Judgement Poem by Michael Webb

Sounds of sad
Caress me
I don't have feelings
I never have
I can't see
Anything but the ceiling

Black roses are dying
The walls are cracking
Clouds consume the sky
All I can hear is crying
Why am I lacking
The need to fight

I thought I was beside you
But I was staring at my shadow
Sun sets and you're gone
Hope you're back soon
Waters of you are too shallow
And your breath is too long

Why am I here
I can't tell
Wasting space
Shedding tears
If I were to fall
I will fall with grace

So this is my word
Take it with grains of salt
Or sand by the sea
Your image of me is absurd
But that is not my fault
You will Never understand me