A Space for Women of the World
I believe in things that people
never even knew existed,
from a code you follow in prison to barbwire fences,
to doing shots in Seg,
to the honor pods with fuckin’ window visits.
Some just don’t know
’till they’re thrown into the lion’s den and consumed.
I’m that doubt in the back of your mind that says:
“Go bang, sell dope, who cares about dying.”
Well I got tired real fuckin’ fast of that kinda life.
Now I believe in myself to do something important
I don’t know what it is yet,
I lost everything but the scars are what I kept.
I don’t know why I just fight and fight
I got shot twice,
once in the hand and
once in the head and didn’t die.
I ask God, like
What am I doing right?
That’s who I believe in.
(photo credit: Diahndra Grill)