Birthday
Dreams…
My
birthday dream, wish, hope and prayer for today….
Is
something I will never have in my life…
My
17th birthday spent on the streets…. Coming into my 18th
Anniversary of
having
to live on the streets, and heading into my 19th Holiday
Season
without a
home. People have been born and already completed
high school in
the lifetimes I have been forced to live life on the streets.
Not
a place anyone should have to spend their lives,
much
less their birthdays. Or any Holidays, for that matter.
Being
cast to the side, sidelined from the mainstreams of life.
A
day that really should never have come about, in any sense of
the
word. Life
takes cruel turns and sharp veers off the roads…..
and
drops you from any semblance that life once held.
I
never imagined that life, my life, would be halted indefinitely,
forced to live on the streets that all started by and through the
illegal actions of a landlord, and perpetuated by the cruel system
that claims to offer their so-called “help”, but only if you fit
the
extremely narrow confines of the requirements;
have the life destroying habits of
- cigarettes,
- alcohol,
- chemical
dependencies,
- or
have dependent children,
- be
an illegal immigrant,
- or
be a senior citizen.
When
you are clean, nothing in the form of any assistance exists.
My
life being removed right before my very eyes….
My
Birthday Wish…. My Birthday Hope….My Birthday Prayer…
is
to feel amazing, be pain free, and live in the privacy of my own
home.
Have
the privacy to use a real bathroom for all I need to do, instead of
being on full display every moment of the day and all through the
night…
have
a real kitchen to cook, prepare and store foods,
have
a real bed to sleep in and finally get the rest my body has been
deprived
of for decades. And just BE without having the cops
called
on me for just being present, or being harassed
for
not having a home to go to.
Decades
of my life have been removed and discarded.
Those
years cannot be restored or replaced.
And
not ones I want to remember.
So
Happy Birthday to me, again……
Another
one without a home and alone.
A
life that is becoming more wasted and withered with
each
passing moment having to spend it outside.
Life
atrophying with each breath…like a decaying residue.
Happy
Birthday!!!
