Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

Solitary Confinement

Suck it, milk it- bleed it dry!
But leave My Heart still untouched
The Fires will rage, and they will die
While I am somber all too much...

The Temples I tread, inside my Head
Searching for a safer place
A Room to dwell outside the Hell
Of my prison's burning Gates

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Robin Davis December 9, 2013 at 9:18 AM Chan The Man I will help you pull yourself out of your prison and make you see life isn't always unhappy and trapping. Cause I am a good friend. LOL Nice job Thanks for the great comment on my Love Garden poem. Huggies Just That Archaic Poet December 9, 2013 at 9:22 AM You are indeed a good friend, Sweet Pea <3

Kelly Deschler September 21, 2013 at 5:27 PM I can really relate to the feeling of being a prisoner inside one's self. It is literally like solitary confinement, with no hope of escape. Great poem here, very deep and soulful, nicely done! Just That Archaic Poet September 23, 2013 at 5:49 AM Thanks, Kelly. I'm happy my words were able to properly convey that sentiment. I appreciate the kind words and always look forward to your reviews :)

Louise Holley September 14, 2013 at 4:07 AM Hope you ind that place. x Just That Archaic Poet September 14, 2013 at 11:10 AM Me, too. Thanks for the read and review, Louise :)