CONSTANT STRUGGLE

As the early dawn comes over the horizon I sit here as I look out the window of my cell of a four by four room as I reemerge from a night of restless sleep, for as the thoughts continue to flow through my mind exhausting me of all my energy I feel my aura is draining me of my strength to even think clearly. For even when I try to fall asleep I can't seem to release the thoughts that keep running in the depth and deepness of my mind, for even the sounds of the screams that echoes through the halls of steel and stones can't shut out the sounds around me. For I know its a process as much as it is a constant struggle each day I am here behind these gray walls of steel and stones, but it is not withstanding that I alone placed thyself within this situation but yet I have no doult that I will make make it for the fact is I have to do my time and not let my time do me on a mental and emotional level.