My Phenomenal Woman.
Shay is her name and she is the best
I love her so much that I forget all of the rest
Caught up in the game
Caused us so much grief and pain
Our addiction so strong, did us so wrong
Just to get along
Now clear headed and on a better path
We start to pick up all our aftermath
Look back on our past
I’m glad our love mde it last
We learned from our mistakes
So I’ll be there at the gates
With my arms wide open is how I’ll wait
-J.L.
Embracing
As we embrace the pain, we embrace the rain
It falls from the sky as tears fall from my ete
They drop just because and no one knows why
Just as people love and just as people die
The time we have spent – this love is not a lie
Your feelings have changes
I don’t know why
Something I stay awake and sometimes I cry
I’ll be off to the pen, so here’s my goodbye
-J.L.
To Change My Ways
As my soul breaks like clouds on the horizon
I find myself trapped in this insane asylum
My mind is down the drain with so much pain
I’m coming apart and acting strange
I guess this is what happens
When you’re locked in a cage
Nothing will change ‘til you turn the page
So I find myself reading
Sitting on center stage
This is my life and I’ll live it my way
Take it breath by breath and day by day
I will have to work to change my ways
-J.L.
Life’s Struggles
Can someone please tell me why?
Why life has so much struggle?
What happened to my piece of the pie?
Why do some people get to drive brand new Mercedes benz
And jaguars but my old clunker won’t even pass smog?
Why do some require a maid or a butler
To answer a knock at their door?
But I need a pistol and a vicious dog?
Why are some people blessed with walk at sunset
On their own private beach?
But where I’m from, where I live,
It ain’t even safe to walk the streets?
Why do some people get to drop their kids off at private
Schools to be lectured by college professors?
When my kids show up to school
The first thing that they pass is a
Good old fashioned metal detector
So I try with all that I’ve got to get my family out of the hood
But the economy took a dive
Now the job market ain’t no good
Can’t find a job with no education
Feels like modern day segregation
No paid sick leave
No paid vacation
401k? Never heard of it
But I know parole and probation
Life seems unfair,
Filled with so many struggles
Mexicans and blacks fillin’ those concrete jungles
Mija, daddy’s not coming home
He stabbed someone in a prison rumble
So will someone please tell me why?
And what’s going to happen to my daughter’s
Piece of the pie?
-C.B.
Untitled
The voice that I hear in the darkness
And still of the night
It’s like a song coming from an angel’s mouth
Don’t wake me from this dream
Just let those angels sing
And leave me alone in this abyss
After all
You are just a dream
-M.C.
Untitled
The system, from a young teen trapped
Labeled, thown away by society
Left to my own devices
13 years old standing on a corner selling
And smoking crack
My life one big crisis
No graduation day for me because of my choices
From probation to parole
Strung out on meth, now I hear voices
Or is it just my memories
I’m reliving the time of being told I’ll never amount to shit
I know I have to stop using drugs
But my spirit is too broke to quit
Half my life has been spent behind bars
For my drug addiction
Yet not one time have I been offered
Any kind of drug education
-C.B.
Untitled
No vivid moonlight, just a dark stark jail cell filled with emptiness. The lack of love
inside of these walls gave birth to deep thoughts of the lack of love within myself.
My ineffable yearnings of wanderlust have been stifled and insatiable appetite for
sex has suffered from the plights of starvation. Stagnation has crept up on me in all
its various forms. Dragging me down on my journey yet never enough to cause me
to stumble and fall. Carrying all burdens and past failures into the hopeful sunset of
tomorrow. On a pale white stallion I will ride from the gates in search of wanderlust.
Love – Moonlight – Deep Thought
-A.D.
