Damaged

Oh Liz,

Sometimes you make me cry when I really need to, this poem did just that, I could understand every thing you said here,

I hate this depression that controls me, it makes me a monster, a shadow of myself, it pulls at the skin and hurts like hell.

The flow made the emotion all the more powerful, the weakness in the words but the strength in the pain was amazing,
I cannot control how much this poem really made me feel.

You are a goddess of words,

love xxx

Wow, emotion paints the imagery and the imagery strengthens the emotion. I say word choice is essential in poetry and this is a wonderful example of word choice defining the piece. The word choice here was excellent for this particular piece because it created intrigue and tone and laced the emotion into the piece. 5/5

I love this :)

you described depression perfectly.
How its poisoning your blood, making your life miserable.

Great job
5/5

This poem had some powerful lines in it. You really pulled at my heart strings with this.

"Haunted. My every move is magnified
One thousand times;
to satisfy your craving for me""

^ Excellently put

5/5