hold me
hold me
cradle me
whisper sweet lullabies to me.
soothe me
run your hands through my messy curls,
and tell me i'm more then this.
wipe my tears
hold my hands
alleviate all this pain.
forget you're my teacher,
clean my wrists and hold me
hold me tight
for i am too tired to carry on,
too tired to bear this burden
hold me
cradle me
whisper sweet goodbyes to me
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▾ This Poem's Voice
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Deeply personal despair and suicidal ideation; autobiographical vulnerability.
SparseMeasureDense
Sparse, meditative pacing; one sustained emotional plea throughout.
DarkSentimentBright
Strongly negative; expresses exhaustion, pain, and desire for death.
StillEnergyExplosive
Muted, pleading intensity; quiet desperation rather than explosive.
MicroLengthEpic
13 lines; falls within 7-15 line range.
PlainFigurativeOrnamented
Minimal figurative language; mostly direct plea with 'six feet under' as primary metaphor.
LyricVoiceDramatic
Pure lyric internal voice; direct emotional address to unnamed listener.
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