An Incarcerated Truth
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Poetry
Belief in a future, they do persist
For everyone has the right to exist
But in my mind, for myself I despair
My life and potential, I am aware
Faces barriers, they say are deserved
‘Til death's how long I will truly serve
I have no ability to repent
When I have everlasting punishment
What more can I do with this useless breath
Still I do mourn the loss of her caress
Her strength failed when she turned her back on me
Replacing love with hate so callously
My light, my hope, asunder is now torn.
I wither away beneath the world's scorn.
Belief in a future, they do persist
For everyone has the right to exist
But in my mind, for myself I despair
My life and potential, I am aware
Faces barriers, they say are deserved
‘Til death's how long I will truly serve
I have no ability to repent
When I have everlasting punishment
What more can I do with this useless breath
Still I do mourn the loss of her caress
Her strength failed when she turned her back on me
Replacing love with hate so callously
My light, my hope, asunder is now torn.
I wither away beneath the world's scorn.
Date Published
November 11, 2025
Lanie's Painting
By Lanie
A painting sent to us by Lanie.
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Dan’s Drawing
By Dan
A drawing of Stitch from Lilo and Stitch, sent to us by Dan.
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Self Reflection
By Sofia
Often I try to self-reflect which turns into waves of rings around me. This picture reflects my days in general; life is static, surrounded by waves around.
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Beyond the Steel Mesh
By Anonymous
The cage stands bold, with its steel-clad mesh. For within its grip, it’s us it holds. Ten foot walls, of cold creme concrete. For outside we muster, like horses in stalls.
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