Who Am I (Acrostic Rhyme)
Who am I has been the question in my life.
Here within me is a torture, shared by some.
Only my mind knows about my mortal strife.
Angrily my mind fights, while I remain numb.
My heart is stayed, though merrily carries on.
I keep my soul close, segregated from evils con.
My personal style or type of poetry acrostic that ends in ryhme
Copyright © Cecil Hickman | Year Posted 2009
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