Moments of gladness, moments of sadness & everything in-between.

Will they ever bring back the death penalty?

I just feel useless.

I'm tired.

I ache.

I fucking hurt.

Marks on my neck.

Blisters on my feet.

I'm making myself feel ill.

I tried sitting on the bench this afternoon.

So I could enjoy the simple pleasure of drawing in the sun.

Even this pleasure was too much for my body.

I lost my balance and fell.

The spastic couldn't even sit on a bench, how is he supposed to thrive?

Oh, broken body how I wish I could fix you.

I'm living disabled for a life sentence.

No hope of freedom or parole.

Which crime did I commit to deserve this?

My body is my prison.

Will they ever bring back the death penalty?

-XR