~This was a poem that I had to write with the words "dirty", "dead end", "alone", "trapped", and "hope". I hope you enjoy!~
Here I am all alone.
Trapped with no where to go.
I run and run away.
I always find myself back
In these dirty streets
Of Endicott, always
Coming back.
Finding myself losing hope,
As I stay alone,
Trapped in the dead ends
Of Endicott...
