Sunless

i'm in prison no chance of a prism or early out for good behavior it seems like years or at least a month or a week but maybe just a few days that have passed looking at the X's on my wall i etched by myself and lost my time lost time and again losing my mind that that was never quite right so i must read back my own lines in this poem to realize i was writing about the total lack of sunshine only rain and cloudy days but there is no such thing as climate change but i've digressed from the fact that the sun hasn't shone and so without my sunshine through rain and mist it will never come come a time where i will able to see a rainbow