i swore at myself and anyone who could hear for i was the only one who could see the dark days ahead instead of color and light nothing would be bright most things would die and i couldn't even cry out to them because they already decieded not to listen to me anymore who don't they see the dark days ahead the same as me? why don't they see everything being painted black? they have turned their backs on me and only hear the drone of my soft voice now shrill with fear for i see the dark days right in front of me and soon they may see my body because the dark days have taken me.