'The Apocalypse is not the end of the world, but rather it is the end of the world as we know it' - Dan Brown

The sky seemed to be starless,
The path was tough,
She believed- somewhere there was light-
She was prepared.

Days of hopeless screams had passed,
The pillow, soaked with anguish , was tired,
The utter ruthlessness had exposed itself,
Then there could be nothing worse.

The clock was ticking,
The heart-beat whispered,
Loud echoes were heard-
She walked on.

Deep within- there was a dream,
She was awake,
Dream was sailing through the sea-
Roaring waves shattered the shore.

The bruised feet walked on,
The red path smiled,
Hearts sang together-
The song of life.

She saw with thousand eyes,
She walked with thousand feet,
She felt with thousand hearts-
The moment of victory.

Lightning struck the gloomy world,
There was an apocalypse.
Appeared there the stars of hope-
It was a new beginning.

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