Tory R., Friends of Guest House, June 9, 2021
While I hate confined spaces
I love being outdoors
Music is my safe place
Silence is my killer
Being bored agonizes me
The feeling of loneliness fades
As love invades my life
New beginnings
Peak over the horizon
Sobriety has overtaken me
And darkness finally shatters
Hope overwhelms me for the first time
Failure is not an option now.
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Psychosomatic
by Keith Parker II
Heard/Arlington County Detention Center/OAR writing contest, August 2020
In a place were everything moving at the speed of sound and light, a place were it’s even crazier at night, a place were im stuck between wrong and right at a fork in the road were there telling me go left but I wanna go right.
A place were it’s never silince were it’s hard to find balance. A place were they need more science. A place were thoughts of voilence and were suicidal thoughts are making more progress. A place were yar fighting demons and yar own (self).
Yet I still dont know who’s won a place were im not at bat and it’s not safe to bet. A place were the devil congregate. A place were a docter cant operate a place were i been stuck since a teenager from my parents mistakes and all life has put on my plate. It’s not too late, still can be saved but no one knows who I am let alone brave enough to brake into this place.
This is my cry for help from a psychotic brake down! If you havn’t figured who I am by now I’ll call my self the brain from distorted eyes i’v seen me raped mentally by society from drugs I let him put inside of me. People I let get the best of me and things I wont let go from inside from me! But no one knows this side of me physicaly im healthy mentally unhealthy unstable maybe I shared to much.
Im finally able to say im scared fer once but nobody’s here to help us. What happens when being tough dosn’t work anymore. Will they call us weak all because I was afraid to speak im fighting a disorder by poker and multple personaltys and it’s killing me softly as you read (signed the Brain)
My name is Keith Alan Parker II. I wrote this non fiction poem on May 18 2020. The month of mentell health awerness! We all suffer from some type of mentell unhealthyness but some manage it different. I say this to say we should all pay close attention to people crys for help family friends and even inmates thank you for listning to my poem!
Black or White
by Walter D. Kissee
Heard/Arlington County Detention Center/OAR writing contest, August 2020
It’s bigger than black or white
Its a problem with the hole world.
Cant go to deep because they might get me a long road to healing.
Is our America at a point of reckoning.
The fight for Black Lives Matter Covid-19
what happen to that the fight for racial justice,
while we have police burtaitily
all of Americains from the death of George Floyd has sparked protestesting
while in police custody and with the many others we have lost this year and years befor.
A lot 21-21 Savage.
2020 has been a hellai of year
A lot of what is going on is Social InJustice which has made it to the top.
STOP KILLING US
Its not hard due to video that are captured for the world to see of the wongful things done where you get a immedite rection.
Frist we need to stop RACISM
STOP SOCIAL INJUSTICE
STOP KILLING US
We need to change this direction
There is nothing wrong with Change or Being different
2 Chainz said it best Yea Im differents
This brings high alert cause black lives do matter more in the black community
We are a major relfection in America and we are a problem
together we have a slow world history close nothing.
But repeat itself this has been going on decades now
Im facing a decad something I throught would never happen in the land of the free.
A now Im just a son to a bastad child,
antoher Black male lost to the prison system.
Of the Black America just a product of the envermont.
More kids growing up without a father.
Unable to explain how to be a man teach them right from wrong.
At this time its been so long my son explade he dosnt know how to talk to me any more
When I left he was 4.
Now 8.
When I come home if I make it he will be.
24.
The system and systemic justice system has found mondern Day Slaver.
And with being African being our accsiter where in slaved and white suprmacy always profiting George Whasington and Andrew Jackson both notably slave owners who are framed on our money.
The Red and Blue are to Serve and to Protect.
And Im not talking bout the Crip and Bloods
Im talking bout the Biggest Gang in the USA
Who is to protect
when you see the police you run cause you dont want to get attacked or terroized.
Now the non Black Barriey and Being the Public Horrors
Due to the Network and Techonology
Finally the world is standing with us.
Black Lives Matter.
Without You
D’Joun Fuller
Heard/Arlington County Detention Facility/OAR writing contest, August 2020
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