Analysis of Self-inflicted Wounds that won't heal
Rob Springer 1971 (New Albany)
Full of scars that won't heal
They crack and bleed pulling at my will
My naked sarrow is like a cancer that grows
I wear a masquerade so no one knows
My self-inflicted wounds that won't heal
I self medicate so my soul doesn't have to feel
All these thoughts and feelings that are all to real
I ask the reaper to collect my soul
I've said my goodbyes and packed my bags it's time to go..........
| Scheme | ABCCAAADE |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111111 110110111 11011101011 110011111 110101111 111011110111 11101011111 1101010111 111101111111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 396 |
| Words | 78 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 9 |
| Lines Amount | 9 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
| Words per line (avg) | 9 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 302 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 77 |
About this poem
My brother who loss his life to drugs.
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