Remembering the thought in my heart of freedom but pain

Being free causes pain but being behind bars in a prison full of prisoners causes depression

Sensing the pulse sent from my heart to my head of how beautiful the world itself if but how heart breaking it is to see your loved ones suffer behind closed doors stuck in the middle of 4 walls

No where to go

No sunlight

No being able to feel fresh air

Lies you tell your kids “I’ll be out in a few days” but a few days turns into months years or maybe even your whole life

Can’t even look at your kids in the eyes without your eyes filling up with tears

You place your hand against the shielded window while u hold the phone and see your kids try touching it

Pain in his heart I knew u felt that Dad

Lies after lies 4 years

July 31st 2014 But where are you now…