The World Is Gone
The wind is blowing the dust through the air
The air is toxic and full of filth
All my breaths are tarnished
Hard to breathe and hard to see
The air is poisonous which killed all that is important
A wasteland before me
A desert in plain Hell
The atmosphere slowly diminishes
As my body implodes
The earth is crumbling
Breaking apart in space
I always wondered why
This was something I had to face
Leaving debris all over the place
This world has gone, left without a trace
Copyright © Matthew Corbin | Year Posted 2017
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