A World Ceases

Fictional Creation

The world

I was watching it..

It stopped just before noon

The people

I was watching them

They stopped and screamed in doom

My soul

I was listening to it

It started to laugh and dance around

My spirit

I grabbed hold of it

It wanted to fall off into the ground

The sun

I was hiding from it’s rays

It vanished at a quarter to three

The moon

It had left long ago

And was hiding in some celestial tree

The earth

I was standing on it

It split and began to swallow me up

Me

I forgot about me

For I already had an empty cup

Outward

Transcending all space and time

My energy was flung..in pieces.

Onward to some great place?

Not sure as all light ceases

In death.