Analysis of thoughts of a depressed man
My mind is ill,
My bodies weak.
I hear these evil voices speak.
Words of venom, full of rage.
Veins of ice, cold like the grave.
Brain decaying,
Im going insane.
I cant handle all this pain.
My mind runs fast,
But my reactions are slow.
Fallen victim to a villainous society.
Holes poked in my inner most sanctity.
I cry,
And bleed,
And scrape.
But the voices say this is my fate.
I try to run,
But im surrounded by hate,
Fallen victim to this pain, so great.
I cry, cry out of desperation.
I bleed, bleed to show the pain is real, not fake.
I scrape, scrape to show that I wont let depression seal my fate.
Scheme | XA AX XXB BXXCC XXX DEDD EXD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111 1101 11110101 1110111 1111101 1010 11001 1110111 1111 1101011 1010101000100 1101101100 11 01 01 101011111 1111 1101011 101011111 11111010 11111011111 111111111010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 586 |
Words | 119 |
Sentences | 15 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 3, 5, 3, 4, 3 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 66 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 17 |
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Submitted on December 17, 2015
Modified on April 27, 2023
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