Eerie... yet captivating. Very vividly described...

PS: Your so damn good, you make me jealous...

Oh . . . pretty . . . and I love that picture . . . *waves* another pretty poem, a job well done. *nods* I have pudding!

you? happy? but anyways, it's good, prbably reaaly deep too, but I'm really tired right now, so all I see is words...yea, it's good

This is really interesting. Somehow you convey the deep loneliness of the poem. There are some things better not talked about somehow I think we don't know how to talk aboou them. You talk about the maddness the death is and yet it doesn't seem as cold. You have great usage of colors, and interesting pattern at most, yo describe most of the things in your poem amongst pale colors. I wondered if that was because of the coldness those colors tend to emit? In my maddness I like the sky and the tress.
I didn't really like the last stanza because you refer there to "beneath earth" and ppl over there and tress... I just think that that bit f supernaturality is not really conveniet.

Wow! Love the line Death is your wish for the future and the dreams of the fallen. This is a very good poem. You use such pretty images, well done!