What will you do at the end of it all?
Would you grab your gun and run or would you stay with the ones you love?
A choice must be made.
Go out in the fiery fray or hide to live another day.
Gabriel’s Horns will come calling one by one until his work is done.
I don’t fear the end; I fear what comes after.
The unknown and the unknowable.
How will we fall at the end of it all?
Will we hear the reckoning call?
And In that moment before your life flashes in your eyes
Ask yourself, is it my time?
And then it will end just as it began
Alone and full of fear
Into the unknown.
I'm not sure why but recently I have been thinking/writing about the end of the world. Maybe it has something to do with a lot of things ending in my life. My plans to move to NYC came to a crashing end, my relationship with my girlfriend of two years abruptly ended, and my college lifestyle has ended as I have graduated and am trying to live in the "real world". But endings just create new beginnings and new opportunity's , Soon I will be living in Boston, hopefully with a job, creating new relationships and meeting new people. I cant allow myself to get caught up with all the negatives, I need to keep positive and keep moving forward. It is the only way to move on from the past. Maybe this will motivate me to finish my short story which,consequently, is about the end of the world.