She paused, in deep thought…
The moonlight softly played upon her
Auburn hair like several old violins
We didn’t speak. We just sat,
Looking into the depths of each other’s
Eyes…
Love pulled me deeper into the
Cage of her heart
Captured at last –
-D.M
Inside Out Writing Project
Sunday, May 4, 2014
In my box of darkness, there’s lots of loneliness and sadness. I wish I could see some
light, but it is so black, dark, and scary. I’m sorry, but I can’t see anything good in my
box of darkness. All that I see and feel is fear. It is so dark.
-J.V.
Beauty
You’re just about perfect to my all seeing eye
But I’m not superficial, and your beauty foes
A lot deeper than your exciting eyes
Your soft, smooth skin and your sexy body
Which radiates the most powerful sexuality!
The beauty of your smile
The wonder of your little laugh
And the pitter-patter of your cowboy boots
On my backstep pull me from
Troubled sleep into the most
Beautiful present
There’s no describing the beauty that you
Bring into my world –
It just “is” –
Like the next breath
And the next
And the next
-D.M.
Box of Darkness
Somebody handing me a box of darkness,
What would it look like?
I was once handed a box of darkness
A gift as much as it was a curse
It contained both shadows and visions
Of what was to come into my life
It brought me many sorrows
Which became the seeds of my happiness
In it was all of my fears
Each one dimming my inner light
Shadowed beings that did not give up
Without a fight
In the darkness I became lost
And I searched endlessly for the light
I found that it was within my heart
Where there exists no light or dark
Just me
Inside of that box
No longer scared of the dark
-A.D.
Untitled
I am giving you a piece of my heart to remind you that I am always here for you no
matter how far apart we may be. I’m giving you a piece of my soul that will hold
you dearly and never let you go. Whenever you are troubled and struggling to smile
remember that has no limits and goes on for miles. Always smile and always know
that I am thinking of you.
You’ve changed my life in so many ways. You’ve added something special to all
of my nights and days. Always show me that you care. You’ve always given me
friendship that is beautiful and a devotion that is rare. Thank you for all that you are.
If every wish that I ever made upon a start came true, I would be as happy as I am
when I’m with you. Since I really can’t express myself the way that I’d like to do, I’ll
sum up all of my deepest thoughts in three words: I love you.
-M.R.
Phenomenal Woman
Strength in her virtue
Grace in her flaws
Tenderness in her love
Beauty in all
She has given life and bared the burden of pain
Given rise to her greatest joy
A proud mother indeed
She gave me her everything
And spoiled me with care
Her love was my protector
I had no fears or no wants
She was my mother,
But also had to be a father at times
She raised her only boy to be a man
In a world turned cold
-A.D.
Danielle
Respects herself always
And she doesn’t take disrespect from anyone
Never accepts anthing less that perfection
And always expects the most from me
She’ll love me always
Unconditionally
And forever
Keeps her head held high
Rain or shine
Perseveres wiping tears
From her eyes
Loves herself and the best of the world
While it has proven unfair
Strong and beautiful
From the ground up to those gorgeous eyes
And long dark hair
She’s perfect in every way
Thin or small
Sick or well
A goddess of heaven
An angel of hell
To me she’s everything
That a woman should be
-R.B.
How I Feel
This class is so awesome
I don’t sit and play opossom
To write how I feel
It really helps me deal
To do something right
It helps me sleep better at night
When I think of love
I wish I was holding you tight
I want so bad
To be able to kiss you goodnight
Because my love for you is outta sight
You clear up the clouds and brighten up my life
To set all of this out
Is such a delight
-J.L.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
It's just a time in your life...
This too will pass soon enough.
It's just a time to learn about
yourself
A time to focus on yourself
A time to figure out where your life
was going
And where you want it to be
Make goals Good goals
And stick to them
It will always make you feel great to
accomplish them
You will have a bright smile on your
face.
The longer I live the more I seem to
realize the importance and the impact one's attitude has on life.
Your attitude to me is more important than simple facts in life
It is more important than the past. The
past you cannot change. So why have a bad attitude?
T.R
A Perfect World
What the fuck does
that mean?
