Entry # 778
Entry # 779
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Entry # 786
Entry # 787
Explosion of bullets transforms to butterflies,
Entry # 790
Dreams of poinsettia cheeks
Soulless deceit brought on by grey scale sleep
Serenaded hope runs from me
Pitiful kegs full of demons
Citron money puffing green grapes
Pounds of pride dripping wet
Prison dignity watching Netflix
Mom's regret fills my eyes
"By any means necessary."
Red ice seeping through
Stink eyed stare at the teacher
he said, "Go see the preacher."
Jumping out the window
My Soon to be wife
Is a soon to be widow
Just feelin' the bliss
Wishing I asked for
One last kiss
sitting next to it is where I think about the sun, stars, and a beautiful rose
where I am and where I’ll go
Entry # 805
These are the things in which I’ve been trained to follow in case,
When I need to escape the problems I face!
I’ve trapped myself in a maze,
that has swallowed my grace,
I have nothing but time,
but it keeps slippin’ away.
I’ve made up my mind,
‘cuz everyday I just lay,
And think of the crime,
which was my biggest mistake
Aligned with the signs of insanity I’m supposed to break, but not today…
I don’t think I’ll ever endeavor this level I’ve severed to measure-
-my treasures that I’ve earned, oh so cleverly,
And whether or not, I ever get caught, I’ll always be sought
‘Cuz respect is what I’ve got.
So I jot all of my thoughts & remember a lot that I’ve fought to plot,
What is right versus what is not, so I’ve brought to attention,
To stop & prevent it, but it’s a lot to get in with,
So I ought’ to be finished.
No longer will I diminish the facts,
I’ve already cracked once, and came out with Jack,
A maniac I once was, who’s aftermath has been smashed
By my criminal acts, so there’s no going back.
Entry # 806
Entry # 810
Ruby Red sunrise is negotiating with the darkness.
I don't even know what to expect besides
loneliness, anger, and regret.
Opinions keep mocking me,
screaming you're a fool.
Family is appalled,
not understanding why I seem so crippled and fall.
Rays of hope dry up my tearful eyes,
still feeling victimized from my tortured high.
I'm not a creature lurking in the shadows,
I'm a timid girl, afraid of the dark,
Why do I try
if things just get worse?
all I see are cinder block walls of emptiness,
routinely behind a steel door,