Last Breath Poem by Melissa Schreuder

It was a day so lonely and cold, it was rainy and and sad.
No show of it lighting up or hope for any one.
They knew it was the end of everything any everybody.
So there was no point of running, no point of hiding, no point of doing anything, but make your mark and hope it stays.
When things where silent and calm there was panic, they knew the end was coming, but they didn't know it was going to happen now.
So they take there last breath and........