reflective & poetic exspressions is where thoughts find their voice and feelings learn to breathe. Through poetry, reflection, and storytelling, this blog captures life as it unfolds—raw, tender, faithful, and real.
Monday, December 18, 2017
Confession
I have family and friends in prison the first thing I’ll tell them don’t expect for me to write. I might send you cards on your birthdays and holidays. If I can get away to see you I’ll come most of the time I can’t get a ride. I’ll tell them to call me sometimes I will say you shouldn’t went to jail in the first place. A lot of people don’t feel the same way as I do. A few people who I’ve talk to they can’t talk to their child or friend because they were killed or sick and passed away. Everyone should be happy they’re family or friends in jail you know where they at and being safe. Take every advantage that we can cherish every moment in life. Once your child is gone you can’t bring them back it doesn’t matter how much pray and how hard you cry. My friend always say to me she wouldn’t wish Dead On anyone her son was killed at the age of 19 she wishes he was jail to say hi, I miss you, I love you to hear him say it back.😢😢😢 — feeling down.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment