Life in Prison

Life in Prison

A Poem by John Byrd

I am like a fortress

you can’t tell what’s going on inside of me

I like to keep it all in

overflowing

my cup runneth over

but I lock it in the cellar

I gave my thoughts time in prison

but they committed no crimes...

 

Maybe I’m scared

People will run away from me.

Look at me like I’m a monster.

So I play Jekyll and Hyde.

But I’m only Hyde in the shadows.

Only I see him emerge.

A dark hideous creature

Or it could just be my imagination….

 

I think I’m scared

Of getting too close to people.

So if I lose them it won’t hurt so much.

Always prepared for loses instead of gains.

Maybe someone will mean a lot to me

And I won’t lose them.

Every woman I let get close to me and trust in

Leaves…

 

I have only opened up to them

And these cell walls I mark up

With my pain and fears.

They have visitation rights

To the jail cell.

They only visit, they never stay.

The women are temporary.

The cell walls lasts forever…

© 2014 John Byrd


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A very profound write. Life is like that. Sometimes it offers roses. Sometimes it pelts stones at us. We have to find the relief. Very good descriptions. It was an interesting read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very very intense and emotional journey through your thoughts.
This has such a great flow to it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

9 Years Ago

Thank you Ana! :)
Wow this is extremely deep and moving, quite captivating.
This really tells a story it speaks to people. Im sure allot of people could relate to this.
Im sorry you have been unlucky in love. Theres someone out there for everyone believe me, and oneday
you will meet the woman who will stay, always :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

9 Years Ago

Thank you! Very encouraging and hopeful. I believe you are right :)
cimmy wuv xxxooo

9 Years Ago

you are welcome anytime :) thanks for the add btw :)
John Byrd

9 Years Ago

My pleasure :)
We all build walls… create prisons from which we hope love will set us free. A powerful poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love the concept of the prison. Brings the feeling of being trapped.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wauw i really like the small but clever little rhymes in there! It reads very easy, you should but a good beat under it and make a track :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

9 Years Ago

To be honest I didn't even notice them! Guess that's what happens when you listen to music all the t.. read more
This is one of those pieces that settle across the reader's brain and sets in deeper upon every read

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

9 Years Ago

:) thank you for those kind words. Nice to know what my writing does to others!
This reminded me of a friend... very beautiful, melancholic and well written. I found that this one particularly stuck out to me. Good job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

9 Years Ago

Thank you. It's something that I've wanted to write about for a long time.
So truthful and beautiful insight to a feeling many of us are all to familiar. It's impressive to see someone recognize possibilities that can help them heal and grow!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much!

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John Byrd
John Byrd

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