Stronger Mind

The start of the end of the woorld
is staring mein the eyes.
But I laugh at it.
Does it flintch?
No.
It does not look scared.
Because nethe am I.
The week mind that use to be me is the only thing scared.
As the end closes in for the kill,
But I stop it with the hope that I will live.

I step back

It is gone

I have survived the end

My mind is strong,

But my body is stronger.

The end is the break up!