Writing and poetry can be such a release for those incarcerated in our prisons as the verses below illustrate, by Peter F13 in 2018

 

 

The soundtrack of sadness vibrates in my head

No escape is secure not even in bed

Nightmares of failure explode in my brain

Will there ever be happiness again

 

Alone in a crowd in excruciating pain

Dreams of my wife and being together again

Exiled from family struglling for breath

Could this be hell or a sample of death

 

Self loathing and shame tough to bear

Remorse overwhelming does anyone care

Portraying normality is exceptionally tiring

A daily grind of acting and liaring

 

Fragments of chat like finding treasure

Visits by loved ones simply beyond measure

The temptation to fold is haunting and real

Blessed with family and love I resolve not to kneel