Red Beads

I live in a city
A city of bruising
Where every word thatâ??s said
Is f*k*g confusing
I sleep on the streets
Where no one can see me
Away from the light
Where Iâ??m suppose to be
I sit in the rain
It dribbles down my face
Burning and seething
To the floor with no grace
Like a dog with no collar
Iâ??m waiting to be found
Like im in quick sand
I claw at the ground
People walk by
They donâ??t even look
Gathering dust
Iâ??m a line with no hook
Alone I will sit
On my lonely stair
Wishing that someone
Else would be there
Knife in hand
They see me today
With blood all around
They look in dismay
This city of bruising
Is impossible to see
The people who see it
Are unloved like me
I heard someone say
As I set myself free
â??He must have been hurting-
Why did none of us see?â??
Yes I was hurting
I was freezing inside
Alone with my pain
In private I cried
Im writing this note
Not to depress you
But to explain to you all
It will become true
Next time you see me
Crying red beads
Come and sit down
And tend to my needs
In a few weeks
At the turn of the season
I will be gone
If I donâ??t find a reason.
I need someone
Someone to care
To sit on my step
Rain or shine, Iâ??ll be there
For someone to love me
Iâ??ll always be there

M.H.