Made a short story in a poematic format.
I really liked it for the romance, yet in which what haunts us. Almost like being sick, yet trying to strive, a person always gives their conscious beliefs, but the real deal is that people donít ever repay the guilt we feed off of. Great imagery, which played into this story of survival. I might be wrong, but poems are to the reader, and he then deciphers what the writer is trying to tell us. Itís a mid game in which you played well.