The World Ended

Goodbye sweet hope,
Goodbye sweet chance,
Goodbye sweet everything,
The End of Days has come and gone
and left only this poor shell of a man behind.
Gone is my team, my love, my everything.
I shall walk the earth a lonely man
searching for my place in history.
The world, however, is a dessert of
deceit, anger, loss, torture, horror.
No happiness can exist without the sip from the bowl of life
we hold so high above our head.
Lucifer has swiped from my thorny hands the very essence of I,
Yet still I search and still find nothing.
I yearn for a savior but he is preoccupied with his first son.
Goodbye