Darkness... Everlasting
The night is now gone
No more sunlight,
There will be no dawn
Helpless and angry
We all blame someone else
Looking for a scapegoat
Anyone but ourselves
And yet when the monsters come
Our hearts begin to quake
The bile of panic rises
our knees begin to shake
We cannot escape
We stumble in the dark
Our fate is our fault
For we had left our mark.
This reminded me of a doomsday poem. I've started up a new poem about doomsday/the appocolypse that I am going to post soon. :D