Fraught - Belakor
Searching
The abstract colours reason
But I persist to fail
In the absence of faith
Cycles bound
By throes of attrition
Oft united yet surely more is lost in time
Beyond fathom
Billions firing
Flashes burn and spew prostrate
Wisped monads from crimson puncture
Our bonds are broken
All meaning sundered
Striving for
Constant reduction
Bursting from
The pit beneath
Unyielding
Yet beyond the grasp
Of scale and form
From nothingness born
Fleetingly
Of sprawl and flame
From nothing it came
Seemingly
The gap between
Us tears apart
Impel our end
Layers surge
And strip away
Cast into nought
Oy
Of matter torn
As eons I mourn
Achingly
Ohhh
Of atoms maimed
As epochs are tamed
Blindingly
In that final absence
We never were
