Walls crumbling
Stone falling brick by brick
A precipice
The way ahead lost
The path behind disappearing
What to do?
Stay and be buried
Or take one step forward
Knowing you will fall
Is it an abyss?
Or is there a ledge?
A tree branch?
Something to catch you
To save you
A soft fall?
Is it all over now?
All that is left is the choice
How to die?
Or is one choice
A decision of hope?
A certain death
More an act of faith?
Either way
The only option not available
Is stasis
Inertia
No change
Is no possibility
Making no choice
Is a choice of it's own
You still have time
The end is nigh
But you are at the centre
Of the Apocalypse
You look out
Sweat beading your brow
Breathe coming in desperate gasps
Exhausted from running
Away from the destruction
Only to be halted
By the absence
Nowhere else to run
Head turning
Back and forth
Rivulets seeping
Down your body
Is it getting hotter?
Your heart beats like crazy
Thump, thump, thump
Panic rises
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