Analysis of the sacrificial self
in the mourning routine,
I hear your sad sullen song of yearning
you gave up your youth and beauty
to keep me fed
a roof over my head
I heard him f*ck*ng you
in the next room
and your tearful thanks
as he simply washed off
and said nothing
I saw him grab you by the hair
the tuft on top of your head
and drag you away
I said nothing
I did nothing
Now, if I sacrifice myself
in the name of common sense
and common wealth
does that mean I'd still be damned to hell?
If I cut myself in anguish
to stop the pain
does it mean that I'll descend
into the devil's plane
to be tortured
to be spiritually slain
I know that it's all a game
I know that no two worlds
are not the same
Scheme | XAXBB XXXXA XBXAA XXXX XCXCXC DXD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 001001 1111101110 11111010 1111 011011 1111111 0011 01101 111011 0110 11111101 0111111 01101 1110 1110 111101 0011101 0101 111111111 1111010 1101 1111101 010101 1110 11100001 1111101 111111 1101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 644 |
Words | 141 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5, 4, 6, 3 |
Lines Amount | 28 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 87 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 24 |
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Submitted on October 15, 2013
Modified on March 05, 2023
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