Thoughts

I changed my whole life 
I did it for myself 
I don’t have a wife 
Still having nightmares 
I can’t sleep at night 
Member I got stabbed up with a knife
Praying to god I don’t loose my life 
Still missing Leila 
She suppose to be my wife 
I’ll never forgive myself 
I cheated and left her 
Ever since then my life ain’t been right 
I wish she was there on them lonely nights 
I really wish she was there to hold me tight 
I tell her we can be something nice 
Something real fye 
If I could go back in the past I would’ve treated her right 
Now I’m locked up sleeping with my knife
Praying every night I don’t loose my life
No commissary no visitations 
Sometimes it gets real lonely 
Got me feeling like no one really loves me
Got me feeling like I should pick up this knife 
And end my life 

 

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lisa donohoe

Sun 3rd Feb 2019 14:50

Guilty feelings prove the soul knows remorse, it takes guts to bare all that you kept locked away. Put away your knife and fight trew the pain, god only gives hard battles to each of the brave.
It will get easier and you are never alone. Love and light to you brave soul

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keith jeffries

Mon 18th Jun 2018 09:01

Dontaves,
Thank you for this poem which speaks of a repentant heart, filled with regret and sadly pushed to the brink of despair. You write well. I would like to see more of your work.
Keith

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