Prison Walls
Razor wire wrapped on a chain link fence,
that's my view today.
The loneliness that fills my heart,
So heavy it does weigh.
The tears that flow onto my pillow,
as sorrow fills my mind.
Wishing I could hear my name just once,
when it comes to our mail time.
No family to care or visit me,
as I sit in my cell.
Not even a friend to call,
or a person I can tell about my hell.
A false smile by day is what I give,
But tears at night is how live.
I keep telling myself to just try and hold on,
Sooner than I think,this time will be gone.
So much pain I try to hide,
making sure not look into anyone,s eyes.
By Debra Reed
that's my view today.
The loneliness that fills my heart,
So heavy it does weigh.
The tears that flow onto my pillow,
as sorrow fills my mind.
Wishing I could hear my name just once,
when it comes to our mail time.
No family to care or visit me,
as I sit in my cell.
Not even a friend to call,
or a person I can tell about my hell.
A false smile by day is what I give,
But tears at night is how live.
I keep telling myself to just try and hold on,
Sooner than I think,this time will be gone.
So much pain I try to hide,
making sure not look into anyone,s eyes.
By Debra Reed
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