Sometimes when I look at the stars
I think to myself
How it would feel to lose everything
To have nothing
To see all my loved ones killed
And my friends disappear
And all my enemies run away
To have all my items taken away
To see the grounds turn white
And the sky turn black
And the trees burn
And the buildings go away
And all that was turn to black
And white
And black
And they all will mix
Into the grey color
The color of desperation
And then
All color will disappear
And there will be no grey
Or white
Or black
Just nothing
And my body will die
For it has nothing to live for
And all I would have was thoughts
Lonely thoughts
About a lonely world
Where there is nothing
But me.