DragonsFire82

In the darkness, u feel only the dominate lonelyness of ur heart
In the light, u feel the emptiness of love u have longed for

In the screams, u hear the agony of a lost and broken heart
In the silence, u hear only the sound of the void inside u

In life, u realize u can only live as u must
In death, u realize u should have lived as u wanted

With love, u have the wings to fly away with her heart
Without love, u have wrecking balls tying u down under the water

In the end it only matters wot u do with this life and all the karma u incur during ur time here that will ultimately seal ur fate. Wot will our stories tell future generations about how we lived? Will our stories resonate thru time and space til the shear magnitude of it destroys our stories and makes them into fables or will we simply fade out and be forgotten when our time comes and the hand of the Grim Reaper touches us?

In the end, nothing matters, so y do we try so hard to gain that which we can't take with us? Because it matters to us and to those whose lives we touch while we're here and those that come after us.