Lonely Crow I wake inside the shelter, A corroded house. Seems like soon I will forget to check if things have changed. The dust is getting thicker. There's no point to tidy up, nobody will notice. Alone on this earth. I peer out the window, as always the smog is thick. 20 metres ahead theres nothing. An apocolyptic abyss. The bodys are rotting more, everyday that passes. My own flesh is disappearing. Scavenging like a crow. I now can't breathe outside Without covering my mouth With a filter, some cloth Ripped from a corpse. Nothing to see Nobody Alone Left to die Why couldn't I be taken Along with the rest. My fight for survival is now a regret. My wife sleeps downstairs Beside my children. They don't breathe, the toxic fumes all for me. Sometimes I think I hear voices. Are people outside? Telling me it's over? Becoming delusional. Nobody is ever there. My countless let-downs, Leave me stranded, To talk to myself. I hope I go to the place Where the others have gone. Although hope may not be enough, Worthless emotions. A waste The knife Pierces My heart
