uploaded Nov. 1, 2013.
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I'm In Too Deep
I'm in too deep
Love is a scrambled nest egg to detangle
The concrete walls of my heart are 25 feet
So don't dangle me hope
Love can't see hope from my angle
My freedom is steep
Steeper than nineteen years of ink shy of life
Bleeding from letters sent faithfully
With answers seldomly received
This story was conceived from my scars
Emotions are razor wired and barbed
Feelings no longer deceive me
You can shiv me with I miss yous
And I'll survive every hoodwink
To talk phone calls
Talk letters and talk visits
But we both know talk is cheap
Even spare time is a luxury
I'm in too deep.
..Carlos "Sundiata Ibn Islam" Brown
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"Steeper than nineteen years of ink shy of life
Bleeding from letters sent faithfully
With answers seldomly received
This story was conceived from my scars
Emotions are razor wired and barbed"
These words spoke to me especially. They reached into my soul and tore out emotions I had forgot to feel. Thank you for your beautiful words. This poem, and all your others. You are a true talent and your work should never be forgotten or looked past- your mind is a true beauty- never forget that. Never take the neurons in your skull for granted- for no number of days behind bars can ever lessen the yearning for life you possess. Thank you. Thank you for staying strong and taking value in your work.
Love and Light,
Maya
Square Bear Drea, From Camano Island, Washington