The end comes nearer

The skies get dark.
The world parts.
The people scatter.
As there hearts suddenly shatter.
As I scream I let out a laugh.
I knew I wouldn`t last!
I knew my last days would cast
Such a shadow.
On the weak.
Such A shimmer.
In the Sigil keep.
Such A steep steep Drought.
Filled with dout.
Filled without.
The love of any.
The love of few.
She is gone.
And what is there left.
Without her.
I`d rather fill my head.
With a bullet of lead.
Then to ever.
Ever.
Think she`s dead.
Then to ever live without her face.
To be gone without a trace.