The Cure Poem by Anthony Daniels

You crawl through the ashmosphere of the apocalyptic world that seems to have been brought about so suddenly.
You struggle to breathe, the air is thick with the stench of heartbreak and misery.
Choking back the tears of torment you attempt to stand of your own free will as ash and debris fall from your clothing.
You blink as you glance out over the ashmosphere once more with blurred vision.
Scanning the wasteland of despair you shield your eyes from a blinding light that shines in the distance, what could that be? You ask yourself since there is no one around to hear you. You take one step forward feeling the crumbling bones beneath your feet as you make your way towards that shining ray of hope. Finally, you exhale out as you prepare to enter the shining gateway that begins to illuminate your body then in a flash you awaken from the ashmosphere back in bed, not alone but with your special someone. A sigh of extreme relief as your tears begin to fall upon the pure once you realize all along that your special someone is the cure.