Secret Guilt
I made many mistakes in my life that I regret
I try my best, but I have a debt
to society, be as I be
staring at the ceiling, wanna be free
on my knee's praying to God, I hope he see's
one more chance, out of this pod, please o' please
My punishment upon me is more than I can take
wanna be home again but its too late
oh well, I'm not alone, one day I may learn my lesson
until that time comes I'll just lay here in depression
Yet, I'm ready to go into the second semester of my life
I know I'm being tested, I'm trying to put up a fight
to never give up, I will continue to stand tall
won't hit that wall, will not trip and fall
I will make it through this prison, Breck County Jail
I won't stay cooped in this pin, will not fail in hell
hear my confession now, theres still pieces of my story to tell
This is'nt easy so I try my best to be brief
No, it can't be told now, wait until we next meet...
Copyright © Steven Slone | Year Posted 2005
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