White Walls

these white walls slamming of the doors the locks clicking nothing to do but lay here you're tired but sleep may not come because I'm in jail this is my life until my release date I know I can't go back and change the past but I can change the future with God so like most I did not wake up until myself destruction waking up in jail and not remembering what I did trying to put the pieces together to find out the regrets thinking I may have lost everything I took responsibility for what I did and give my broken shell of a man to the Lord and found peace
by Wayne Piersall