It's been 2 years.
Living on this nightmarish planet has brought nothing but pain to me and my family.
I can no longer see the land we used to inhabit, taken away by the waves and deserted in an endless ocean. What have we done?
Great story / poem. The only possible advice I could give would be by to expand on it. How has this pain been inflicted? Who is this family? What had they in fact done to cover the land? However at the same time I can appreciate the simple mystery of not knowing Simply beautiful. I’m working on a story with similar theories and points. Though I have a LONG way to go lol. I’d be honored if you gave me your feedback. It’s called tge crash. Just seems like we share some of the same idealology. Either way great stuff. Very powerful without being overly preach ir wordy ( issues I’m working on ) anyway thanks for sharing.
