…Every day, I know that I’m the one to blame, I see the picture clearly now. Stand strong, firm and solid, and I’ll defeat this maze. I’ll come back to you, my silent one.
Incarcerated: 17 years
No Longer In A Daze
I strapped on metal boots and used lives as my shield for false love. It started with hate and disillusion. It was my role regardless of my feelings. I swore to shed no tears. Then, I came to need someone kind. I had run everyone away, but noticed she was there. Standing behind but there just the same, a stranger in my life although I knew her name. She never said a word, just stood within my life. She was silent as a leaf in the night.
She told me who she was and I thought about the past. When I was hurt, broken by my faith, confused and caught up in hate. A hole appeared and dropped me in a daze. Now that I’m awake, I’m deep within this maze called prison. But just as we were talking, which I rarely do, I noticed something shining out from her. She was always there, standing lovely at my side, waiting for me to lose the life of phony pride. As I stood alone she reached out with her arms, wrapped me with her love, and gave me all her charm.
I had this need to share with her the things I knew were wrong. Searching for a route, a way back in time, when for that special moment, this woman was truly mine. In some strange way, she’s always with me each and every day. When I was blind and couldn’t see, I want her to know, I saw how much she cared. I know you are patiently waiting for me to solve this maze they call prison. Then, we’ll get our future back. Every day, I know that I’m the one to blame, I see the picture clearly now. Stand strong, firm and solid, and I’ll defeat this maze. I’ll come back to you, my silent one.
No longer in a daze.