Regardless of how we are feeling, days still start and end. Regardless of what I do, what others do, what happens to me or what happens to them.

On an icy day, we’ll meet again, on a silent path, free from pain. No greetings spoken, no sparks to fly, just a quiet knowing in each other’s eye.

Why should you suffer for my pain. Knowledge in this I should try to gain. Does it feel I have left you alone? It may feel I have cut you to the bone.

The calls we hear every day, whether guilty or claiming you’re innocent, there’s a price we each must pay. “It’s a privilege not a right” you’ll hear the screws say, but the moment you’re behind those bars, your control is taken away.

A poem for the one true love of my life, I wish I could change the past, but I can only change my future.

She saw his will and was convinced, she listened to his lies and was convinced, she looked into his eyes and trusted his smiles, she was convinced.

I yearn to spend loving time with my Mother, to reunite with my sister and brother, to introduce my kin to the new man I am.

I hear the sirens wailing, I know the cops are coming, to my door, I let down my family, even my kids, friends and all.

How would it be, to be set free, yes, I’d smile with glee, no guilty plea.

Life is only short my son, with so many paths to take, life is an uphill struggle, with every step you make. That’s why you must treasure life, with every second of the day, because you may never know, when it’s your turn to go away.