Analysis of The doll
Small and fragile
Left out, broken
How long has her chest been open?
Scattered pieces fall like ashes
Loved those gashes, bruises, scratches
They made it real, too bad they heal
Those bad feelings never leave
instead they wore her like a sleeve
begging, crying for reprieve
She wished and prayed
to say the least
for nothing more than sweet release
Her body's tired
shutting down
the pain creeps in without a sound
The mask has cracked
its paint is chipped
no smile left on whethered lips
They bound her battered, wounded soul
to this husk
empty, brittle, old
Boredom never dull or tired
Gave her brain some scrambled wires
Blue ones, red ones, all askew
All she needs and wants is to-
Begging crying out for love
None below, too high above
Wishes to start up anew
Not shure if she'll survive this too
Teeth have yellowed
brittled with age
Loosened by a bitter rage
Those once bright all seeing eyes
Fooled by monsters in disguise
Her life was cruel
unkind, unfair
fell many times into despair
She called out questions here and there
Wonders
Does he really hear?,
Where's her god?,
What's it like up there?,
Did he ever truly care?,
Why must i suffer, trapped down here?
Her scattered mind was a deadly cage
won't her humble jailer come to the stage?
that was when she caught her gaze
Her reflection uttered a single phrase:
"Oh no my dear, it's you I'm afraid who trapped yourself at an early age. Why stand before gods gate? You still have yet to eat your cake."
The reality is set
Plain as day
To live this life
You must win your game
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1010 1110 11101110 10101110 11101010 11111111 1110101 01110101 1010101 1101 1101 11011101 01010 101 01100101 0111 1111 111111 11010101 111 10101 10101110 10111010 1111101 1110111 1010111 1011101 1011101 11110111 111 111 1010101 1111101 1110001 01110 0101 11010101 11110101 10 11101 101 11111 1110101 11110111 010110101 1010101101 1111101 0010100101 11111110111011110111011111111111 01011 111 1111 11111 1 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,606 |
Words | 317 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 54 |
Lines Amount | 54 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 1,225 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 315 |
About this poem
This is my first poem, it was more to vent but it came out pretty good.
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