Analysis of Lost In Introspection by m.n.i.w
Glass shattered like shattered dreams.
I'm stepping on the pieces
and bleeding from the stings.
I try to mend the pieces
to preserve the illusion of satisfaction.
Those illusions like a land of hope,
held treasured.
Most of the time it leads to destruction,
but even a dirty rock can turn
to a diamond in the presence of
great pressure.
I've never been to the land of promise.
I only seek to fulfill such treasures.
I was born a person of promise
without the presence of financial pleasures.
My bank account doesn't resemble
my heart or soul.
Nor value.
If you can't afford sunshine,
you live in the shadows.
Work to see the sun each day
while life brings you
down to your knees and elbows.
And when they see you are weak,
they try to attack like crows.
Money is the route
in which we spend
our whole lives in pursuit.
Victimized by worldly treasures.
Lusting for pleasures.
Blind eyes can see the greed.
The concept is accepted to which we breed.
Generations worldwide will endure.
My psyche is out of sync.
Detached from the same.
My distorted mind frames.
Pseudo imaginative figments.
Like colorless pigments.
I'm racing though the times
of life in a car without onstar.
I'm a rat in a maze chasing cheese.
Faced with decisions,
I'm at a stop light,
but I'm colorblind.
I'm taking angles of assorted degrees.
Whatever way I choose,
its destination could end in a collision.
Possibly fatal.
Erased from existence before
I dilate a woman's naval.
The world is ungrateful.
And its grasp is inescapable.
The world is scorching like Hell
to the same degree.
For love you pay the price,
but pain is free.
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Metre | 1101101 1101010 010101 1111010 10100101010 101010111 110 1101111010 110010111 101000101 110 1101101110 1101101110 111010110 01010101010 110110010 1111 110 111011 11001 1110111 1111 111101 0111111 1110111 10101 0111 1011001 10011010 10110 111101 01010101111 01011101 1101111 01101 101011 100100010 110010 110101 11001011 101001101 11010 11011 1110 11010101001 10111 10101100010 10010 01101001 10101010 011010 01110100 0111011 10101 111101 1111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,549 |
Words | 285 |
Sentences | 35 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 11, 14, 13, 14, 4 |
Lines Amount | 56 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 253 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 57 |
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Submitted on May 05, 2015
Modified on March 05, 2023
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