last chance hotel
last chance hotel
Sleeping in my car,
temperatures so cold.
No money in my pockets,
everything was sold.
Nowhere left to rest my head,
doors once open now are shut.
Under a bridge, out in the woods,
or make a cardboard hut.
The cold cruel world
is all that’s left,
averted eyes don’t look at me.
They just walk by,
turning their heads,
pretending not to see.
Street life is unforgiving,
hard gutters will demean.
Memories don’t help here,
or places where I've been.
Thank God for those two fellows,
Bill W. and Doctor Bob.
Cause it was in their actions
that I no longer have to sob.
The rooms where soon provided,
for people living in this hell.
The price to enter everything,
at the last chance hotel.
Copyright © 2007 Ronald J. Edwards
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last chance hotel
last chance hotel,,,,, is this your t-shirt i have stumbled upon ,, seems like we at one time wore the same shirt... good write my friend,,, sounds like now that you are out of the HUT.... stay out and stay on top , of this your writing ,, chow for now
your friend ,, just
lookingbeyond
Because...
it might not be a literal experience, but i think alot of people can relate to the fact that you get lost through life once in awhile....and it's a catchy title, thats what really made me want to read it.....good job.
Mwangi
yes
Ronald J. Edwards
Trinity Ink
http://trinityinkexperiencestrengthandhope.blogspot.com
Hello Mwangi,
Unfortunately it was and is a literal experience for me and many I know. This poem hits the very core of who and what I am. I thank you for reading it and I hope you never “get lost” in life.
Blessed be
ron
I stand corrected
I apologize for the shallow remark, though I thank you for telling me this because it brought a new perspective in your poem. After reading it again I started realizing more personal things such as the names. The poem comes across different now, though I still stand by my last remark….good job
Yours truly,
Mwangi
Poigniant
And powerful, Ron.
A fanastic message to relay to all those who have suffered, and continue to suffer from the life robbing addiction of alcoholism.
DEBS
:)
Ronald J. Edwards
Trinity Ink
http://trinityinkexperiencestrengthandhope.blogspot.com
Debs,
You always seem to bring a smile to my face :) Yes this life-altering affliction not only hurts me but all who know me and come in contact; family, friends, and strangers. I found I could share my “true” feelings about my journey thru my humble poems. It is people like you who also share that I draw inspiration and encouragement. I thank you deeply.
Sincerely
ron