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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

Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013

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Robin Davis Date: 12/9/2013 9:18:00 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 Login to Reply Just That Archaic Poet Date: 12/9/2013 9:22:00 AM You are indeed a good friend, Sweet Pea <3

Kelly Deschler Date: 9/21/2013 5:27:00 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! Login to Reply Just That Archaic Poet Date: 9/23/2013 5:49:00 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 Date: 9/14/2013 4:07:00 AM Hope you ind that place. x Login to Reply Just That Archaic Poet Date: 9/14/2013 11:10:00 AM Me, too. Thanks for the read and review, Louise :)