed in the fall of 2003.

I spent the next few years in the shelter, and it was very difficult for me.

When it was over, I lost my job, my home, and everything I had built.

I felt like I had become a criminal.

I thought that I was never going to be able to find a job again.

I wanted to be free.

I really wanted to make things right, but in the end I couldn.

I did the best I could to make myself feel okay, but for the first time in my life I had some hope.

It helped me get through that period.

But I have never been homeless again.

It was hard, and in the beginning I felt terrible about it, but eventually I realized that it was not that hard.

I feel better now, and my mind is clearer and my life is better