The End

A Poem I wrote a long time ago. Depressing.

The World will end one day,
but who knew I'd feel such dismay.
Everything crumbles,
and everything dies.
Families are gone,
with friendships lost.
My life so brittle begins to whittle,
while I watch from the inside.
I stood for everything right,
yet here I stand without anyone in sight.
Here I cry,
Without love,
Without a fight.

Author's Note

Just something sad I wrote during a depressing time. I don't do poetry often so it may not be perfect.