by IdTakeABulletForYou Jul 12, 2016
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
A depressing caricature |
by Kelly Wölfin
As always, you touch my heart and speak to my soul. I watched every movement in this play out and it made it want to reach out and hold you until you realize what I already know... you are amazingly beautiful and wonderfully stronger than you realize. ????? |
by Vicente
The clear expression of the feeling of having no control is well put. When you say that you see photographs of potential hanging it makes me wonder why you never tried to achieve them. Also, why are you afraid of what may or may not be? You're not isolated like you believe that you are. At times we all feel that the Universe is against us, or at the least trying us a little too hard. Yet we are never actually alone. You said, "I've isolated myself at a depth to which no soul can travel". A well written line, no doubt, but I don't find it to be true. You and I both know my stance when you say such things, but I'll leave it at that on this comment. |
There's no rhyme at all, Blake, it's Prose! Also, "lethargy" is a key to answer your questions. |
by Liz
I don't think it's lackluster on the imagery. The emotions definitely paint a very clear picture of this "hallway". It's sad, but I can't help but love it. |
I'm really glad you enjoyed it, and thanks for reading Liz! :-) |
by Courtney
The brackets "A [promising] failure," really stood out to me here. When others sit there and say, "life must be good," "You have a great future," or "You have a perfect life." Its just represents the thoughts we insert to make that statement true. What an awesome and relatable write. |
Thank you very much :) |
by Brenda
Stephen, amazing write! It's hard not to dwell on our past failures and maybe not being in a position we thought we would at a certain junction of our lives. Small changes can make huge differences at times. Keep that in mind, nothing is too late. |
At this point in my life, whilst having a desire to travel but no ability to do so, I feel like I don't control where my hallway goes. It's a very difficult situation to grasp for someone who has such a desire to travel as myself, and my poems tend to get darker the more time I spend in one place. |