Melissa Webster

Submission:

You See Me A Poem

You see me there on the streets.

Down-trodden, in need of much needed care.

You don’t know how I got there, nor do you care.

As you see, I fought for your freedom in wars past,

When I returned from the latest mission,

My wife was gone, and so were my kids, as well as all the money.

The house was sold, and all I had was the clothes on my back.

Down the dwindling spiral of depression I sank.

I am now alone, looking for […]