Finding purpose in Oblivion

Oblivion is bliss, in a strange way, the road to peace.
A purpose brings with it some very definite things,
Ideas, ideals, determination, a will to succeed,
Yet the passionate choose to walk, quiet and discreet.

Non-believers in fate, runners on the go,
Destiny makers and strugglers ought to know,
The way to creativity, the window of freedom,
Is within reach, in silence or in screams.

There’s just one place, we’re trying to siege,
With wide-open arms, free minds we teach…
Of worlds that once were, figments of speech,
They’re Memories today, well within reach.

We’re walking towards it, treading bare feet,
Dragging one too many, contradicting rules
Whats right and wrong, whats kept quiet and neat,
Who’s to say, they aren’t fools.

Every story has been told,
Twice over, even three fold,
Every road has been taken,
By some loner, long forsaken.