Eric's Homegirl
07-27-2004, 03:55 AM
"My home is a heartache"
My home is a heartache, Steel and stone,A bare cell, a place in hell, here I
sit alone. For my crimes I pay where lights glare night and day. And though
I rage and pace my cage, I still must stay and pay. My home in cell is one small cell that no one wants to own. My body cramps from the cold and damp
that chills me to the bone. It somehow seems that all my dreams must wait
until tomorrow.You see my years are filled with tears of misery and sorrow.
And everday I always pray to the only God I've known. To hear my dreams,
my silent screams when I feel most alone. I can't be sad, it's not that bad
because I hid it well within,No trace outside, it's all inside my trip to hell has
been. Men scream and yell, within my hell, yet I'm a man alone, MY tears of pain like bitter rain spill down on cinder blocks. I feel the sting of metal rings
and keys in metal locks. I hear the scapes on steel and stone as guards patrol the block. I can't blame or cast shame on them for keeping me, Because a love like mine in prison time will dry unless it's free. There's convict
knives that take human lives, no jungle holds more danger, And everyday that
comes my way each man remains a stranger. I watch my back as there's a
lack of men who can be trusted. And if I must, I would kill before it's me who
gets dusted. They came today and took away a man who lived next door. To
end his strife, he took his life, he couldn't take no more. It's quite here up on
this tier for death has claimed one, I did not know, So each one will wonder who will be next, I hope it's not a soreno. I know they're here, I know not where behind these walls of hell, But I haven't seen nor heard from them, I hope they're doing well. Now here's a secret I shall tell, but do not tell another,In order to survive a man in here must wear a cover, He mustn't show
let no one know what hides with his heart. He walks the walks, and talks the talk, and always plays the part. He wears a face without a trace of any fear in sight. But fear not the Devil, the Contender, the Advisory may be the ruler
of this world, But I'm the conqueror and here to deliver you says the Lord.
I will help thee call onto me and I'll show you great and mighty things, of which you do not know. Becasue I'm the key to your freedom from sorrows and I will set you free, So trust in me...... :cry: :cry: :cry:
My home is a heartache, Steel and stone,A bare cell, a place in hell, here I
sit alone. For my crimes I pay where lights glare night and day. And though
I rage and pace my cage, I still must stay and pay. My home in cell is one small cell that no one wants to own. My body cramps from the cold and damp
that chills me to the bone. It somehow seems that all my dreams must wait
until tomorrow.You see my years are filled with tears of misery and sorrow.
And everday I always pray to the only God I've known. To hear my dreams,
my silent screams when I feel most alone. I can't be sad, it's not that bad
because I hid it well within,No trace outside, it's all inside my trip to hell has
been. Men scream and yell, within my hell, yet I'm a man alone, MY tears of pain like bitter rain spill down on cinder blocks. I feel the sting of metal rings
and keys in metal locks. I hear the scapes on steel and stone as guards patrol the block. I can't blame or cast shame on them for keeping me, Because a love like mine in prison time will dry unless it's free. There's convict
knives that take human lives, no jungle holds more danger, And everyday that
comes my way each man remains a stranger. I watch my back as there's a
lack of men who can be trusted. And if I must, I would kill before it's me who
gets dusted. They came today and took away a man who lived next door. To
end his strife, he took his life, he couldn't take no more. It's quite here up on
this tier for death has claimed one, I did not know, So each one will wonder who will be next, I hope it's not a soreno. I know they're here, I know not where behind these walls of hell, But I haven't seen nor heard from them, I hope they're doing well. Now here's a secret I shall tell, but do not tell another,In order to survive a man in here must wear a cover, He mustn't show
let no one know what hides with his heart. He walks the walks, and talks the talk, and always plays the part. He wears a face without a trace of any fear in sight. But fear not the Devil, the Contender, the Advisory may be the ruler
of this world, But I'm the conqueror and here to deliver you says the Lord.
I will help thee call onto me and I'll show you great and mighty things, of which you do not know. Becasue I'm the key to your freedom from sorrows and I will set you free, So trust in me...... :cry: :cry: :cry: