Meet Kunta…
At first, I didn’t even notice that I was easing the hurt from my soul. Even though I am not fully healed, I have come a long way and I am doing a whole lot better. So, I continue to write, healing my soul.
Incarcerated: 10 years
Housed: San Quentin State Prison
I’ve been locked up since I was sixteen. In the beginning, I really struggled because I didn’t know how to verbally express myself. I would be drowning on the inside because of all of the words and feelings that I wasn’t expressing. One night in my cell, I started writing poetry. The next day, I let my brother read it and he liked it, which inspired me to keep writing. This was ten years ago. At first, I didn’t even notice that I was easing the hurt from my soul. Even though I am not fully healed, I have come a long way and I am doing a whole lot better. So, I continue to write, healing my soul. Hopefully, in the process, I am able to help heal a little of the world’s pain through my words. Because of my poems, my words are my truest and sincerest feelings – my worries, my hurts, my depression. I share openly with you, all in hopes of letting you know that you are not alone in this world because I am out here with you in spirit.
“Depressed State of Mind”
Running from my reality
On the brink of losing my sanity
Carrying the world on my shoulders
An’ yet they are still mad at me
Quite often I’m neglected
Soul in a constant state of depression
In a head-on collision with rejection
I’m breaking mirrors
Can you speak louder so the message will be clearer
Voices yelling in my head
And I still can’t hear ya
Thoughts of suicide
So why should I fear ya
I’m drowning in despair
Agony filling my lungs
So there’s no air
No hope of breathin’
Got me afraid of sleeping
Because all I see is demons
Fighting to devour my soul
Feels like I’m losing control
My body holding on and my soul still letting go
My heart beatin’ hectic
I was born dead
So tell God my body
He can come collect it
awwww Bae keep up the work I love and miss you from the bottom of my heart I can’t until you cum home with your family we are waiting on you keep your head up and pray we love you