Is This The End?
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Angel Grant
02-15-2015
Is this the end?
The grey steel of the wall was cold
A chill shot up his spine
Frustration and defeat
It was gone
Is this the end?
News stations and broadcast are nothing more than static
Nothing for weeks on end
Home?
It's was a distant memory to him
Is this the end?
He no longer knew
Was there anything to know?
His eyes scanning, always searching
Survival and shelter
The food was all but gone
Is this the end?
He waited
Hours turned into days
They never returned
What ever had happened outside?
Is this the end?
He locked himself in a vault
Scared and alone
He couldn't stay here any longer
The worst case scenario
Is this the end?
It could be dangerous
This place was making him crazy
The unknown was eating at him
He has no choice but to go
The time was upon him
Howling wind roared through the darkness
This
Is
The
End...
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