Sept. 26, 2013

Mail Call

filed under: poetry, Prison Poetry Workshop
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by Joseph Thibodeaux
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Mail Call

Yeah, that's what they say.
But for who?
Me, no, I don't think so
So why do I still go up?
A dream I might get something with a little luck
What am I thinking, no one cares
Why should they, I made it this way
But then can it be my cell getting called
Hope leaps up inside.
But soon shatters and dies
When they say not you,
Your cellie, where is he?
I just walk away
Because I feel something deep inside also shatter and die
And again I realize, why do I even try
No one out there cares
So why do I?

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Joseph Thibodeaux

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corina_brook Posted 11 years, 2 months ago. ✓ Mailed 11 years, 1 month ago   Favorite
Its not that i don't care i just haven't found the time to write I've been really sick, also to figure out what i want to write and hope to not make you upset because yes i am angry at you but also at myself.

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