It seems like I've been blindfolded, spun around in the dark, expected to find my way and see the light. That's my entire life summed up in a metaphor.

Life is tough when you feel like you're in this world alone. Many nights I've wondered how my incarceration could make so many people vanish before my face if they sincerely loved me. Some lasted a few seasons, but my incarceration outlasted them all. Is there anyone out there who won’t allow my situation to scare them away and can provide a little joy to match my pain?

I have come to despise the criminal element after the brutal deaths of my brother and cousin while incarcerated. Still, I manage to smile. It didn't kill me, so I'm assuming it made me stronger.

Fortunately, I've discovered a talent in writing; therefore, I’ve penned two novels and I'm currently learning how to write movie scripts. I'm just trying to reshape as a better individual.

I detest this feeling of loneliness. I'm hoping I can be blessed with a lifelong friend that will still be standing in my corner when the pain and tears come. Someone that's positive, pure, supportive, patient and has a strong desire to help others. Somebody that wishes to build a bond strong enough to last beyond these walls.

I'm not certain on what I must do to acquire and retain a friend, but one thing I must do, is keep trying.