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Me & Prison
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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