Some would say the
word perfect itself is an oxymoron
Is that what
perfect really is
Proudly humble
beautifully scared
strong in weakness
thriving in a
wasteland
Burning while
freezing
Broken perfection
a smile in the
dark.
-A.A.
You can easily see
it if you look
A new pretty shiny
right there on my
face
I had the same
piece for years
Never changed it
Until I first came
to jail
Somehow it was
lost
Lucky that the
jewel is unimportant
It's the hole in
my skin that has meaning
The precious
memory
My first one
besides my ears
My father near
Me coming of age-
able to do it on my own
although he paid
It may be in my nose
but the real meaning is in my heart
-A.A.
Dope Sick
Dope sick off your
dope dick
waiting for my
next fix
or the next hit
Just a poke-
tickle here and there
Oooops my trigger
was pulled
Squirting. Coming
Moaning. Giggling
What can I say D__
I'm just Dope sick
off your dope dick
-G.H.
Wake up moaning
on the verge of
coming
dripping wet
squirting after
rubbing
hair pulling. Hard
biting.
Your big hard in
my little soft
Talk about wet
dreams
-G.H.
Acronyms
Giving
One's
Dependence
Thought
In
Mind's
Eye
Jolted
Attitudes
In
Lockdown
Courageous
Heartfelt
Individuals
Living Dependently
Miraculous
Outstanding
Mentors
Cautiously
Observing
Nothing
Criticizing
Everything
Relevant
Noticing
Exact
Differences
Minds
Evolving
Toward
Hateful
Antics.
Making
People
Heartless
Egotistical
Thoughtless
Animals
Mumbling
Incoherently &
Never,
Ever
Satisfied
-K.C.
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Shay's rap
Rhythmically
blessed with flows that possess,
Id give it a rest,
but I'm way over stressed,
I'll rap about
nonsense or rap about pain,
I'll rap about
struggles or being stuck in the game,
I'll spit flows so
savage you'll trip out often,
Yea all my
troubles I'm sure drugs have caused them,
but on a light
note, I'm holdin' on strong,
I'm aware that I
still got some time that's real long,
but I know I'm
powerless, there's nothin' I can do,
I won't let it
brake me, I'll stay strong & get through,
Fight thru the hardships & overcome grief,
avoid all the
non-sense, I sigh w/ relief,
It will never be more than I'm able to stand,
Won't bite the
hand that feeds me cuz I don't need a man,
all I need is insight &
my belief in fate,
& gratitude
always cuz I'll have an out date
-S.G.
Incarceration Occupation
They can't seem to
relate to my flows spit with haste
But these skills I
don't waste
As I await prison
gates.
Fate- is so
corrupt but that's just my luck
shoulda' listened
to my gut but I was too drunk,
sleep deprived
crazy
no if's what's buts
or maybe's,
blackouts they
came daily.
Now, I sit
waiting',
these fake friends
I'm hatin',
No false shit, I'm
statin',
“Convict” is
my occupation,
relations- to
stress ,
past 8 years is a
mess,
Only a backward
progress,
I guess I failed
this test,
I confess to no
less.
No denial I'm in,
my addiction will
win,
I carry dark sins,
I know prison's
waitin' & my faith is fadin',
see, darkness in
nearing,
losing my loved
ones I'm fearing,
My eyes start up
tearing.
The truth you are
hearing- cuz I speak no lies,.
Just look into my
eyes
See a past of
demise,
hurt and failed
times
S.G.
Miss Heroine
So now little man
you're tired of grass
LSD, cocain and
hash
someone pretending
to be a true friend
they said I'll
introduce to miss. Heroin.
But now before you
get started with me
let me inform you
how it will be
for I will seduce
you and make you my slave,
for I have sent
stronger men than you straight to their grave
the vomits the
cramps, your guts in a knot
your veins
shouting for just one more shot
miss.heroin till
death do us part
-J.J.
