# Poem #86: The End of the World

Author: bhscorch1313
Tags: Poetry, hope, loss, writing

#87 of Poetry

This is a poem not necessarily about the world ending, but about the loss of hope. Please comment, it really helps! :3 Hope you enjoy.

_The End of the World_

Walking down the hard sidewalk  
While it's pouring down rain  
Holding the umbrella tight, holding it close  
Shivering because it's cold

You're waiting for the sun to come out  
You know it has to, it has to come out again  
Unless it's the end of the world

However, that's too unlikely  
That the lonely walk on cold concrete  
Wearing soggy tennis shoes  
Will be your last

Or will it?

What if today is the last day you take a walk?  
What if today is the last day you hold your loved one  
Or go for a drive, or do anything you want.  
You thought that the sun would come up again  
And now you're not so sure

The bright sun that shines it's light on all the buildings  
All the people, the entire city, the entire world  
What if it stays behind those dark grey clouds?

What if the sun just blinks out like a light  
And the world goes cold.  
We all know that everything has an end.  
Or so we think.  
Some say that the end of one thing  
Is the beginning of another.

Those people don't know the fear  
Of not seeing the sun  
Come out again from the dark gray clouds.

As hard as it is sometimes  
You have to believe  
That the sun will come out again  
For what else is there to believe?

~bhscorch

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