Trapped in a narrow and hollow abyss
\nAs the time slowly tick-tocks away
\nThe four walls grow smaller, the scenery dulls
\nEach minute, each hour, each day
\nThere’s much time to think about life as a whole
\nThe journey of trials and truths
\nAs the cool, darkened room eats away at his soul
\nIts glory, its vigor, its youth<\/p>\n
Where once a young man had casually stood
\nProfessing his will and his way
\nA graying, balding and beleaguered soul
\nStares stoically forward, this day
\nA product of errors he made in his past
\nRepented but alas still his own
\nHis sentence goes forth; his judgment long cast
\nAs he lives out his days all alone<\/p>\n
A murderer, yet not in the known sense
\nA soul that left his family
\nOr did they leave him for being so dense
\nTo disrupt their love and harmony
\nHis wife and his kids, collateral carnage
\nTossed away for his mistress, M.J.
\nThe drug of his youth that led to his habit
\nOf harder drugs along the way<\/p>\n
He now spends his days as the four walls grow smaller
\nAlone with each what might have been
\nA longing to change the past as he knew it
\nAnd to start things all over again
\nBut his home’s now a prison, where love once existed
\nA penance for each choice made
\nHe’ll live out his sentence and carry his burden
\nRegretting love was his charade<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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