Thank you for the help. I do see what you’re saying and I will definitely make that change. 

I agree about the last line, though I also think it could benefit just a bit from breaking up the spacing...maybe that's just the traditionalist in me saying poetry shouldn't look like a paragraph. The rest of it really is beautiful, though. The flow, imagery, and atmosphere are all there. Nice work.

I really like your poem. The style of writing reminds me of Sylvia Plath's Mirror. 
I think you should change the last line to something more... impactful. End it with an image. The poem builds up to something meaningful, only to fall flat at the last line. That is my only criticism.

Sometimes when I don’t want to feel anymore,
I stare at the crevices and indentations in my ceiling. 
They make images. 
Sometimes a dog,
Or an angel,
Or a rocket ship,
Or two people walking hand in hand. 
And I think about how wonderful it would be,
To exist only in the plaster of a ceiling. 
To be only a mere figment of someone’s imagination. 
To be interpreted in so many different ways. 
To be something new at every glance. 
And that’s how I feel okay again. 



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Ceiling Beings