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How can I ever forget the years I've wasted, tears I've tasted
     for a crime I did not commit.
These eight years will always be difficult to forget.

I carried around a lot of hate and felt condemned.
     A lot of weight on my shoulders for someone elses sins.
Prison is a sad and ugly place to be in.
     These bricks have nearly smothered me.
I've seen just about everything.
     In here that's my reality,
from rape, gangs and fighting.

Prison is a whole other world behind these walls
     I refuse to be trapped in it's iron jaws.
Only the strong survive.
     You're dead even though you're alive.
Prison is angry bee's in a Bee-Hive.
     The weak get taken advantage of and die inside.
Mentally broken and some I've seen commit suicide.

A lot of heartache I had to endure.
     My pain was obscure.
It happened so fast when my momma passed.
     I was left alone, no one to rely on.
So with my only family gone,  I had to remain strong.
     I had my daughters to come home to,
And that was something to value.
     So I'll endure this loneliness to the bitter end.
Hearts don't break they just bend.
     I learned to pick up this pen.
Jot my thoughts down.
     I'm determined to wear the Poet's Crown.
I've digested a lot of criticism along the way.
     I don't follow the same worn cliche.
I'm a new breed of D.N.A.!
     

Note: Poetry Soup Members thank you for your comments! My best friend keeps me 
informed.  To read about me and see a picture of me go to "prisonpenpals.com"  You can 
find my name Jimmy Anderson alphabetically or by (state)  I'm in Marion, North Carolina.  
Maybe I can hear from you personally to say "Hi"  Until the next piece take care Poetry 
Soup!   Jimmy

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