SLR

I often see my life just passing me by, I don't even bother to catch it, I just look at it, as it slides on by.  Sometimes I feel like I'm so far behind, that if the time doesn't hurry up and expire, I might just lose my mind.

Locked up behind these bars, I can't go no where, I feel like I'm being smothered and there is no clean air.  Hundreds of women like me all locked up for different causes, nothing did we gain but a whole bunch of loses.

A new cat comes in and we ask what's going on out there?  She responds with a laugh saying, "What the hell do you care, ya aint going nowhere!"  When your incarcerated the times seems as if it stands still, each and everyday you realize that the Devil's will is real.

They want you to feel like an Animal locked in a cage, when the heat and the stench in the air hit you the wrong way, tempers are enraged.  This is how it is for me you see, this is why I say,

Life is going on without me.

Sometimes I say to myself, what was the purpose of the crime I did, it didn't go as planned, all I got was a long-term bid.  Now I'm locked away with no future to plan, I call my mans' house and he won't accept my calls, Goddam!  So I start writing pouring my heart and soul onto a piece of paper, begging for someone to come see me more sooner then later. 

I feel so alone who out there cares for me?  I been in this situation what seems like a million times, but whose countin' you see.  I tried to get myself together when I was out there before, but people don't want to see that, their always betting on me to do wrong.  I tried to get a job, but all the Devil seen was a Criminal in me, not even wanting to give me a chance to be the best that I can be.

This is why I say, life is goingon without me.

It's lights out, time to go to sleep so that tomorrow I can do this all over again...my life is nothing more then a repeat.

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