Being poor doesn’t mean you’ve lost

I didn’t make it to where I wanted.

Gambled and lost,

at love, money, success.

I have nothing,

and the woman I love has nothing,

and doesn’t want me.

Hope for me, is survival

and endurance.

I live in my parent’s home.

I may never know

what it means to be a father

but I have raised children,

and I have been loved.

Being alone

is no feeling I haven’t felt before.

I am at peace

with my life and decisions,

and if the sun warms my face

tomorrow, I win.