Apocalypse

I wish that when I fell asleep tonight
the Apocalypse would happen
and everyone
and everything
would burn to the ground.
That the sky would sob ash
and the sun would never rise.
Then I would never wake up,
because I would have burned to nothing
too.
And I could stay asleep.
Sleep.
Numb, dark, warm, and quiet,
and I could forget
that life ever happened.