Trigger Warning

- Christian

- Apocalyptic

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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.