Down on his luck and no money <br />losing his wife and family <br />he walks these streets alone <br />trying to make it here on his own <br />with no one to lend a hand <br /> <br />A cardboard box now his home <br />struggling just to go on <br />he prays and tries to understand <br />while all of his dreams are gone <br /> <br />He wakes to the morning dawn <br />and by a fire burning in a garbage can <br />he tries to keep himself warm <br />as the long cold winter lingers on <br /> <br />Saying my life use to mean more <br />before the world turned me away <br />and closed it's door <br />I had it all til it came undone <br />now I'm a broken man <br />alone in this world today <br /> Spiritwind-2012<br /><br />Spiritwind Wood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-905/
