Popular Poems About Prison
#prison
Treating Love Letters Like Junk Mail
She told the police on her boyfriend
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full, the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full, the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
#apathy
#heartbroken
#prison
#rejection
#suicide
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valentines bouquet
a taxi stops as I stand
by my window wondering
who will come out
a young woman
bearing a huge parcel
I open my front door
reach for whats inside
flowers, a beautiful
round shaped vase
with floral petals
at the bottom
the four letters
of his name
on a small card
I place the coverage
in my hallway
oh wait there is more
a little teddy bear
wrapped in plastic
holding a mini box
of chocolates
........
having crossed...
by my window wondering
who will come out
a young woman
bearing a huge parcel
I open my front door
reach for whats inside
flowers, a beautiful
round shaped vase
with floral petals
at the bottom
the four letters
of his name
on a small card
I place the coverage
in my hallway
oh wait there is more
a little teddy bear
wrapped in plastic
holding a mini box
of chocolates
........
having crossed...
#friendship
#prison
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The Violence Continues
She had enough. Many times her father would could home staggering drunk, and force himself onto her. He didn't care. He had no regret when he would sober up. Her mother knew that if she ever said a word she'd be beaten & thrown out into the streets. She cared about her own hide and not her own flesh & blood. She came into this marriage with nothing and will leave the marriage with nothing.
Her daughter is now dependent on drugs. Any drugs to release her from this horror. Pills, heroin, meth, alcohol, anything to get her fucked up and to drown these memories.
...
Her daughter is now dependent on drugs. Any drugs to release her from this horror. Pills, heroin, meth, alcohol, anything to get her fucked up and to drown these memories.
...
#abuse
#anger
#family
#prison
#ShortStory
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