LIFE

Sitting here depressed alone in my cell wondering what went wrong why did I end up in HELL.

     Glad I’m alone so no one can see the pain and hurt that has been bestowed upon me.

     Hoping I’ll make it through what now I have to call my life to make it out before I die.

     All the meds in the world could not bring me up.  My husband and children are not in my life.

     So I sit and I rot from the inside out.  Inside this hell I can not get out, Sit alone and cry at night just to get up and repeat my now so called life.

 

Boz

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