Doomsday

Faced with the
Thought of a
Future made
Of stained glass
They stand tall
A distant
Voice is heard
Crying out
"Oh, how I have longed for this
Ending
Callous, heartless, and well-deserved
To fade
Half of a life wasted
Carving hopes into skin
Has this gone as you hoped
Your mouth has yet to fill
With sand
Speak now for there
Might not be the
Chance to
Take back
All those words
That you regret"
"I welcome doomsday
Welcome doomsday"



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Henry Griffey
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