4th Poem, Please Comment!
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4th Poem, Please Comment!
Please leave a comment if you have any words of wisdom, advice, or just heart felt thoughts you would like to pass on to my brother in prison. I have been posting some of his work, with his permission of course, hoping to somehow help him. I am mailing him any positive feedback I receive.
Thank you for reading
Looking at freedom through the gap in these bars
Life's passing me by while I add to my scars
Admiring the lives of those driving them cars
These are the views of a puppet who's learned nothing thus far
I use puppet in the sense that I lack self-control
I no longer do what I want, I do as I'm told
Dangling by these strings is starting to get old
Want my life back but can't cut form man's hold
Put away in a box, separated from the world to collect dust
Beat down to the point of emotional rust
Surrounded by sharks that feed on my trust
My heart now extinct, inside of me nothing but guts
With a slight shred of hope, I hit my knees & I pray
GOD PLEASE push the darkness away from my days
Release me from the devils grip Lord & show me the way
Then with a new toy the puppet master can play
Life's passing me by while I add to my scars
Admiring the lives of those driving them cars
These are the views of a puppet who's learned nothing thus far
I use puppet in the sense that I lack self-control
I no longer do what I want, I do as I'm told
Dangling by these strings is starting to get old
Want my life back but can't cut form man's hold
Put away in a box, separated from the world to collect dust
Beat down to the point of emotional rust
Surrounded by sharks that feed on my trust
My heart now extinct, inside of me nothing but guts
With a slight shred of hope, I hit my knees & I pray
GOD PLEASE push the darkness away from my days
Release me from the devils grip Lord & show me the way
Then with a new toy the puppet master can play
Thank you for reading
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It's a very true poem. He's very good with words.
Hopefully he will find the power of God and use it to better his situation when he's free from jail.
Sometimes our bad choices lead us to the correct door. We just have to open it. Good luck.
Hopefully he will find the power of God and use it to better his situation when he's free from jail.
Sometimes our bad choices lead us to the correct door. We just have to open it. Good luck.
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Dear MyBrother, Yes indeed he is good with turning his world into words. One thing stood out at me, this could of been written by anyone trapped in addiction, after all, addiction does take it's victims prisioner, usually demanding a life sentence, the only way out for the addicted loved ones held incarcerated in their own hell, is to surrender and demand sobriety in their lives. To be forever free of drugs and/or alcohol. Thank your bro for the poem, I hope writing his feelings down is helping him and certainly I hope it helps others, it opened my eyes and made think of what kind of life I want to live! TF
Dear MyBrother, Yes indeed he is good with turning his world into words. One thing stood out at me, this could of been written by anyone trapped in addiction, after all, addiction does take it's victims prisioner, usually demanding a life sentence, the only way out for the addicted loved ones held incarcerated in their own hell, is to surrender and demand sobriety in their lives. To be forever free of drugs and/or alcohol. Thank your bro for the poem, I hope writing his feelings down is helping him and certainly I hope it helps others, it opened my eyes and made think of what kind of life I want to live! TF
What a heartfelt sobering poem. Putting into words what it is like for the addict behind bars. I hope he finds God and God releases the addiction in him as well as giving him a new lease on life because as in his words, out of the darkness can come a new beautiful light. God Bless him.
I too like the poem and and glad your brother is turning to God.
With God and faith in your heart, there are no prisons even when surrounded by bars.
Without God, life is a prison even though the bars are unseen.
Hugs
With God and faith in your heart, there are no prisons even when surrounded by bars.
Without God, life is a prison even though the bars are unseen.
Hugs
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