Mr. Anonymous
Wasted Time
by Mr. Anonymous
I’m so tired of being in jail
Too bad I can’t afford to pay my bail
I’ve been down ‘bout a year and a few months
I don’t do shit but make money and smoke blunts
I have a beautiful daughter and gorgeous wife
Layle and Sarah the Number Ones in my life
I start trial here soon it gots me stressed out
First degree murder it carries so I just want to scream and shout
But I won’t let it bring me down
There’s no time for worry and useless frowns
I haven’t called mama in almost 6 months
Hearing her cry is just way too much
She doesn’t understand why I don’t write back
If only she knew she would cut me some slack
I wish I could go back in time
And find a place to hide during the crime
I wouldn’t be here I’d be on the streets
Out with my daughter and wife and even my peeps
Well this is the end of my poem
Hope you like reading about my misery and struggles and strife.
Wisdom
by Mr. Anonymous
Maybe God wanted us to meet the wrong people before meeting the right ones, so that when we finally meet the right ones we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Maybe when the door of happiness closes, another opens. But sometimes we look so long at the one that has closed that we don’t see the one that has opened for us. Maybe the best friend is the one you can sit on the porch and swing with, never saying a word, and then get up and leave feeling as though you it was the best conversation you have ever had. Maybe it is true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it. But it is also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives. Giving someone all your love is never a guarantee that they will love you back. Don’t expect love in return; wait for it to grow in their heart. But if it doesn’t, be content that it grew in yours. It only takes a minute for a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for money, even that fades away. Go for the one who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one who makes your heart smile. There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be because you only have one life and one chance to do all of the things you want to do. Always put yourself in others’ shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person too. The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything that comes their way. Happiness comes to those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate those who have touched their lives. Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear. The greatest future will come from a forgotten past. You can’t go on well in life if you don’t let go of past failures and heartaches. When you were born you were crying, and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you are the one who is smiling while everyone around you is crying. May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrows to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy.
The thoughts that keep me awake at night
by Mr. Anonymous
“The thoughts that keep me awake at night,” tossing and turning, the wanting for something you can’t have, the tears that ceased to fall, the waiting game we’re all forced to play, the good memories I replay over and over in my mind, the touch and smell of a female that taunts me throughout the day.
“The thoughts that keep me awake at night.”
There are no more tears left, and the world keeps moving on around me, but my life seems like it’s on stand still. The weight on my shoulders is becoming unbearable, and the emptiness inside is killing me. I stress all day about getting back to my family, but in reality I’m just scared of my responsibilities when it comes time for me to get out.
“The thoughts that keep me awake at night.”
Trying to forget the switch my so called boys put me in, the thought of revenge when we finally come face to face, the pictures on the walls of my families pain, loss, and disgrace; what to do with so much time to waste. But in the end its just me myself and I, and those who stood by my side.
“The thoughts that keep me awake at night.”
Just when you think life’s falling apart there’s always someone who you never thought would be there to pick you back up. Thank you for telling me life doesn’t suck, it’s just what you make of it.
The thoughts that keep me awake at night…
My Revolving Door
by Mr. Anonymous
My revolving door, I never know what’s in store
Coming in an out, out an in, when will it ever end?
My life is on hold as I sit and wait
I can’t be excused ‘til I finish my plate
Cold meals, shitty ass beds, standing in line waiting for meds
Visits and phone calls never seem enough
Never ever thought I’d be writing this stuff
Loving so close but yet so far
Everyone’s looking in on my life like a bug in a jar
Showering alone better break that habit
Watch your ass someone might try to grab it
241’z 345’z
Granola bars and oatmeal cream pies
The boredom and frustration is getting to my brain
New celly after new celly wait, what’s your name?
If you don’t want to deal with this better not come back
Next time the judge and DA might not cut you no slack
Sex Appeal
by Mr. Anonymous
Let’s take a chance, sometime some way we can romance
Love is in the air, baby it’s more than I can bare
The thought of me in between them thighs
My emotions inside are beginning to rise
Them curves them lips the way you move your hips
The sex the pain girl this ain’t no game
Your sex appeal is something for real
Girl I hope you understand the way I feel
So let’s take a chance I promise to take it slow
Baby please be mine I know this love will grow
Them silly niggaz always tryin’ to get atcha
But I ain’t mad that shit don’t matta
I’m sick and tired of them one night stands
Wish you’d take a chance and met me be yo manz
Thoughts of you drive me crazy
So keep it real don’t play me
Find Me
by Mr. Anonymous
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heart beat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep…Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without make up on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you…The one who turns to his friends and says, that’s her.
Kick Out
by Mr. Anonymous
The day the CO calls kick out is what we all dream about. The minutes that pass seeming like hours, the packing and passing of extras that are now useless to you. The goodbyes and cries of homies wishing you well, the relief of knowing your time has come, and knowing the struggles and pains are now done. Rushing to the sally port to catch that long awaited bus ride home. Thoughts of what to do first, cramping your mind with glee, who to call, what to eat, what to wear, the taste of that Newport filling your lungs with mentholated air. Even that first feeling of getting up in some booty. Oh how long I’ve waited baby to feel you next to me. Pulling you closer as I push inside you, coming closer to ecstasy.
Sitting back and reminding myself about all the shit I went through. Damn, I’m so glad beans and baloney aren’t still on my menu. Now everything seems so great, I got my life back, I’ve learned from my mistakes. The only thing that’s wrong is I’m day dreaming in my cell. Just another day waiting for the CO to call Kick Out.
