My Eyes Are Open Wider Than Ever Before

A short little thing I scribbled in my notebook today. I think my writing's really starting to be affected with Leonard Cohen's


I can feel it now, my eyes are open wider than ever before.
My delusions have brought me down, anxiety halted my growth
But through botanical medicines and old folk witchery
My pretenses and inhibitions are removed, and I will do
Whatever you ask of me.

I love the irony in this poem! Your eyes are opened, but you are a willing slave. Hilarious! Absolutely hilarious. It is sad too, but it is funny. The poem was well written. Not much to critique because it was so short, but I'm sure there's something that can be changed. I wouldn't change anything though. Good job.

Yeah, like I said I got that Leonard Cohenesque filled-with-despair-and-unwilling-to-do-anything-about-it-because-i'm-a-slave-to-love kind of thing going on (that was a long word). Thank you for your critique! I'm going to put up a real poem tomorrow or something rather than just a short rambling. <3