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Oct 2010
I sit here and look at the walls in my cell....

I look at the puddle of tears on the ground from my eyes that have fell,....

I’d give anything for the touch of freedom, the sun on my face, even a smell....

It seems like a dream, it’s getting darker and my skin looks pale,....

I know there is a heaven but this place I know as Hell.....

Every night I wake up from bad dreams that I scream, cry and yell!!....

I look for someone to say I love you, its ok....

But it’s just an empty cell, ....

So one more step down lower I have fell....

I know there are people who love me....

Through the glass I see their faces and I can tell,....

We say I love you, and then they walk away,....

I go back to my cell and I break down, fall to my knees and cry,....

One more step I have fallen....

Some times I have hard time seeing in the mirror, ....

Cause it’s hard to see a reflection in it when your eyes are full of tears,....

I think about my life, and all the painful years, ....

But if I go anywhere, its ok, God is with me and no evil will I fear,....

It feels like my life has been cut short....

That my life and my freedom exist of thee days of court....

Again I feel hopeless and take steps down, not one, not two, or three, but four....

Then its darker and darker than before....

That I wonder if ....Ill.... be outside once more....

From all the crying my eyes are sore....

My hear feels like its been torn, forgotten about and buried in the thorns, ....

So I find myself at the bottom of this stair case,....

Wondering if ....Ill.... ever be rescued from this desolate place....

That now when I look in the mirror I can hardly recognize my face ....

I wake up and ask the Lord why have I been misplaced?....

That all I can taste is the tears from my face....

I’d take one more step down, but as it is I fall lower than solid ground....

It feels like an escalator or a marry go round, you go up and round and round ....

But then you return to go back down, there is the reason why my smile is now a frown....

And I return to the downward spiral that goes around and round and eventually goes down!!....
Written by
Katie Conner
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