It is so hard to see beyond failures when despair overwhelms. One hopes that she is able to reflect on another solution perhaps with help from someone who cares about her. The razor is so terribly permanent and despair is temporary in spite of how it feels. You have captured this profound sadness in your poem.
Oh, that was a shock. You did capture the moment, and the “tired hotel” somehow should have foreshadowed the razor, but it did not, so it was a shocking last line. Well done.
It is so hard to see beyond failures when despair overwhelms. One hopes that she is able to reflect on another solution perhaps with help from someone who cares about her. The razor is so terribly permanent and despair is temporary in spite of how it feels. You have captured this profound sadness in your poem.
Oh, that was a shock. You did capture the moment, and the “tired hotel” somehow should have foreshadowed the razor, but it did not, so it was a shocking last line. Well done.
Despair indeed!
A Place to Reflect
I too was contemplating the tired hotel… then the last line shocked. Graphic.
Ouch! Wow, this is so painful… Beautifully crafted.
That about captures the moment. I always associate “tired” with that thought so my mind went that way too. Hope you aren’t feeling this way.
No, I’m fine. Just trying to put myself into someone else’s shoes…
You did a good job of standing in those shoes. It’s an awful place.
Wow. Very powerful.
Like an action packed scene … this can be so dangerous and frightening.
dark and deep….