sickness
as i spiral downward in a downward spiral,
the emotions and feelings escalate to the depths,
the inner turmoil of my heart rips me apart
from the inside.
there's nothing i can do about the sickness i feel
but to let it run its course,
so i do.
i feel everything acutely,
every little memory cutting me like a knife,
slicing my soul, slitting the skin of my heart
feedback: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/676ay9/the_fall/ and also https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/6776an/that_girl_with_lilies_her_hair/
Posted Apr 24, 2017, 5:31 PM UTC · edited
This is amazing. I'm worried though that it may be unintentionally amazing. This piece violates most every item on the basic writing checklist: it tells the emotional content straight up, does not ground that in any sort of narrative or imagery and what content it does have is terribly cliche.
But in this case with gems like
That unartistry feels deliberate. If this is the case I commend the poet. If this is not, I would advise against hoping lightning strikes twice and looking towards study.