I Miss You Sunshine:

by Scott Cole   May 9, 2016


These dark walls which I stare
Have no lights just a glare,
Pertruding through two rusty holes
Nothing else the rest is bare.

Just me and this dark wall
That swallows my body whole,
My crazy self is doing time
My mind my body and Soul.

Oh I wished that big iron door
Would swing upon his hinges,
Spare me a lifetime of misery
Pulling myself from it's fringes.

But I'll never lower my head
As long as I see her glare,
The only thing that I live for
Is that sunbeam which I stare.

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