Saturday, October 29, 2005

Title: Jailed

Jailed - By Michael Darling

Blacken Rain falling down,
pounding my fist on the ground,
why did you have to leave me,
why did you have to go,
leave me alone in this world,
alone,
and wet,
staring endlessly at your tomb stone,
staring deep into my hands,
soils of blood,
from flesh,
from me,
from the dirt on the ground,
or scraping on the rock,
Why,
Why,
We were always around,
we were always with what's going down,
I loved you with heart,
I loved you with soul,
now apart I cannot live on,
what can I do now that your gone,
do you expect me to forget,
all I can think of is when we first met,
now that your gone,
I am alone,
never with a soul,
you had to go join the death toll,
it wasn't me I pleaded to the courts,
but they didn't believe me,
10 years I served,
10 years since it passed by,
10 years wishing you were still alive,
I will admit I have cried,
held a dagger and wish that it was me that died,
I wish you were here,
beside me,
inside me,
I tried to me be,
honest I did I tried to forget and live,
I went on a long trip,
I looked into another's eyes,
but all I could see was you,
what we had was true,
we shared our favorite color blue,
we were the perfect pair an even two,
the police didn't believe,
they could conceive,
the idea I was innocent,
who cares if they had my finger print,
another did this,
robbed me of what was mine,
now all I can do is treat your tomb as a shrine,
he took your life,
and sentenced mine,
to a jail filled with people,
who violated another for pleasure,
20 years I served,
20 years since it passed by,
20 years wishing you were still alive,
lock away and confined,
the key thrown away,
not being able to tell from night or day,
I remember the night,
we did have a fight,
I admit I slapped you,
but only because you struck first,
the neighbors saw,
the police came,
dragged to jail I was but realized the next day,
I am sorry for what happened,
I didn't mean to do it,
I love you,
you loved me,
this was how life was suppose to be,
out in the world living so free,
I did plea,
40 years I served,
40 years since it passed by,
40 years wishing you still were alive,

I cannot remember very well since last we met,
forgotten the touch of your hand,
forgotten the breath and your smell,
forgotten the way you looked at me when I was down,
all I can remember is butch,
all I can remember is confinement,
all I can remember is being violated,
40 years a bitch,
40 years violated,
40 years locked away,
tired and alone,
wanting to be free,
wanting to die,
and to be alive with you,
things I never thought possible,
smacking the grave I cry,
old as I am, near to my death,
I spent an eternity for something I didn't do,
I wish I could remember,
all those years for all the lies,
why was I framed,
or was I,
I loved you so much,
It is time I follow and be with you till the end,
time to forget the pain,
the lonely nights alone,
the roles of bitch in the cells,
the no visits from family,
time to die,
60 years since I last seen you,
60 years since I last felt you,
60 years since they said I murdered you,
60 years behind bars,
60 years a bitch,
60 years alone,
60 years of tears,
no one will know why,
no one will care why,
no one will seek why,
They will wonder one thing,
Why was the lost murder weapon here,
in my chest,
over your grave,
let them wonder,
for now I don't care,

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