No, Seriously, The Sky is Falling

Written by: Kyle Carlson

Blood gushes from the seams where the ceiling meets the walls
I hear screams echo past my door and all throughout the halls
Just outside my apartment window, it’s bedlam as the sky falls
Suddenly, across our torso’s, a throbbing pain crawls 
Satan’s playing with his voodoo dolls
The blood slides down and creates a pool on the floor
Seeps from under my fingernails just to add to the gore
Up to my knees in thick crimson and I don’t know what for
I can’t imagine the world that paints itself just outside my door
Through the peephole I see... that there is no world anymore.