Jail

Jail

A Poem by P. Kapper

I try and pretend

Pretend I don’t hurt

Pretend it doesn’t bother

Pretend it doesn’t sting

You are different

Changed under years of agony

Years of misdeeds

Years of mistrust

I deserve how I feel

I’ve earned the hate

Earned in youthful exuberance

But like a loan

Like a bad investment

I’m paying for my crimes

Does the punishment fit?

That’s not for me to answer

But you

Playing judge

Have handed down your sentence

So I am exiled

Imprisoned

For life?

Who knows

But it’s feeling like until death

But I’m learning

And with my heart as my spoon

I’m digging my way out

And my escape is near

And plotted so well

With help from the outside

And you won’t see it coming

Until I’m long gone

And my feet will follow my heart

For I’m imposing my own parole

I’ve done my time

And I can’t do a minute more

© 2013 P. Kapper


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P. Kapper
P. Kapper

Drums, PA



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