The end of the world

Flaming tire's fall
when it's the end of the world.
The monsters come out from under your bed
your closet.
The insanities SCREAM
while the hospitals go blank.
When it's the end of the world,
people eat other, chasing after you when you're just trying to find shelter.
They're all mad.
But the game's over.
There's no time for tears
or wailing.
The world ended when you weren't looking
and now you need to die quietly, thanks.