Without Bail Or Bond

My torn jailed heart
Behind iron bars
Is surrounded by walls.
Without bail or bond.

I'm too scared to abscond.
Forget a conjugal visit.
Who cares to pick the lock
Upon an imprisoned heart.

Doing hard time for no crimes,
And can't come close to reckless.
Its safe here and I don't fear
Falling short of needed rations.

Its not so bad doing Huber Law.
I have a few friends who visit.
My family they call me.

But sometimes when its dark
Well after my cell is locked.
I miss love and I want love.
Yet don't think I deserve it...