A very sad poem with very good questions. Death teaches us the real world of pain. No words can cure the pain. It is not over. Need to be strong and remember the good people in a life. They would want a good life for you . Thank you for a powerful poem.
Coyote
What a melancholic write. There are some adjustments you should make in this poem: like when you wrote "a lie a fake" you repeat the definition of deception which is unnecessary here. One word will do. (By the by, I don't know if this was intentional or by accident, but the falling "really" could symbolize our decadence to sorrow and self doubt. If it was intentional, I applaud you; if not, well, it doesn't matter either way because it doesn't impair or improve the poem, given that it is such a subtle connotation.) Thank you for sharing.
A very sad poem with very good questions. Death teaches us the real world of pain. No words can cure the pain. It is not over. Need to be strong and remember the good people in a life. They would want a good life for you . Thank you for a powerful poem.
Coyote
you learn to live your life your way. you earn how to free yourself from your own demons. in the process you find love in the most delicate places. this is my life and I own it. more..