Bøger af Sean M Wright

Have you ever tried to relive you past, to revolve your life around what you'd experienced once before? Your youth; was it ever so important to you that you destroy the person you are today to take a lasting grasp on what simply must die?I have lived and experienced the worst of life's destructions living in this false hope, living a lie, provoking delusional sicknesses...The "now" has never really been that relevant, always living outside one's self and always emotionally a step behind.Passions so intense and deeply destroying what surrounds because "environmental circumstances" are a force that simply forces love to be a thing of the past.Not even pain of loss is felt until the most inappropriate of times.And so, this is me...Alone, lost, and so very passionately growing... My Irish Life

As a Gypsy, he had traveled the world, never capable of keeping his hand off of what was not his. This destructive adrenalin has now been fully reconciled.He had stolen his own life. Nothing's ever been, in his hands, more important than his own life's journey. Now here he is, demanding an undeserved control, attempting external gratification.Yet, his ignorance and transgressions are to remind him of just how deserving he really is. This life here at this time becomes a penance. Most cannot learn from a place like this, and the others... well, they belong here.I won't advocate for the Colorado Penitentiary, nor for my peers around me.These are lost souls... If they ever really were souls.Here are the poems of just one convict's experience as he blindly sought to be more than a statistic, to no avail. Sean M. Wright

Poetry is not the Pantheon, but the skies that compliment its beauty, yet contradict its idolized lifestyle and cultisms.