What is it when the world ends

For me, the world has ended a while ago,

but every morning it starts over again.

The world ending is

frightening

Its gray clouds, with black rain drops

Pouring down like

my mothers tears.

The world ending is

rocks being thrown

From the sky, It’s running up and down

Side to side.

The world ending tastes like

lemons, sour,

makes your mouth feel silly

The world ending feels like

scratches on the chalkboard in art

Class.

The world ending feels like

his gold brown eyes that shine so bright

When the sun is out.

The world ending sounds like

a book being read to you before bed.

The world ending smells like

his favorite sweater that you sleep in every night.

The world ending is like

the music that is dancing in my ears.