Trigger Warning - Christian - Apocalyptic ——————————————- Rapturous visions - engraved upon my heart. Oh, to yearn, for such an end to start. Wishing for tomorrow to be the final breath, yearning for a freedom, that I only find in death. Days will not console me. Weeks offer no peace. Months are given up to years. Years will remain empty. That final day - I bow my head and pray. That final day - Lord, please come back today. Bring an end to the end. Finish what You started. I pray the days collapse, the weeks will turn their backs, the months crumble like ash, the years will finally lapse. I pray You hear my pleas. Where, without an end, I may have eternal ease.