The Forgotten

From the heart of a homeless man.

’I’m sad, alone and cold at night. I go hungry everyday. I feel embarrassed when people pass by me and stare. I feel obsolete when people avoid me all together as though I do not exist. I wonder how I got here from where I used to be. This is not what anyone would strive for. Call it bad luck, call it bad choices, call it what ever you want, it is my reality.

The Forgotten

Robin Robb

Joined November 2007

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