Change
Mindless words surround me
encircling my thought like vultures
on a hot day in the Mojave desert
I learn to shelter myself from the
damage they cause
the confusion they make
Changing how you think
reprogramming your mind
to a different way of functioning
is a difficult task
I know this from experience
because I've tried many times to change
To live a different life,
without all the drama and pain the
lifestyle I live can cause
To live a simple life
a normal life without the constant fast
pace of running the streets
To just flow like a stream in one
direction
toward a life filled with being happy
Comfortable and content
Happy?
-no name given
The days of the week usually go by
without me even noticing.
On the outs, for some reason Saturday
is the day that held some significant thing for me.
When I would stop, I would say to
myself mostly,
"Damn it's Saturday again”or
“It's one more Saturday.”
I don't recollect the day I got dropped
off into town.
Or the day it was I fell in love.
It's been two and a half years since I
got here
A whole lifetime feels like it's
happened since that day my life started over.
And as Elton john sang, “Saturday in
the park,”
my inspiration, sitting in the park
right by the duck pond...
Maybe those birds knew I was already
home.
-A.D.
Monday, March 10, 2014
The following are the result of a prompt about dreams:
Dreams
I used to have a
recurring dream.
I was me, a very
young me,
running through an
old Victorian white house,
a very big
beautiful Victorian whiet house.
I ran and ran
through this house, looking for and finding new places to hide.
There were always
many doors in my very beautiful big, white Victorian house.
I don't know what
I ran and hid from,
but I do know I
was very frightened.
Avery frightened
child running through a beautiful, big white Victorian house,
with never ending
doors.
And I remember now, it was an unfurnished, beautifully big Victorian house
that I ran through
in my dream
I don't know what
this dream meant.
but I dreamt it
for many years,
And I am happy to say I no longer have that dream.
-G
Dreams
I don't know why I
don't dream.
Somewhere I heard
once you stop using drugs you stop dreaming for a time.
Well, for me it's
been years and years.
I don't remember
my last dream-
I remember when I was a kid, having fun dreams, like
flying.
Before that, I can
remember having the same nightmare over and over.
I can remember it
like it was something I dreamed last night.
A monster was
chasing me, and it's a starry night.
I'm running and
running, out of breath I'm trying to get home.
I get closer and
closer,
I'm sweating and out of breath and the monster is at my feet
almost
I arrive.
I try to open the
door to my home and it's locked, so I ring
the bell.
Someone answers who I
don't recognize,
Telling me my family has moved and it's no longer
my home.
then I woke up-
sweaty and out of breath.....
-L.M.
Dream
I have a recurring
dream about snakes.
I'm totally
scared, actually terrified of snakes anyway.
But here goes:
It in my home town
in Florida. It's a small town. The only gas station in town is where
I am. Standing on the side of it. All of a sudden all these snakes
are on the ground just slithering over my feet. Like probably over
200 different snakes. I am frozen in place. Afraid if I even
blink, I'll be consunmed in them all, biting me. But at the same time
it seems as though I am like this mama snake and should be taking
comfort in their comfortness... In their ability to be giving affection
the way they are, toward me. I realize all of a sudden I am holding
an albino reticulate python across me like a scarf. That's about when
I wake up!
-Ashley lattin
Dreams
I wake up from my dreams in cold sweats
and screams
Can't breathe, chest heaving in pain
all my energy just completely drained
Dripping sweat all down my face
trying to figure out where is this
place
as my eyes start to focus and my
breathing slows down
I realize I'm still behind walls
still got my knees to the ground
Fell out of my bunk trying to run from
my life
Felt like it was chasing me with a
two-sided knife
Trying to stick and slice me all sorts
of places
Can't figure out why it never leaves
any traces
Only deep ones inside that nobody can
see
that hurt only within me and showing up
in dreams
Can't tell no one the damage
Can't show them no scars
All I can do is write about it behind
these damn bars
One day they will heal
eventually they fade
scars of bad dreams will one day behave
-J.J.
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