Nothing ends in Nothing

I thought I saw the street

But the signs were bare,

No cars or coaches anywhere.

Cracked cobbles

Ran the road—

Broken bricks

Snapped beneath the silence.

Such oppression—

The strongest path

Would fade.

Round and round

The wheels spin—

But in the silence,

All is still.

The world dies

Without the motion–

Unused.

The Silence

If I brave nightmares

The dark will tear asunder—

Silence breaks with dawn.