"Purpose" ~ BabyBix

The stuggle is over.

My battle is won.

Around me is silence,

For dead men no longer scream.

Shouldn't I feel at Peace?

My mission is over.

So long have I yearned

For this very moment.

Strived and worked for it.

Put my very soul into this outcome!

So, should not I feel at Peace?

But what of me is left?

Is this emptiness,

Is this dreadful way


If this is what Peace it,

I want no part of it.

Take it back!

What meaning now doth life hold?

Now that my Purpose

Is complete?