another
armageddon rains down on my head it’s
the end of the fucking world as far
as I can tell I want to scream but I’m stifled by the shock of it my agony is muted and I can hardly breathe the past lives on in my head there is grief etched into my bones I can’t take any more of this I feel I’m near the end
this is no mere
nightmare this is reality a whole body experience an integral human event of apocalyptic proportions I’m trying you can believe that I’m trying but it’s hard to live and love while you’re bracing yourself for impact this
strange new disease has me on my knees
post-traumatic stress will be the death of me
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