Life story : leaving home while sick – K.B

Life story : leaving home while sick

 
My parents couldn’t bear it,
To see me like that I mean.
Rest was a luxury,
They wouldn’t leave me
Alone,
Trying by any means
To get rid of me
Until the atmosphere
Was about to explode,
I was about to lose it
Even more.

Sick, very sick,
I took my pilgrim
Stick to paliate
To their ignorance.

I left, pale and puking,
Went on the streets
In the middle of winter
Time.

Went to a friend
Who wasn’t better off,
Got me a shelter for
One night,
I had to find
A way out
By myself,
Walking
With half closed
Eyes
And a whirling
Mind with
An ill height sensation.

Dragged myself
To the last place
On earth
Where i had
Any chance
At all ,
An abandoned building
With squatters inside.

Once I was inside,
I was taken in
And taken care of.

A girl took me in her room
And let me rest.

Eventually,
With time
And care,
I felt better,

Enough
To seduce
Her and make
Her happy.

It was my way
Of saying thank
You.

I had no money,
Barely out of college
And unemployed.

The artistic journey
Began….

To be continued >>>.

 

 
K.B

 

 

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