Rebecca Falcon's poem

Rebecca Lee Falcon was imprisoned for life without possibility of parole for her culpability in murder committed in her presence at age 15. These are letters she has written since her imprisonment.

Grieving - 1998 Bay County Jail Annex Age 16
A Poem - 2001 Lowell Correctional Facility Age 19

Grieving

by Rebecca Lee Falcon age 16
Bay County Jail Annex
December 17, 1998 1:00am

I sit in darkness, like a room without a light.

Times filled with gloom, covering me, and blinding my sight.

Sight of the good, good times to come. Like I've had in the past, but now I see none.

I sit down and pray, pray to the Lord, please rescue my Savior, with your two-edged sword.

Help me my Father, for I am brought so low. Show me your will, your way, and where you want me to go.

My hopes and faith are in you God, in this world so cold, "Seek me and you shall find," are the words that you told.

Why am I brought here? Did I go wrong in my life? Oh please save me my Lord, and bring me out of this strife.

My strife is this, yes this alone. My life is a terrible trial, and I want to go home.

Guide me my Father, and I'll do my best to live your way. Have mercy on me oh' God, and lift my fallen heart up to happiness one day.

But, I then think about what I am thankful for, and immediately begin to praise. Because I know that through your love, through your grace, through your Son, I am saved.

I bow my head and pray, as my eyes begin to haze, haze with tears of love, tears of joy, tears of peace, and tears of pain.

Oh' for our salvation Father, is why your Beloved Son, the Lord Jesus Christ was slain. So that your children may see your light, and never again walk in vain.

Let me be your child God, for a I seek you with all my heart. Let us be united Father, and never led apart.

For my hopes and faith are in you God, in this world that's oh' so cold. "Seek me and you shall find," yes, those are the words that you have told.

And I'll grieve no longer.

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A Poem

by Rebecca Falcon age 19
Lowell Correctional Institution - Women's Unit

Sitting in the darkness on a lonely night

All my dreams and wishes I've seemed to lost sight

Away from the world, why was I torn?

If this is what I'm destined, then why was I born?

Saddened and lost I drop to my knees.

Dear Lord take this pain and put me at ease.

I can't understand these feelings inside.

I tried to force a smile, but all I did was cried.

You told me once, but tell me again,

Fear not my child, bad things come to an end.

Misery holds me, I cant loose it's grip.

My heart makes a silent cry to heal it's rip.

Broken and shattered from troubles from the past.

And if this last breath happens to be my last.

Give my mother a kiss; tell my brothers good-bye.

Sorry I couldn't be a good role model; look how I messed up my life.

The tears that I cry are burning my face.

Did I deserve what I got? Do I belong in this place?

Unanswered questions are flooding my mind.

I'd give everything I've got if I could turn back the time.

Take a different road, make all my wrongs right.

But I've been dealt my hand of cards and I don't have the strength to fight.

I called on the Lord, and he told me again.

Fear not my child, bad things come to an end.

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