Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

The Verdict Is In

Troubled Times of Turmoil
Coming back around again
Curses; always foiled!
My agonized and worried Brain!

Like an Army of Needles-
Poking; prodding!
As Agents of Evil,
Laughing; applauding!

Stabbing every inch of me-
Tear my flesh; scar my Soul
Cannot run; cannot flee!
Leave me raw; leave me exposed!

Find me G-U-I-L-T-Y
Mind is F-I-L-T-H-Y
Kill me Q-U-I-C-K-L-Y

*Another old experimental piece I found

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Robin Davis November 2, 2013 at 6:59 PM Chan GEESH !!!! What is with the dark and creepy poem. You are scaring me. LOL Nice job Thanks for the insightful comment on my Love Drives Me Insane poem. Hugs and Love Sweet Pea Just That Archaic Poet November 3, 2013 at 10:05 AM It is quite dark and creepy, I agree lol Thanks for the read, Sweet Pea! <3

Joseph Matose October 4, 2013 at 12:27 PM I like this poem in that it is very L-O-U-D! What a creative mind!..JM Just That Archaic Poet October 4, 2013 at 3:54 PM Thanks, Joseph; it's a definite departure from my usual style. I appreciate the read and reply, always :)