End of the World

What a sick thought, to say
I wish the world would end
Today.

Why? You ask. Why would I
want such a twisted thing?
I just want

It to all be over. Now. I
Want the wars to stop, and
For the soldiers

To come home. I want the lawyers
and the doctors and the hookers
To come home

And hold close to their families
When it ends. I just want to be
Their when it happens.

I want the fighting to stop, and
I want love to be the replacement.
I want to cry

And hold my family. I don't really
Have a deathwish. Not anymore. But I
Want to be there when

The "souls rise from their graves" or
Whatever happens. I want to love and
Be loved. I just

Want to be alive when it happens.
Am I really just sick in the head?
Probably. Well, I am

A romantic in every sense. I don't know
If I'd watch the news to hear about all
The death and tragedy.

I think, if it truly were my last days,
I would be honest to everyone. I would
Want people to know

They meant a lot to me. I really would.
I don't think it matters to me how I die,
Just that I have enough time

To tell those I love the truth. Also,
I'd prefer to not suffer but "Thy will
Be done", or some shit like that.

I don't know if I'd want any big religious
Sort of end. Perhaps, aliens, or zombies
Or a nuclear winter would

Be a fitting end.