Inner fear outer truth
I try to hold faith but to no avial
I do wat is necessary only to still fail
It was easier in the cage where I waited on mail
Love is a illusion of one’s dreams
Even after I try so hard it’s never enough it seems
Closed eyes praying for…
Prison Stories
I had to learn how to cry again in order to find peace
It had been years since I last cried. Sitting behind bars for the past seven years, tears were not an option. But, somehow, here in the halfway house I entered a week earlier, I let myself cry. And I was angry at myself as the tears fell.
I always believed…
