The Brink

This is it The end I’ve no more friends And now it all depends. What will he do now? There’s nothing else around For miles and miles not even a sound. No laughter, no people just air and ground. We are alone. I wish I could call, Never realized how much I would miss it all. There’s no point. My soul was sold, By no choice of my own This society voted, Lost in the false promises that were spoken My heart is torn open. I can feel it coming, The air is thicker, My mind is numbing The candle lights flicker, The ground is thrumming. In anticipation, For the sudden desolation As we reach the brink We are all going extinct.