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