I had an awful nightmare last nightmare - then I woke up with dread and realised that the nightmare was real - and I had no escape, no where to go but on the street - with no belongings because I have nothing of my own.
I was trapped, there was no one who cared, no one to turn to for help, my enemies, my family who continue to use and abuse and take advantage of me and my situation - who had set me up for failure from early on in life (I was too trusting, gullible and nieve) where laughing at me with an evil sinister look in their eyes...they had me exactly where they wanted me.
And as I woke I suddenly realised that it wasn't a nightmare - being on the street is not a chouce for me - i would not survive - there is no other way than to take my life.
I was trapped, there was no one who cared, no one to turn to for help, my enemies, my family who continue to use and abuse and take advantage of me and my situation - who had set me up for failure from early on in life (I was too trusting, gullible and nieve) where laughing at me with an evil sinister look in their eyes...they had me exactly where they wanted me.
And as I woke I suddenly realised that it wasn't a nightmare - being on the street is not a chouce for me - i would not survive - there is no other way than to take my life.
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