![]() JailA Poem by P. KapperI 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
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Added on April 1, 2013 Last Updated on April 1, 2013 Author![]() P. KapperDrums, PAAboutI am a sports enthusiast who enjoys reading and writing poetry and would love to one day have my work published. more..Writing
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