Analysis of Angst
Nothing left to learn
Nothing to be said
Time, it drags on and on
It's better to be dead
Nothing worth remembering
Nothing left to burn
Don't rock back in my kitchen chair
Lest you overturn
Sitting in the last restroom stall
Thoughts have gone to nil
Watching the world through the cracks
I take my little pill
Soon all is numb
Soon I'm able to cope
No longer wanting to cut my wrists
Leaning on this dope
What a pleasure to feel this way
Never needing your pity
I folded those, go put them away
Whose life is now more shitty
Catch the dragon, ride it hard
Sleep away the blues
I can't wake him, he's too far gone
This is the life I choose
Nothing left but alibi
Have no reason to rhyme
Dig my grave with a silver spoon
I ain't worth a dime
I won't tolerate this anymore
Oh God, where did we fail
Get your ass out of this house
You all can go to hell
Break open that bottle of Jack, Pops
This damn pain I got in the war
Another Darvon for you, Mom,
she's passed out on the floor
But I'm the one on the crutch
The monkey's on my back
If they're selling primates at the store
You better get a damn six-pack
I'd rather be out turning tricks
Can't bear the weight of your stare
Tuna Helper and reruns of MASH
are the clothes you have to wear
Fifteen years, a marionette
Your puppet on a string
Eating all the guilt you send
Winding up my spring
So now I'm long gone
So now what have you got
A spare room full of nothing
but scars where we fought
Peace out you crazy kids
My shit is in the wind
Can't say I'll see you again in this life
So long, from your favorite sin.
Scheme | ABXB CADA XEXE XFXF GHGH XIJI XKXK LXXX XLXL XMLM XDXD BCXC JXCX XXXX |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (79%) |
Metre | 10111 10111 111101 110111 1010100 10111 11101101 1110 1000111 11111 1001101 111101 1111 111011 110101111 10111 10101111 1010110 110111101 111111 1010111 10101 11111111 110111 101110 111011 11110101 11101 1110101 111111 1111111 111111 110110111 11111001 0101111 111101 1101101 01111 11101101 11010111 11011101 1101111 101001111 1011111 01101 110101 1010111 10111 11111 111111 0111110 11111 111101 111001 1111101011 11111001 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,577 |
Words | 329 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 14 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 56 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 87 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
About this poem
I struggled as a youth, in a home where everything seemed okay on the outside but inside was turmoil. Sometimes these dark feelings rush through me, and writing seems to be my escape. Once the words are on paper, I can deal with them on my terms.
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