Blog – A young persons view of having their parent in prison

We have been working on a blog to show the effects of having a parent in prison from different angles, firstly we have a poem from a young person whose father is in prison. Dear George, I know your my biological father, I know all that shit, I know you won’t read this, Cause your an idiotic prick, I know that sounds harsh, But its really not, What’s harsh is you left me, And I felt forgot, Imagine that feeling, All of your life, Imagine just dreaming, About how to die, How do u feel, Well I feel like shit, But you taught me one think, Don’t trust a prick, Cause all of your promises, All of the lies, Look at me, I’m just like you dad, I’m turning into you, The lies, The people, That I’ve hurt to, So next time you think, Of robbing a house, Or selling drugs, I want you to remember, you can be someone else, You can start up our family, Give us a good life, I know its a poem, But that’s how I write, I’m giving you your final chance, Your final life, But this is not a game, You can’t cheat, But you can die, So think before you act, Think of me and Ed, And little William, Think of the fright, You think it is funny, You think it’s alright, But it’s not funny, And it’s not a good life, So if these are out last words, Then I do love you dad, But I can’t handle this, Your making me mad, I have anxiety, Depression and more, But...