“You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul.

Your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.”

After the past year of crap that HMP Wakefield has thrown at me there is only one song that truly describes how I feel about this place now: San Quentin by Johnny Cash.

Once you get past all the Americanisms it is fully transferable to Wakefield in almost every sense.

You can read the full lyrics to the song here and you can listen to it on my all new playlist section.