The End

The world is dying and you are seeing...
It all as it happens
The heavens turn red and the sky drips with blood
There is no better place as this becomes home 

The crimson rain comes as the pain was brought
Now you stand soaked in blood
Watching the sun fall
As light leaves the sky

Fighting what has gone wrong
Determined to bring change
A heart strong and filled with love
Standing to fight the deranged 

Now withering away
In the final seconds of it all
We look towards the past
Wondering how did it ever last?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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