Analysis of The Floridian Swamp Beast
Lurking in the swamps of Tampa is where I found you
Tattooed with obscurities, hair tangled, never brushed
Pissing in the hole of your front porch
Drinking Colt 45 with the tiniest bit of OJ
Your chest concave, hairy and empty
Your eyes searching, violating
Your voice silken, like that of a siren
Actions manipulating, words calculated
Pretty boy, dirty man, awful beast
You and your boot knife tore me asunder
Just like I thought you would
You take and take,
Use and abuse,
Care for no one but yourself
Looking to fill the hole your ex wife left
With people too young for you
You're a zit on the face of the earth
That desperately needs popping
A leech to society
A blood thirsty bastard
Evil lying in wait
For the perfect moment to strike
You say beautiful things with no soul behind them
You puppeteer your friends and "simps"
But they don't really know that,
Do they?
Until it's much too late
And you've already bled them dry
Left them broken and empty
Floating dead in your swamp
But your reckoning is fast approaching
I won't go down without a fight
I won't let you haunt me
I refuse to let you still have control over me
I'll cut the cord as many times as I need to
Until finally your name, your visage, your memory
Does not make me lose my mind with rage
Or fruitlessly try and be your friend again
You deserve Hell
You deserve to be alone forever
You deserve to be castrated
Hung and quartered
I pray you never hurt another like you did me,
But I worry I am too late.
So now I will do all I can
From states away
To make the rest of your pathetic life
Fucking unbearable.
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Metre | 1000111011111 0111110101 10011111 101101001111 110110010 11101000 1110111010 1001001100 101101101 1011111010 111111 1101 1001 1111101 1011011111 1101111 101101101 11000110 0110100 011010 101001 10011011 111001111011 10011101 1111011 11 011111 01010111 1110010 101011 1110011010 11110101 111111 1011111101101 110111011111 01100111101100 111111111 11001011101 1011 1011101010 1011110 101 1111010101111 11101111 11111111 1101 1101110101 100100 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,580 |
Words | 306 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 48 |
Lines Amount | 48 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 1,255 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 300 |
About this poem
I wrote this after the fact about my abuser, an old friend I reconnected with while drunk and started a toxic situationship with. It lasted from February 2021 til July 2021. It left a huge impact on me in every way, and I find myself still processing the trauma 2 years later.
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Written on November 22, 2022
Submitted by writing.incessantly on May 03, 2023
Modified on May 03, 2023
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