i miss life,real life,a free life in a world away from here with so much more hope and fullfillment.joy and opportunity.a life on the other side of this razor wire and fences where things aren’t so senseless.
i miss all the years missed of my children growing that i cant give them back the time they missed with their dad.so unfair of the years i cant give them back.
i miss the reality of forming my own reality.one that is in my hands and not the hands of a guard or judge.or the coldness of a cell of concrete and steel.the trap of whats real and whats fake ,always aware of what is at stake.from this loneliness where there is never a break.where there is no giving and all seem to take.
i miss the enjoyment of a good meal.the simplicity yet grand pleasure of enjoying a great home cooked meal.a good t-bone steak,some home fries,shells and cheese and some layered buttered bicuits.seems like its been so long but then i remember the guys who will never see home again.prison is their future and their end,so i count my blessings and quietly mourn for them.i will give it my best shot when i get out,failure is not an option.
i miss the lost opportunities,the things i could’ve done,the woulda,shoulda,coulda’s that haunt me each day weigh me down.but i fight each moment to pull myself back up by the hopes of a great,free future.
i miss the touch of a woman,the softness of her skin,the sweetness of her kiss,the closeness i so miss.the heat of her body,the sound of her words.the passion of making love and the ever heartfelt hug.even feeling the deepness of being in love.a companion a friend a partner a lover.just being us two who deeply care for each other.
i miss life……….see u soon and i will get it right this time.my heartache not in vain.the lessons learned from the bridges burned.the shed tears for all the lost years.i stand still and tall waiting for these concrete walls come time to fall.i will never miss this but i will always remember.”
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