The visions of the dead,
Are still in my head.
I lost my friends,
Their tears that I shed.
The pain is still there,
The cross that I bear,
I don’t know where to go,
The thousand mile stare.
Then came some dope,
It gave me false hope,
I went to the ER,
They put down a scope.
I once used to think
That I just needed a drink,
My life passed by,
In what was a blink.
I was filled with strife,
Then murdered my wife,
It hurt so many,
I should have paid with my life.
I will get a second chance,
And take a new stance,
I must prove to the world,
That I’m no longer a nuisance.
The laws of the Constitution,
Brought me to a correctional institution,
Sentenced to 15 years,
But to a lifetime of —
Moral restitution.