I stand in an utterly changed world
For better or worse I do not know.
In the distance the air booms
Lightning splits the sky asunder.
Snare cracks and bass vibrations reverberate
Back to where I stand on the shore.
The screaming howls have subsided
As a monstrosity drifts away unnoticed.
I am the Lone Victim.
Lone survivor.
The torrents have cut through me like a razor.
Bleeding, broken I scream inside my skull
Too afraid to voice my sorrows.
Pains.
Fears.
Hatred.
Or love.
A storm capable of crushing civilization itself
Has just past me by.
Yet I live.
I am the Lone Watcher as it fades
Into the dark night.

I know naught of what the future holds
     but I can sleep easier in the peaceful aftermath
Under a clear starry sky