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Excuse me if I feel a little poetic

It seems no one is sympathetic

tired of being apologetic

because it's starting to feel real pathetic.

So let me speak these words of rhyme

Show you what goes through my mind

as I sit here and pass this time

reflecting on what was left behind.

A person I thought I had by my side

yet, I guess love is able to divide

in her I should not have confide

because her love only quivered and died.

People I thought I could trust

how quickly friendships turn to dust

as loyalties began to bust

leaving me stained with the color of rust.

To my family I caused so much pain

the cause I need not to explain

look to others, yet find myself to blame

myself the only one to be shamed

A life riddled of addiction

bringing chaos and total destruction

That created  brain malfunction

with insanity in it's conjunction 

 

So as you can plainly see

It's time for some disaster relief

on the person I used to be

before my life completely depletes.

 

Written by: George Lynch

while at Mayo Correctional Institution