A blinding hate, a broken soul,
the evil within, has taken its toll.
I’ve tried to cope, but yet have failed,
I’ve lost at life, and pain prevailed.
Thoughts of a future, and what’s to be,
amazing things, or misery.
The thoughts of spirit, the stand of time,
I’ve salvaged some, but its broken mine.
Beyond these walls, shall come again,
I’ve paid the price, this time will end.

Cody Besch
DOC #1771920