(I think you mean 'perish' as in dying not 'parish' like a church (; ) But anyways, beautiful poetry, as always. Reality really is a curse, isn't it? But sometimes seeing that put into words helps to bear it. This, as depressing as it is, actually lifted my spirits a bit. This subject is one of those concepts my mind fumbles with; thank you for unknotting my tangled thoughts ;) great work! -V ;)
@ BlackRosesBleedBlack Thank you for your feedback! :) I purposely turned it around to clear the morbid atmosphere, and to let the readers know that reality can be a blessing if we make it one :) Again, thank you so much for reviewing!
I really enjoyed reading this, but the ending confused me. It changed the mood of the entire poem completely and suddenly. Overall, I connected with it, other than the turn-around last stanza. Keep up the good work!
I honestly loved this. You are quite gifted, and I adore how you lighted up the morbid atmosphere with the last stanza. Good job. Congrats on getting published, by the way, it's a wonderful accomplishment you must be very proud of, and I can tell you have the talents, so yeah. Thumbs up! :)