The world is gone and we're alone
Stopped by the single flicker of fear
This place has changed from what we'd known
Silence fills the air, it's all I hear

My work and loved ones are all alone
No one there to tend to their every need
Stragglers on the street, reaching for a bone
Naysayers die off, failing to heed

I feel concerned that I may be alone
In my hole, I see the same thing every day
Mundane life numbs the nerve like a low drone
Surely this is not the only way

I see that figure there in the dark
Twisted, wretched, misshapen; a crooked crone
With light, I see there was nothing there to mark
I'm weak, I'm terrified, I admit it, I'm alone

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