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Too far gone


Five feet And there I sit Watching Waiting As if some power as to save me from such a fate But Watching And Waiting Still became the earth As if all was holding its breath Four feet And there I feel the world collapse As if all that mattered was such As if all that was real was there Three feet And there I remember Everything that I could remember Every hurt Every pain Every suffering Every thought Two feet And there I think Looking for anything that may yell at me to stop Anything to look at me with pity Anything to hold my hand through this treacherous desert One foot And there I look Looking down Looking up Looking all around And maybe Just maybe One foot Wasn't too far gone
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PersonalThemeAbstract

Personal existential crisis grounded in concrete descent metaphor

SparseMeasureDense

Multiple thematic layers: descent, memory, despair, hope compressed densely

DarkSentimentBright

Overwhelmingly dark: collapse, suffering, treacherous, with tentative hope ending

StillEnergyExplosive

Repeated watching/waiting creates building tension; moderate kinetic force throughout

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 40 lines; falls in 31-60 range

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Rich similes, metaphor of descent by feet, personification, repetition devices

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure internal lyric voice; first-person introspection without narrative distance

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Comments (1)

GothAngelPoetryy
I like this at lot good job on it.I can relate to it.

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