Prison is a hell that one can not escape from. By Simonne Liberty.
Clang
the steel doors slammed
he just walked into the
world of the dammed
his mind is a blur
he can’t think
with a dead stare
he doesn’t blink
how did this happen
how did he get here?
his being is numb
and he’s covered in fear
“twenty to life” rings in his head
he can’t breath
and his feet have turned to lead
a faint scream cries deep in his
heart
his strength is crumbling
and falling apart
how stupid
how stupid
how could he had done it
his bold and daring antics
were a hit
filled with alcohol he was
on top of the world
ideas of fun and games
in his head swirled
when the fun got out of hand
it was to late for the dead man
now he stands alone
wanting to die
to numb to even cry
Clang
the steel door slammed
he’s in the
house of the dammed
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