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Shadows of bars cast on a concrete floor in a dark room
Photo by Immo Wegmann on Unsplash

This is where I live, maybe the last place I’ll dwell
Long ago life was heavenly, now most days bring me hell
A place full of criminals, who even lie unto themselves
I won’t come with no subliminals
I’ll bring the truth right off the shelf
I live with monsters and demons
With sociopathic mental health
I got no rhyme, got no reason
Machiavellian type of wealth
It makes it hard to search my soul
With everybody else
I’ve fallen down a deep dark hole
Wearing the mask of someone else

Disclaimer: The views in this article are those of the author. Prison Journalism Project has verified the writer’s identity and basic facts such as the names of institutions mentioned.

Scotty Scott is an artist incarcerated in California.