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Lonely Stanzas

December 21, 2019 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I have no relief

from a future full of ghosts

I cant find release

though I long for it the most

these chains are my leash

I feel every bit like a dog

I just want to leave

how long is this fall?

I’m struggling believe me

writing hasn’t worked lately

I hope those that I have wont leave me

the free world has so many that can replace me

I’ve succumbed to the depths of a barrel in need of a bottle

in need of some dialogue, not another follow

full of wholesome words I swallow

I’m still hollow…

I’m still hollow…

I feel shallow…

I will wallow…

in pill bottles…

I feel

I try to build and heal

yet still whats veiled

is I will follow.

That same darkness

I’m so cold

I find warmth in company

distance is frigid.

lLnely as echoes

no one answers

I know so many they forget a lot, or forget about me

whats the point of tentacles if I cant reach out grab and hold onto something

prison has kept me closely distant

communication keeps me distantly close

I choose the middle.

Wont know if it’ll help or change a thing

oh well, I rather have it

though I still cant get it

it’s so close now that its less comfort and more torture.

I don’t know what any of this means but, misery loves company only so that it cant be misery no longer, right?

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Prose of a Con is a collection of Russell Wardlow’s prose and poetry written entirely behind bars. Through writings on family, spirituality, freedom, love, justice, redemption, and vulnerability, Russell seeks to show the humanity and hope of individuals like himself who are incarcerated.

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