| Women's Maxium Security you�re put behind bars, nothing new, the cell you were locked behind as a child could not be seen. invisible abuse, scars so blatant No One would look. not good enough to be believed, underachieved. you�re dirty, so eat your shame, help? but you�re always to blame. where? when you can�t concentrate on books, afraid to go home, predatorial hooks. you�re torn apart, ripped in places, just cause you're born, by 12, by family, a bed littered with scorn, kept quiet, afraid, try it, drugs ease the hate � medicate � less to complicate, can�t stand to be stuck under the constant rain, now you�re addicted but that ain�t even a strain, on what They expected, another rejected drug addict, no cash, labeled as trash, you steal three times, no lawyer, no deal, three x�s and now you got life, right where you started, you�re put behind bars. and you were along for the ride, didn�t know he would kill him, sitting in a car, sitting in a cell, the only sentence you can write 25 to life. No One would tell you why, you just went drugs, besides for a ride. couldn�t say no, shouldn�t say no, cause those bruises would show tomorrow, just trying to avoid more sorrow. so now you see your kids once a year, cause you lived a life of fear. and yet, another you, can�t stop the drugs, popping needles and They question why you killed a friend, over some speed, now in jail easier to score heroin, than get a decent book to read, pumping liquid relief, so you don�t feel, you don�t know, just the belief, you need to be loved for once. Who lets these drugs spread to the poor, the abused, the women, without power never having their hour. drugs their only sever from reality, powerless to change, rearrange, when drugs are everywhere, anywhere, the only thing that takes you somewhere. you are a stranded hitchhiker, robbed, robbing, left with nothing but a miserable memory, traded with a guard for a gram. sm. |