• Sorrow of the Eternal

    My world is dark, empty, devoid of all.
    It is the nether, an endless void.
    I exist, therefore I do not belong.
    I yearn for life, but it denies me.
    The world of my birth rejects me,
    So here I am.

    When I was young I heard the many sounds,
    Saw the many colors,
    Smelled the many scents.
    Then I fell forever,
    Never to awake.

    My mind is shattered,
    The nether stole from me,
    All that I was and would have been,
    Leaving the nothing that I am behind.

    Time stands still in the eternal void,
    Now is forever,
    My torment never ending.

    In my never ending nightmare I lash out.
    I rip, I tare, I conjure horrors of the mind.

    In the nether, I create.