Do you think when I was a boy I grew up thinking 'one day I want my life to fall apart...one day I want to live on the street?'

Do you know how hard it is for me to ask for what so many take for granted?...what I took for granted?...there was a time I had it all...

My dreams were to be successful, to have a wife and raise a family...at one time that dream was my reality...I had all that once and I closed my eyes...when I opened them again it was gone'...

it's sometimes tiring week after week, seeing the same faces...seeing new faces...it's easy for many to walk past us and think 'they probably did something to deserve it'...or to walk past us and not see us at all...

I want to be seen again...I want someone to call me by name...I want someone to stop and listen...

I don't know how I got here, and I don't know how to get out of here...but I have to trust that I'm here at this moment to meet you because I know you have the key to unlock these bars that keep me in the dark...

But will you miss this moment to be used? That nudge in your heart is Him talking to you...He's whispering in your ear...but will you hear it?

I'm not going anywhere...I have no hope left to take me anywhere...but I am waiting for you...I've been told there is a God of love out there, one that doesn't judge... One who would step into my gutter to bring me out... One who would send you to show me the way...

I'm waiting for you... I hope you come soon...