Time Written by John Rueben April 10

Time
Written by John Rueben
April 10, 2002

You don't have to live a life of crime,
to be doing time.

I will be forever in a cell,
Living in my own form of hell.

Behind bars in the physical form,
is NOTHING compared to being mentally torn.

I'd rather be dead, than in this prison in my head

My heart
is torn apart.

WHY?
Did I let him die

Will these bars go away?
or in my mind will they forever stay?

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