Poetry by Joseph Colon

Pondering
Here I sit, in a four man cell
but I’m so alone, and no one can tell.
Trapped and left to wonder, in the crevices of my mind
guilt shame and loneliness, the verdict starts to unwind.
Disillusioned and antiquated, my mind a living hell
yet as people walk by its happiness I sell.
Forced to face the light of my mistakes
all the time deep inside, my heart and soul ache.
People think they know me, but of courses that’s far from true
especially the ones who have my heart, and yet they have no clue.
I just want to love and be loved, is that simply to much to ask
while the people I know curtly smile, yet curse me behind their mask.
What must I do, to release me from the burdens I bare
perhaps you’ll show forgiveness, can you do it, do you dare?
If I find happiness and it sets me free
what should I expect, what will be waiting for me?
These are the questions, I get to ponder each day
as I sit in my cell and watch this old mind waste away.
Though I continue to battle with happiness and strife
I get to continue my sentence, this sentence call life.

Thanks for your love
I often thank god and ask him why
he gave you the love and strength, to give me another try.
I know I hurt you bad, and did you so wrong
but you never faulted, you stood there strong.
I don’t know what I did, to deserve your love
plain and simply, you must be an angel from above.
I can’t apologize enough, or take back what I’ve done
but I’m a changed person, and this battle you’ve won.
You never gave up, on us or on me
and I’m sorry I took you for granted, how blind could I be.
I used and abused your love, I know I’ve made you cry
now that I look back, I’m surprised you never said goodbye.
What did you see in me, what made you fight so hard
to wanna save a person, who often left your heart scared.
I’m so blessed with your love, and to have you to hold
to me your precious then any diamond or gold.
I promise everyday, to try and gain back your trust
with my complete heart and soul, until my body turns to dust.
I’m glad your omnipotent, and your compassion fits me like a glove
and all I can say is Thank you for your love.

Joseph Colon is an Idaho inmate who is currently housed in Arizona. Joseph can be reached on JPay.com. Search for inmate # 64595 in the state of Idaho. You may also write to: Joseph Colon #64595, SCC - LC56, 1252 E. Arica, Eloy, AZ 85131.

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