C. D. Guzman

Joined May 2024

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After a long 18 years I am finally a free man.

Welcome to my therapy, my thoughts, my struggles, my life.

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First Day
Today I arrived at my new home, my cell. A place where shadows of fear and despair dwell. My heart races, a storm I cannot show. Scared to my core, yet outwardly stoic, slow.
By C. D. Guzman15 days ago in Poets
Exploring Faith
I still wonder why you beat me, Dad, Just for going to church, was it so bad? With friends I went, curious and free. To see their faith, what harm could be?
By C. D. Guzman16 days ago in Poets
Quiet of this Cell
In the quiet of this cell, I trace my past, A shadowed boy, with laughter meant to last. Echoes of joy in the corridors of time, now fade to whispers, muted chime.
By C. D. Guzman16 days ago in Poets
Echoes of War
In the battlefield's grim and somber fold, A young man fought, his heart both brave and bold. The night was fierce, the gunfire wild and bright,
By C. D. Guzman18 days ago in Poets
Reclaiming the Rod
Today was bliss, a day of skies so wide. First time in twenty years, I fished with pride. Freed from shadows that clung to my soul.
By C. D. Guzman19 days ago in Poets
Heart in Turmoil
In the depths of a tortured soul, A young man's heart, a story to unfold. A life of crime, a life of thrill, A heart that breaks, a stomach that's ill.
By C. D. Guzman20 days ago in Poets
In the Devil's Shadow
In the depths of a tortured soul, A young man's heart, a story to unfold. A life of fear, a life of awe, A son, a shadow, a life he'll draw.
By C. D. Guzman20 days ago in Poets
A Mother's Tumultuous Reign
In the depths of a troubled soul, A young man's heart, a story to unfold. A mother's wrath, a life so grim, A ruthless queen, a life in sin.
By C. D. Guzman20 days ago in Poets
Echoes of a Broken Heart
In the depths of a prison cell, A young man's heart, a story to tell. A life of crime, a path so steep, A heartbroken soul, a life asleep.
By C. D. Guzman21 days ago in Poets
Grandma's Whisper
In the depths of a prison cell a young man's heart, a story to tell. A life of pain, a childhood lost, a grandma's love, a whispering ghost.
By C. D. Guzman22 days ago in Poets
Shadowed Eyes
In the depths of her shadowed eyes. A mother's pain, a sorrow that never dies. Her grip, so tight, yet so fragile, as the world around her seemed unassailable.
By C. D. Guzman22 days ago in Poets
Cuffed Tears
In cuffs, I stood beside your grave today. Dad, your passing filled the air with dismay. Two officers watched, their eyes on me.
By C. D. Guzman22 days ago in Poets

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First Day

Exploring Faith

Quiet of this Cell

Echoes of War

Reclaiming the Rod

Heart in Turmoil

In the Devil's Shadow

A Mother's Tumultuous Reign

Echoes of a Broken Heart

Grandma's Whisper

Shadowed Eyes

Cuffed Tears

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