I dreamt I was in a room of the damned
It was my work to choose those
that would be saved
All my family and friends were watching me
with growing concern
As it became evident
I would not
Choose
All of them
(I didn’t choose myself either. After all, who was I to judge them?)
Moment of Truth
This is based on a sort of post-apocalyptic dream I really had. It was creepy at the time but it seems a bit emo now I come to write it down. Might come back to this one later and re-work it once I’ve thought about it some more.