The end of the world

How can the sun shine so bright
and the birds chirp without care?
How can the lake glitter
and the flowers stretch for the warmth?
How can the children laugh and play
and the world go on like it's an ordinary day?
How can my body go on breathing
and eat and sleep like before?
How can the heart that you crushed last night
continue to beat as if it was whole?

Where's the darkness, the silence,
broken but by screams of agony?
Where's the end of the world?
Where's the end of me?