All I ever wanted was a Father, to love & hold me tight/ Now all I have is a cell, where it's so lonely & cold at night Eyes holding back the tears, so my peers don't think that I'm weak/ So many years I've spent looking answers, so many questions to a past that runs so deep Using poetry as my release, to escape my bleak surroundings/ From the abuse I received since a youth, to under the roof of the prison landings Deeply regretting the texts I sent, cause sending 'em sent me 2 HMP/ Like my life weren't already a sentence, closing my eyes, pretending that I'm free But in reality I'm caged like an animal, for the crime of a cry for help/ For fighting back against my misery, lyrically for the rights of my likkle girl It's me, myself & I now, living for the hope of better days/ Sweating from the eye brow, ever since I got attacked on my second day I know there's gotta be a better way, & with the right help, I know I'll find it/ Cause God blessed me with the talent of rhyme, but in time I let my anger blind it Deep in my heart I wish I could rewind it, to the time when my mind was pure like snow/ But for now I'll just seek the cure, cause I've got such a long way to go.
Copyright 2008 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
Imprison and alone. The mind can wander to places with no answers. I did enjoy the tale. I liked the honest thoughts. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote
a very poignant line is "the talent of rhyme, but in time I let my anger blind it"
this is a very powerful piece...some parts filled with hope, some bleak...but a true
show of an imprisoned person, whose heart is just as imprisoned.
j.
Regrets come across here. Some people have such a lousy start in life. I had a Dad who was a real family man, who was strict but fair. He loved us all dearly. Sorry your Dad wasn't around for you. You have a talent. Use it. Put all your efforts into it and getting back on track. (that's if this is about you and isn't fiction) I enjoyed the flow, the content and your rhyme here.
Heartfelt poem, with so much rage and hard feeling, and regrets for your words of truth. you pay the price, which seemingly is not a fair one, but you must endure and keep writing what you feel; as it seem you've suffered plenty in your past and now in the present. Good luck!
Best, Betty
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