The end came like a thief,
like a voice in the night.
We weren’t prepared
and we sure as hell weren’t ready.

There were signs everywhere…
LITERAL SIGNS.

THE END IS NEAR.
HE IS COMING.

I used to laugh at those signs
Now I just found them terrifying.

People disappeared
People we knew
They disappeared
like a thief in the night
and in the morning
they were gone

Then the constant earthquakes
wild fires
floods
There was an F5 Tornado up in Bangor, Maine
and that never happens.
Ever.

The world had gone to hell
and we were left
to pick up the pieces.