48

48 hours doesn't seem long unless you're trapped in a box...
The roaring rapids of time slows to a placid lake...
Dreams fade through your weary mind...
Doesn't matter if your are asleep or awake...
Alone with only your thoughts and the gentle concrete...
A thin mattress, no pillow, and a nasty sheet...
Some stupid mistakes made months ago, caused me to be in here...
But it's over. It's done... It's now history... For these mistakes I will forever steer clear...