Slave to My Sadness

I'm feeling a bit sad today. This isn't exactly a story, but I don't know what category to place it under.

I feel as if I'm a slave, being whipped by the constant reminders. The whip hitting so hard it splits my skin open, blood pouring symbolizing my weakness. The emotions are my masters, they show no remorse. I can fight for as long and as hard as I want, but I can't break free. I'm bonded to this for life. There's no stopping it, no getting over it. I was born into the slavery. The slavery of sadness.

Author's Note

What do you think of this? It's not how I want it to be yet, it was just a quick piece I wrote in my journal this morning.

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

I think what you have penned down thus far shares a rich and vivid level of emotions and the feelings that one feels at times. I certainly would say that if transformed into more of a poem style, allowing for more emphesis on each line, it would come across very clear and strong.

Keep up the good work!
Aaron

[Lani]

Thank you so much!

[Kinley Lowe]

I really liked it. You put a lot of emotions, thoughts, and feelings into this and I can tell you relate to it really well. I wish there was more though... But this would be a great stanza in a poem, or a little rant from a depressed character. Personally, since I am more of a poet, it sounds like a poem. But that's just me.
Great job! c:

[Lani]

I'm working on it, it was just a quick piece I wrote in my journal. I'm making it into more of a poem, the more I read over it, the more I think it would be better as a poem. Thank you so much! :)

[Sam]

Good Job! Your details make a flow to your piece of writing! :)

[Simon Welsh]

I like this :) feels as thought there could be more though.

[Lani]

Yes, I'm not finished with it. I'm still working on it. :)

[Simon Welsh]

Good :)