Fifth Street Our House 7/14

Hope, Dreams and Miracles
I've learned that life is precious sometimes, and sometimes you don't care about it. For example two months ago I just wanted to die. I was tired of living in a shelter and having problems with my girlfriend. I even got kicked out of two schools, in two weeks. I am a good student. I always get good grades but I always get kicked out of schools for stupid things like fighting. I was tired of living, I was out of school, no job, no home, and no dreams to pursue. I had no reason to live. I had no dreams of goals.

Even what I enjoyed the most was now painful to do. I used to be the MVP of my soccer team. Twenty-two goals in 13 games. Now it was painful to play because I wasnÕt able to put on a show like I used to. I was seriously thinking of killing my self two months ago. I had nothing going. My whole family turned their backs on me. The only people that opened the doors for me was Our House Š the shelter on fifth street.

There, I learned a whole lot of shit. I learned to always have hope, because when there is hope the dreams and miracles rise. For example I had hope but no dreams or miracles. Now I have a job and get higher than a "B" in every class. I even have my own apartment with my roommate in a program called TLP. Now killing myself is nothing but a bunch of bullshit. All of my family that turned their back on me now regrets it.
By:Guillermo Jimenez.

 

A New Change
I remember when I first started at my school at Independence High. I was doing so well, until the second and third semester. I started to cut and I started to do a lot of stuff that got me in trouble with my mom and dad. I drink and smoked. . Now I learned my lesson. I want to graduate next year. When I was living with my parents before I came back here to (Our House),my mom and dad told me to get a job and I said "yes". But my parents wanted me to stay at home. But I did not want to! Now I'm trying to get a job so I can help myself out, and get a place of my own.
By: Baby Girl

My Life
It's My Life Its my life, feel the strife.
The blade of the knife that pleads for me to take my life.
Its my life always fishing for my exhibition,
my composition on display for your depression.
Let me show the history of my misery
stabbin this paper with sorrow till my pencil bleeds envision me,
the kid no one wanted to be line see strives,
jumped in the sandbox for not being white could see light, mom was white,
|cursed my Black skin lached gin, so I was forced to see the truth
back then attached again mentally when mom's died physically pops beat me crazy I needed help clinically insanity reigned supreme, to drugs I was a fiend unclean, low self esteem, homeless at 15 learned on my vices, ther's nothing like this no help needed, no one knew what a fucked up life is lifeless,
but smart enough to find a way out layout, a plan with my brons almost sprayed out, a doubt crept into thought's, thickened the plot sought my squips rap music inched in and fought

by:Ray

Soda fight
It was like one month ago I was at the side of Albertsons I was gonna buy a soda from the soda machine. The m**@% r f**king soda machine took my dollar. So I beat up the soda machine then I went inside then the security guard asked me if I wanted to go to jail. So F**K security.
By: Joseph

 

Free Will
I
believe that every person is open to do or say what they like. Most people have learned to be different. To be in the gang life changes everything. I had two important people who is important tell me that choices like that ,can change my life. So be careful and make the best of what you have. I am doing everything I need to do to be all I can be . You have to make the best of what you got. So all I have to say is live life to the fullest
By: Janessa

 

I Heard...

I heard deodorant can cause cancer.
by : Erin T.

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