Purpose
Do you realize
when I talk of time
that the passing of it is frightening
and do you wonder why as you get older
you gain much more enlightening?
It's day by day, closer to
calming nature of the storm's eye
and I, live within the thunder
my heart possesses the lightning's cry
silent but deadly
airbourne but needing only ground
just a slight graze will kill
not instantly, there will be sound
and you're scared
just as much as me
can't listen to those who state matter-of-factly
that there is purpose for the dying
no one knows what it is exactly.