Created: June 24, 2022

Мистер Слит came to visit me today.

He wrapped me in pain, cradled me with
sorrow
and told me not to wait till tomorrow
it is time he said.

He told me to follow his lead
Count to three
And not to look back
There's nothing left here for me
but pain
He said with him I'd be free
Free like birds flying in the summer breeze.

Oh, Мистер Слит
you do make a good offer
I could play with the other lost kids all winter
and summer.

Just a second I'll be there in a few
Just need to pack a thing or two
My existence is forlorn.

From my body, I am torn.
Withered and stripped,
My soul is worn.

Inside brews an endless storm.
Oh how I long to be no more

Context: The poem “Мистер Слит came to visit me today” is a dark and melancholic piece that reflects the speaker’s desire to escape from their current state of pain and sorrow. The poem personifies “Mr. Slit” as a tempting figure who offers the speaker freedom from their suffering. The speaker is considering the offer and appears to be ready to accept it, as they feel forlorn and torn from their body. The final line of the poem suggests a desire to end their existence and be at peace. The poem explores themes of depression, despair, and the desire for release from emotional pain.