LEGACY

Days there are...
When I feel lost.

When the emptiness in my heart
Longs to suck me up.

In the hollowness of it all,
A recurring question,
"Would I be missed if I cross the void?"

Times there are
When I wonder,
What type of eulogy would be written in my honour??

Would someone shed a tear?
Would another keep my memories alive?
What words would tell of my life??

In the dizziness of it all,
I wonder
What my legacy would be.