The morning before I killed myself

What a way to start a poem.

You caught my attention right off the bat, and my heart was hurting for the narrator before I was even into the scene at all.

In the meat of the poem, you did a wonderful job providing the reader not only with vivid imagery, but with the feeling behind it. You don't just describe the room as being yellow, you described how it failed to evoke the feeling of the sun. You didn't just describe the fluorescent light as what it was, but what it wasn't. Every line of scenery not only contributed to the image forming in the reader's head, but to the growing, empathetic, sense of unbearable discontent.

The narrative of the piece unfolds with distinct aspects, but all in a way that are open to interpretation. This not only leaves the reader wondering, inviting them to ponder at the events leading up to that morning, but it allows the emotions to take the foreground in the piece.

That leads me to my favorite part of the poem, the part with the strongest emotional impact, which was of course that short stanza at theend. ▼


This was a horribly sad piece, but I think you portrayed a difficult subject matter accurately and with tact. The emotional impact was so strong, and your approach was so beautifully constructed.

Thank you so much for sharing this for the MHWA Challenge. I'm glad that I'm getting the opportunity to read/review it and I hope that I get to read more of your work soon.

Sincerely,

Cat






This review was done as part of the MHWA May Review Challenge to promote awareness about the group, and May being Mental Health Awareness Month.









My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .