In jail waiting to get out only 11 days to go. Going back out into the real world, hoping that I don’t go back out.
Snake Eyes
As I sit here resting my wicked head.
I feel this last excursion has caused my body to go dead.
I don’t think I can take it any more,
I am so far torn.
These drinking sessions have become too long and too deep.
They have caused my body to go weak.
I still keep going…
Does that make me a freak?
Is it just in my head?
But my body just feels so dead.
Maybe it’s just that this time put me behind bars.
I don’t get to move much in this cell.
I sleep too much, just so I can dream of the family that I love and miss so,
If only my dreams could come true,
I would have been home a long time ago to.
Snake eyes is all I have to go.
Only 11 days longer I have to put up with this depressing and disgusting show.
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