The earth was pretending

I slept through the apocalypse I woke up and all that was intact was me My parents are gone And as I look outside... Nothing is left. All that's left is me The sky is gold And the sun won't shine The clouds are wisps of magic The flowers debloom Becoming bushes of thorns Breaking the illusion of delicacy Butterflies hurl themselves at the glass, Ravenous, winged things with unspoken fury And the stars rush towards the ground Leaving silvery dust as it crashes to the earth And I realize There is silence Without the rest of my kind And I realize The earth was pretending for us And I realize The only part of humanity left Is me