I like the imagery in this poem, it's like i'm physically there feeling every emotion portrayed. This poem was so beautiful and intriguing too. I love how you instill hope in anyone who reads this poem, hope is such a wonderful feeling
I love the imagery you have created, the flow of the poem is excellent, the words you use just beautiful...it's very calming, with additive of melancholy, soulful. These are my fave lines: shivering cold winters love praying for angels to come take me above...
hope is the drug for the soul - yea, and that's very true.:)
I agree with Dana; your words are well chosen and well assembled. You've managed complex scenes and feelings in a few phrases. Well done! Forgive me for nitpicking, but the last two lines could be broken up to match cadence with the rest of the poem. I would suggest:
"now broke from spending it all on hope
i cannot pay the reapers toll all because i was a junkie of the soul"
as you wouldnt have to change the wording, but could get an easier rhythm to the ending.
Hope doesnt bankrupt the soul; I believe hope keeps the soul alive. It's like kryptonite to that reaper... ;)