The End Is Nigh

The end is nigh, but I won’t cry. 

No, not one tear, will fall tonight. 

For this sense of doom has always pervaded the air.

Yet, I always get up and continue living

 again, 

again and,

 again.

“The end is nigh!” the people cry.

I refuse. I won’t discard my hope tonight!

Not tonight.

No, not tonight.