This is a poem about a prison I was in.

bedford has its way to break you

a way that can swallow you whole

but think of ways to be successful think of ways to mantain self control

ofcourse life here can be a challenge

at times bring you to your knees

continuously praying to your higher power give me strength please

with nothing on your mind but home, freinds and family

and that everybody is 1 day closer to being free

that walls are dull and try to inhale you soul

take away your smile take control

control of your happiness make you depressed and in pain

while strugglin to mantain

mantain sanity keep your head above the waters

remember your loved ones, sons and daughters

way passed sick n tired your breaking point

some may not be able to cope

so they take the self mutalation route there thought of only hope

others may do drugsto numb there pain

not caring about the consequences

but everybody does something to keep from going insane

so as you walk around in your lifeless greens the symbol of a stereotyped inmate

beleive to have nothing but broken dreams

remember this shall too pass and you will to one day be free

there is light at the end of everybodys tunnel just open your eyes and you will see

that your future leads nothing more then life long beauty

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