Analysis of Painful Lies
In the middle of the night,
When the storm begins to set,
I can feel the emptiness,
I can taste the anger yet,
The agony I am feeling,
That is lingering inside,
Is such a darkened feeling,
One I cannot hide,
The pain that settles not,
Torments my very being,
What is the truth that is not,
No truth to be forgiven,
Lies that filled my life,
Continue to be so bold,
With every passing stranger,
Another yet is told,
My body is tired from pain,
My soul awaiting darkness,
The agony that you brought,
Even now you cannot confess.
| Scheme | XABA CDCD ECEX XFXF XBXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Quatrain (60%) Etheree (25%) Tetractys (20%) |
| Metre | 0010101 1010111 1110100 1110101 01001110 1110001 1101010 11101 011101 111010 1101111 1111010 11111 0101111 11001010 010111 11011011 1101010 0100111 10111001 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 507 |
| Words | 100 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 5 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 20 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 81 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 20 |
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Life & the turmoil in it.
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