People never comment on my poetry and that makes me sad :(

Many a night I fall awake
Under the weight of this world.
Not until that world would quake
Had this scroll of dreams unfurled.
What is this poison, them or me?
What have I done for this pain?
So different, am I, for that I see
Will never grasp the rain.

Fear not, my love, so pure, my dear,
He cannot see, he cannot feel.
His world is lost, thus far unclear
Fear him not, he’s just one wheel.
That evil one, shall he be stoned
For living as he must.
The word was set as one intoned,
Said he, ‘in God We Trust’.