Idle Mind....a poem from prison....

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    Idle Mind....a poem from prison....

    Idle Mind

    i sit in my cell for committing a crime...
    i realize why people say that the
    devils playground is in the idle mind...

    i think about the good and i think about the bad
    but as much as i try to stay sane
    most of me is unpleasant and i feel
    sad...
    i wish i could sleep it away...
    and when i wake up to be a free man...

    but problems are meant to be faced and
    runnin is not what i plan to do
    sometimes i think to myself that my
    loved ones of me have forgotten...

    so i try to convince myself that im
    wrong and that inside my mind is
    just some kind of evil demon plottin.....
    i was begining to get psychotic and
    i thought i was loosin my mind...

    but i just got a letter from my
    queen Laura and she tells me to
    "be strong and have faith...
    and the day for us to unite will
    only be a matter of time....."

    el guero...

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    honeypot commented on Idle Mind....a poem from prison....

    12-28-2010

    You sound as if you are losing it but then the letter from a faithful one has help you hold it all together The love of a good woman is everything.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    leeat2810’s Poems (19)

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