Chrissy wrote poetry while at the Cumberland County Jail in Portland Maine.
I lost my son right out the hospital when he was born for being addicted to drugs. So because the father and I were addicted to drugs we started robbing people’s houses for money and etc. for the drugs. Now we lost both kids, one to the state and one to my parents, and we’re facing 3+ years in prison. There’s more to the story but this pretty much explains it. Thanks!
This poem is about being incarcerated and how you feel being locked up!