The Struggle

Existing in a world Full of lies and deceit, I'm broken like a record That constantly repeats. Day after day It's the same routine, I'm surrounding by nothing But junkies and dope fiends. Day and night Running the streets, Ducking and dodging Avoiding police. Trap house to crack house Making our rounds, Too worried we'll miss something So we never lay down. We steal and we lie We keep getting high, Got caught up slipping Just trying to survive. Headed back to county Broke, no money for commissary Tripped out while detoxing So they moved me to solitary. 23 hours 7 day a week, Unconditioned hair Shower shoes on my feet. I'm getting to know This monster I've become, Trying to figure out What went wrong Bridge after Bridge So carelessly burned, A million mistakes And no lessons learned. Stuck here in silence Locked in this cage, I stare at my calender And mark down the days. I long for the day That I'll be set free, I'm tired of the struggle And ready for peace.