*this poem was not written by me it was written by...
Emotions felt add to the torment behind the prison...

To Watch You Leaving . . .
is to know such pain, it's jagged edges tearing...

As the blood drips down
Fingertips on your photograph...

As I sit here at my desk,
I can feel my heart begin to break...

You always had a way with words
In letters back and forth we would send...

There are so many words I can not say
when I look into your eyes...

She comes to me
and acts happy...

Just shut up and leave me alone
Is that so hard for you to understand...

I can’t love you anymore
‘Cuz it hurts me to see...

Thruogh the darkness
no light shows threw...

You'd think one would dread
The thought of being dead...

I'm friggin' stressin'
Is he messin...