Incarcerated Heart
Not here to scorn you, but I must warn you my patience are none existent. I have
been convicted to a life sentence without the possibility of trust or love. I am
confined to these four walls inside my mind. No way to escape this painstaking
misery. Daily my psyche is dying from the freedom you denied me. I’m facing 20
to life all my rights to love and trust are stripped for me. And you were the jury.
You imprisoned me to this penitentiary within myself. All help is rejected. My pain
is neglected and my guards have already taken me in. The beginning of my end
starts with this pen that my hand so fervently follows. Lord knows I try not to
wallow in my self-sorrow. So my only escape is through these bitter words I
inscribe on this paper. Trying to savor the recess for an hour but my mind calls
me back to the pain I must now devour. My thoughts consume me as my eyes
cleanse the heart that once sang your name. My pain restrains all hope of ever
being able to love again and the possibility of anyone loving me. I’m facing 20 to
life there’s no way they will ever release me. Loneliness is my unfortunate
destiny and you were the jury.
I demand to be acquitted, even though I did it, I did not know there would be
consequences for being real. I still protest innocent against the allegations
you’re placing upon me, although, to you, it’s irrelevant what think. So I’m back to
facing 20 to life with no hope left to entertain my dreams of finding a love that’s
true. Standing before this ruthless jury that consists of only you, being read my
final conviction. My crime was my addiction, which was loving you.
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