Bite your bothered tongue
until the four horsemen come
carrying fire and ice
bringing and end about
through cosmic collision, super heated surfaces
and Atomic Winters

Swallow your sullen words
although many threads remain loose
cut short, never nicely tied
unraveling in the winds
of never meant to be
and hopeful uncertainty

The Answer will be seen
when it all comes crashing down
and your world falls with
her every step away
The world is burning to you
but everyone else just goes
about their day