Through a Prison Glass

You came unexpectedly, and i was surprised,
you smiled and placed your hand on the glass and cried.
I leaned my head against the glass and told you i am sorry,
i whisper through the phone line, ill start a new story.

You knew i was innocent but you still didn't believe me,
the only person i thought that would stay by my side but you couldn't be. 
Mom standing by your side and not wanting to talk,
i got really upset that you came at all cause i didn't want to see you walk. 

I needed you, when i was in need,
i was there for you when ever you didn't want to bleed.
I loved you and i cherished you with all my heart,
but before you left your words hit me like a really sharp dart.

You said i failed you,
you cried to me and i knew it was true.
But i needed you to understand me,
but you went your way and upset me.

The glass is now empty and i cant find you even with the fact that I'm out,
i tell you i love you but all you do is shout. 
I've lost you for good this time, 
so i think i have to do one more crime.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Beam Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 7:56 AM
Thanks for comment. Roman very good expression but it is another day and know one has go back. Have a good new day Roman
Chebukin Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 6:54 PM
Thanks man. Tryin hard everyday.
Loveless Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 7:07 AM
Wow this is really powerful
Chebukin Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 6:53 PM
Thank you, that was hissing some where behind my heart. :/
A   Avatar
April 3, 2012 at 1:00 PM
excellent write always p.d.
Chebukin Avatar
April 3, 2012 at 4:12 PM
Thank you cutie. :)
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