Writting out my feelings

Writing my feelings I've always done my best,
So now to get things off my mind and chest.
I never thought I'd end up living on the streets,
It's a miracle I haven't ended up in a penitentiary.
Running all the time like I'm in a race,
Ignoring all the warning signs thrown in my face.
Got suckered in cuz I was easily persuaded,
My life like this I never anticipated.
I forgot what it's like to see clearly,
What if when I do all the bad things appear?
I know this is not my life's fate,
I know there are some that can relate.
Have to allow myself to have trust,
If you want to reach out for help, this is a must.
I'm finally to the point of being ready to let this l go,
So from my addictions brought on trauma I can start to grow.