I like the idea of this poem, but I have some technical difficulties with it.  The ‘still’ in “its fate is sealed, still tries to get away” is redundant and also interferes with the meter (as I read it).

When I write, I usually leave it for a while, even if I think it’s perfect.  Later, I try to determine if changes can make it better.  The first part, when I write it initially, usually goes pretty quickly, and then, depending on how I feel about it when I get back to it again, I might revise it several times before finally deciding to either abandon it or post it.

Sometimes I worry that my revisions might do more harm than good.  I used to write something and post it right away, and I guess your poems seem a little like that - like they could use some attention from you.  On the other hand, sometimes the purity of the virgin incarnation should be left alone.

I feel the feline in this one.