Personal Armageddon
Meteors begin to draw near
Streak through the skies of my life
And explode onto the surface of my soul
The pandemic epidemic crashes all around
Replay, slow motion, the event horizon
Worlds shake from the pain and suffering
As everything descends into chaos
This final time it can
Only for me it was chosen
Pure tidal personal Armageddon
All done by a mystery assassin
A might-be unknown assailant
Abandoned and controlled by the Neverwas
Hurt every step of the way, and in the silences
Love from others an overcrowded lie; impact
Craters askew of the norm
Shattered fragments crash into one another
And oblivion sets in
Future nonexistent, there’s nothing left
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