Days…lost, lonely days. I spent years in that place, Nothing but my thoughts to keep me company. Nights…dark, lost and alone. Dreaming from the outside in, Thinking…. Wishing…. Hoping… There would be days… Times when sunshine would be my friend, Bars wouldn’t lock away the pride within, A chance to take a stand and matter again, No time to judge or be judged, just goals and dreams to attain. You may take away my freedom, But you can’t take the man within. The core of me still remains the same, The difference is in the approach, not in the belief Too many people never looked close enough to see, The pain, the anger that’s hiding inside of me. Lock me away, throw away the key… Look a little closer, and a good man you’ll see. Too many people think they’re better than me… But they’ve never lived my reality… Walk a mile in my shoes, See the world through my eyes… Spend one night locked up behind bars, See where your sanity lies… Before you open your big mouth to speak, Think of what it’s like to be me. And would you have the strength to succeed? Written by Deborah Herald A Poem about what it means to be prison wives togetherWe rely on each other, lean on each other, love each other, occasionally we may fight, but in the end, we are always sisters in this journey! This was written for my sisters, my friends, those I know I will forever have by side, not just through my man's bid, but for life! We are bonded! And I am grateful!A whole new world we discovered, Now we rely on each other, People who might not once have been friends, Cling to our faith and our friendship until the end. Disagreements and fights, they don’t matter, We’ve become so close through our chatter, Cheering each other on through our battles, We’re strong women, we don’t get rattled, By little things that others might, We’re busy fighting bigger fights. Bringing our men home is our biggest plight, Staying strong each day, and fighting tears at night. No Matter what, we are a team, We hold each other in high esteem, Because we are sisters, and we will always be, Because we walked side by side through this difficult journeyWritten by Deborah Herald |
I CrySometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on.
Written by Tupac Shakur (1971-1996)
I won't lie, sometimes this journey sucks. It's hard, I miss my man. I love him and I want him here. It's so hard to be without the one I love. And this poem was written on a day when I was hurting.Knowing you’re locked behind bars, Not being able to truly know how you are, It’s killing me, breaking me inside, I bite my tongue and hope you don’t notice what I hide. Emotions you don’t need to hear, How much I live in fear Of someone hurting you, taking you away Of never having you by my side to stay It breaks my heart every time I have to leave We have so many goals and dreams we want to achieve Will we ever reach our happy ending Or will we always have to depend on letters we are sending? Written By, Deborah Herald |
