Wall Cat
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Yo as this sorrow fills my eyes,
i hear the fellow prisoners silent cry's,
to ashamed to hold it in,
but i cant let it go then-its gonna fill me within,
as the days turn into nights,
the lonleyness bites-at my heels,
i cant help but think of my former peers,
about my wife and the baby inside,
oh how i wish so deeply i could hear my baby cry,
how i wish this would be all over so i could get out the pen,
cause i feel i might die in this cell-i sit in,
this is a trying time-this is hell-i sinned,
wish somebody anybody would come with bail,
so i wouldent be incarcerated and hated,
hated by the one thing i may never have-my baby,
i wanted to be there when it was born-such a great time,
but im stuck in this square cause i got caught wit a nine,
now he's lyin under a tombstone dead as a rock,
wish i could turn back the hands of time and erase the chalk,
but those days are gone and these ones dont pass fast,
they say time fly's when your having fun and i understand that at last,
i got to tell myself to take it day by day,
cause 2marrows a new one and i pry to God it will be Ok,
So now its 2 years down 23 more to go,
25 to life this hell is my home and the time passes so slow.
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-<that thing means take a breath