

Glitch
Words by Rob · Photography by Sam
Writing. Art. Recovery.
“I am just a glitch in your perfect system.”
Homelessness is devastating—mentally, emotionally, and physically. It impacts your whole world: your relationships, prospects, health, self-esteem, confidence, and ability to provide for yourself and the people you care for.
Having experienced homelessness on and off for the last 16 years, I consider myself very lucky to be alive.
By the grace of God, good people, and my tenacity to overcome obstacles, I am still here—although barely.
[Rob's poem]
"There has been a…"
As I lie in a ditch. A bitch. A parasite
A whore of society to challenge your sobriety
A sore to be scratched off like an itch
Just a glitch
Human scum. A man on the run
A druggy, a drunkard, an explosive gun...
Or perhaps I am none - of these!
I beg for reprieve as I cough and splutter
in my gutter and wheeze
A glitch in the system
Through my own ill-gotten reasons
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Explore more stories →As I lie here
Often cold, tormented and torn apart
And no, I'm not whole as I lie in my hole
A sometimes lonely, downtrodden
And broken soul
I know
You say you see me
But really
You just look
Right through me
I am sure I exist
But to you
I am just a glitch
A glitch
In your perfect system
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