Gimme Shelter

I turned the corner,

but how quickly my shadow tucked itself between the sidewalk cracks.

Another humiliating stone to place inside my heavy bag of shame.

I've wandered,

lonely, wayward, hungry -

but every reality ends with the same rejection of me.

Dreamland had arrogantly evicted me -

and I've been pleading my case ever since. (I'd like to appeal!)

Nightmares have a restraining order against me, too.

I was tired and cold and there was nowhere to hide that evening!

I panicked! Forgive my intrusion!

And all those pretty, twinkling stars up there,

well, they like to drop giant, cosmic spitballs down onto my hopeful gaze of them.

Was it rude to wish upon them?

I never meant offense to anyone.

I am just trying to find my place somewhere.