End of the world.
Apocalypse is here and now.
Look at us.
What have we done?
Destroyed our world,
Changed it beyond recognition.
Nothing was special, nothing was sacred,
Used this world for our own gains,
And now we're going to pay.
Pay for our heedless, mindless destruction,
Our thoughtless chaos.
The world is rebelling, finally had enough,
Reaping some destruction of it's own
In order to survive.
People screaming, flames rising higher,
The skies darken as the storm begins.
Absolution.
Finality.
I sit and wait,
Wait for the moment our existence is wiped away,
And a clean slate is left to start again.
I'm not afraid.
I know this is what we deserve.
I'm sorry.
