The End

If the world ends
And there's no legacy to conceive
With no one left to hear
The mark I leave
Then what does my purpose become?

If the sky falls
And there's nothing left to see
Does it matter then
What I used to believe
That I could be someone?

If the ground opens up
And swallows my dreams
Would I even give up
The destiny I've seen
Lord knows you only live once

If the oceans collide
Would I be set free
Washing aside
Everything I wanted to be
Would I truly live for the moment,
Knowing the end has come?

Quietude

I have nothing of impact to say
Though I should
I have thrown enough moments away
Wish I could
Find the impulse to steal the day
I'm a fool
I'm ready to strike but afraid
I will lose
I don't want to take all these pills
But I do
My feelings become numb and nil
So I choose
Rather than bleed seethe and spill
I refuse
To be anyone if and until
I'm confused
No longer and summon my strength
It will be
An indeterminate length
Once I speak
I will know what I wanted to say
Without reach
Until then in my quietude stay