After the doomsday
Our relationship
Wasn't much left
My heart turned into a barren wasteland
No signs of life
Zero survivors
All feelings that used to flood my body had fallen victim to the slow disease poisoning my flesh called heartbreak
There was a deadly epidemic
No emotion was spared
Widespread and timely demise
From the word "goodbye"
Now living through each day is torture
Within a huge desert landscape, I roam
To find a way to repopulate my soul with happiness again
The apocalypse ended up being a real sh*tshow
. . .
